What Recession?

Wow I've been so busy building my business and having such a good time, I totally neglected this blog. That's bad, but the reason for it is good.

Yesterday I received a "Breaking News Report" that the Recession is lessening. Which I'm glad to hear, but also my point of view has been What Recession? My business has been expanding during this whole time. And not surprising for several reasons.

1. Direct Sales & Network Marketing ventures grow during Recessionary times.

2. Direct Sales & Network Marketing are a billion dollar business and growing.

3. Skincare and cosmetics are also a billion dollar business.

4. Skincare is for both men and women


I love my business!! I love sharing. Come visit me at http://cevans.myrandf.com.

Introducing Rodan & Fields Anti-Age Eye Cloths

I want to tell you about Rodan and Fields newest product. Many of you know I have extremely sensitive eyes so I wanted to use these before I passed along the information. Anti-Age Eye Cloths deliver a one-two punch, gently removing makeup and depositing active cosmetic ingredients to combat aging and puffiness in one easy step. The difference? What they leave behind is just as important as what they clear away..Skin feels clean and refreshed, while the eye area looks younger, firmer and more vibrant..

It is a mild, non-oily formula that effectively dissolves makeup without irritating the eyes (believe me). Unique, non-woven cloth texture sweeps away makeup while gently exfoliating to smooth skin and maximize the uptake of treatment ingredients. Targeted peptide “signaling” technology restores skin to reduce the appearance of lines, wrinkles and puffiness.

These cloths are truly amazing. To maximize revitalization and firming of the eye area, apply ANTI-AGE Multi-Function Eye Cream after using the cloths.

Here are a few extra tips:

Since they are premoistened take to the gym to refresh your eyes after workouts. Men love these cloths also. My son uses while out disc golfing.

And remember, we always have a 60 money back guarantee because we know that our products work. To order please go to my website at http://cevans.myrandf.com or contact me for more information on both our products and this great business opportunity.

We are launching in Puerto Rico this week, who do you know that might be interested in either product or having a fantastic business?

"Face Lift in a Jar" Misleading

I came across this article this morning. Companies must be careful about claims they make. AT Rodan and Fields Dermatologists we are very careful with our verbage so that we are not misleading.

Avon Anti-Aging Cream - “Face Lift in a Jar” Claims Misleading

November 18, 2008 · Filed Under antiaging, antiwrinkle, skincare, wrinkles

The global cosmetics company Avon was recently taken to task by the Advertising Standards Agency (ASA) in the UK, over what they ruled were “misleading” and “unfounded” claims about the anti-aging effects of their face cream, ANew Clinical Thermafirm.

Marketing in leading magazines included claims that this new cream was a “face lift in a jar” and a “home alternative to surgery”.

Avon’s claims, such as ANew Clinical gives ‘clinical dramatic results’ using ‘triple sonic technology’ were challenged by the ASA, concerned that claims that the cream was ‘an exclusive technological skincare breakthrough’ were misleading and could not be supported by scientific evidence.

In the opinion of the ASA, if the cream was being martketed as an “alternative to surgery”, then the consumer could reasonably expect the product to provide approximately equivalent results, given the bold claims that were being made for the product.

The ASA stated, ” Because we had not seen satisfactory evidence for those effects, we concluded that the claims were misleading”

Christmas Blessings

Whether this is a true story or note, I believe that these kind of things happen at Christmas. And I believe in the power of prayer.

In September 1960, I woke up one morning with six hungry babies and just
75 cents in my pocket.


Their father was gone.


The boys ranged from three months to seven years; their sister was two.


Their Dad had never been much more than a presence they feared.

Whenever they heard his tires crunch on the gravel driveway they would
scramble to hide under their beds.

He did manage to leave $15 a week to buy groceries.

Now that he had decided to leave, there would be no more beatings, but no
food either.

If there was a welfare system in effect in southern Indiana at that time,
I certainly knew nothing about it.


I scrubbed the kids until they looked brand new and then put on my best
homemade dress, loaded them into the rusty old 51 Chevy and drove off to
find a job.

The seven of us went to every factory, store and restaurant in our small
town.


No luck.

The kids stayed crammed into the car and tried to be quiet while I tried
to convince who ever would listen that I was willing to learn or do
anything. I had to have a job.

Still no luck. The last place we went to, just a few miles out of town,
was an old Root Beer Barrel drive-in that had been converted to a truck
stop.


It was called the Big Wheel.

An old lady named Granny owned the place and she peeked out of the window
from time to time at all those kids.

She needed someone on the graveyard shift, 11 at night until seven in the
morning.

She paid 65 cents an hour, and I could start that night.

I raced home and called the teenager down the street that baby-sat for
people.

I bargained with her to come and sleep on my sofa for a dollar a night.

She could arrive with her pajamas on and the kids would already be asleep

This seemed like a good arrangement to her, so we made a deal.

That night when the little ones and I knelt to say our prayers, we all
thanked God for finding Mommy a job. And so I started at the Big Wheel.

When I got home in the mornings I woke the baby-sitter up and sent her
home with one dollar of my tip money-- fully half of what I averaged every
night.

As the weeks went by, heating bills added a strain to my meager wage.

The tires on the old Chevy had the consistency of penny balloons and began
to leak. I had to fill them with air on the way to work and again every
morning before I could go home.

One bleak fall morning, I dragged myself to the car to go home and found
four tires in the back seat. New tires!

There was no note, no nothing, just those beautiful brand new tires.

Had angels taken up residence in Indiana ? I wondered.

I made a deal with the local service station.

In exchange f or his mounting the new tires, I would clean up his office.

I remember it took me a lot longer to scrub his floor than it did for him
to do the tires.

I was now working six nights instead of five and it still wasn't enough.


Christmas was coming and I knew there would be no money for toys for the
kids.

I found a can of red paint and started repairing and painting some old
toys. Then I hid them in the basement so there would be something for
Santa to deliver on Christmas morning.

Clothes were a worry too. I was sewing patches on top of patches on the
boys pants and soon they would be too far gone to repair.

On Christmas Eve the usual customers were drinking coffee in the Big
Wheel. There were the truckers, Les, Frank, and Jim, and a state trooper
named Joe.

A few musicians were hanging around after a gig at the Legion and were
dropping nickels in the pinball machine.

The regulars all just sat around and talked through the wee hours of the
morning and then left to get home before the sun came up.

When it was time for me to go home at seven o'clock on Christmas morning,

to my amazement, my old battered Chevy was filled full to the top with
boxes of all shapes and sizes.


I quickly opened the driver's side door, crawled inside and kneeled in the

front facing the back seat.

Reaching back, I pulled off the lid of the top box.

Inside was whole case of little blue jeans, sizes 2-10!

I looked inside another box: It was full of shirts to go with the jeans.

Then I peeked inside some of the other boxes. There was candy and nuts and
bananas and bags of groceries. There was an enormous ham for baking, and
canned vegetables and potatoes.
There was pudding and Jell-O and cookies, pie filling and flour. There was
whole bag of lau ndry supplies and cleaning items.

And there were five toy trucks and one beautiful little doll.

As I drove back through empty streets as the sun slowly rose on the most
amazing Christmas Day of my life, I was sobbing with gratitude.

And I will never forget the joy on the faces of my little ones that
precious morning.

Yes, there were angels in Indiana that long-ago December. And they all
hung out at the Big Wheel truck stop.

THE POWER OF PRAYER. I believe that God only gives three answers to
prayer:

1. 'Yes!'

2. 'Not yet.'

3. 'I have something better in mind.'


God still sits on the throne, the devil is a liar.

You maybe going through a tough time right now but God is getting ready to
bless you in a way that you cannot imagine.

This prayer is powerful, and prayer is one of the best gifts we receive.
There is no cost but a lot of rewards

Let's continue to pray for one another. Here is the prayer:.


Father, I ask You to bless my friends, relatives and email buddies reading
this right now. Show them a new revelation of Your love and power.
Amen.

Craft Shows in Michigan Economy

This post will be a little different from my normal posts about skin.

This weekend I did a two day craft show in Davison, MI selling a jewelry line which has always done well in the past. But this quarter has been a different story.

I left Saturday morning, bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready for a wonderful weekend of selling. It wasn't suppose to snow till later in the day and then only about 1 inch so I knew the drive would be easy. It wasn't snowing when I left the house, but as I turned out of the driveway the first snow flakes came down. Looked at my watch - no it was only 6:50 a.m. so that couldn't be snow. Well the snow was coming from the west, and oh yes I was heading west north or do you say northwest? Directions are not my forte so that's why I have a trusty GPS system that tells me where to go. Without it I am totally lost.

So my easy drive was more of a nightmare with lots of pretty snow and no salt trucks in sight. Took longer than anticipated but still smiling. Trust me unloading merchandise for a craft show in snow is not one of my favorite things. The perfect hairdo is now wet and soon to be fuzz but still keeping a positive attitude that this will be a great day, different than the past 2 months because we are close to Christmas now.

It snowed ALL DAY non-stop so of course that kept crowds away. Or would they have come had it not been snowing? I've been watching a trend here especially this quarter, crowds are much smaller than in previous years. My wireless credit card machine has been gathering dust except for the occasional debit card. In previous years saw very little cash exchanged, but this year cash has made a big comeback. The one phrase I heard a lot this show was "I have to look thru the entire show to see what purchase (note not plural) I want to make. Only brought so much cash". And the purchases were for other people as gifts, not shopping for themselves.

When I walked the show all vendors/crafters had their merchandise on large discounts. That was the only way they could make sales. Now for many vendors/crafters this is their only means of income since they have been downsized from their jobs. So there were a lot of unhappy faces I came across, worried faces.

But I was smiling, why? Because jewelry is a side line for me. My main concern is skin care with a direct sales company that has been awesome. The products work, the doctors are well known, people want to keep their skin looking good (skincare does not decline during recessions), and the gift I can offer people of having a good business in this decline makes me feel good about the business opportunity I am offering them. The timing is good because companies like this thrive during recessions. I know that I am helping people and that makes me smile.

The company, Rodan and Fields Dermatologists. If you want more information check my website or contact me and I would be happy to talk with you. http://cevans.myrandf.com or email me at carolevans19@gmail.com.

Stress and Wrinkles

We all are aware of how stress can affect our bodies...headaches, upset stomach, etc. And in the past few weeks many people have been under unbelievable stress with foreclosures, stock losses, and such. But did you ever consider that stress also creates wrinkles and in a matter of weeks you could look 5 to 6 years older. Ouch!

Well there is something you can do about it. Take time to pamper yourself. Do deep breathing exercises. And speaking of exercise, yes that's a great stress reliever. Learn to sleep on your back because those creases in your morning face will eventually become wrinkles. Read positive books and have positive thoughts.

And take care of your skin. Rodan and Fields Dermatologists have a great Anti-Age line that will actually change the width and depth of your wrinkles. http://tinyurl.com/5u2f72

History of the Tan!

Before 1930 tanned skin represented the working class people and you did not want to be associated in that category. The whiter the skin the better!! In fact, at one time women took arsenic which made them become anemic and therefore very pale. Wow! Talk about extremes!!

In 1930 bathing suits covered almost everything. Maybe a little knee showed now and then. But Coco Channel changed everything - by accident. She was the fashion icon. She had been on a yacht for several days and had inadvertently gotten too much sun on her face. When she stepped off the yacht, the paparazzi were there to capture a tanned face. So began the search to get the perfect tan.

Bathing suits shrank and no longer was the tan associated with the working class. Now it represented the leisure of the wealthy class. As suits got smaller and smaller, skin cancer increased.

There is no such thing as a healthy tan. The uva rays penetrate deep and cause damage that can't be seen for years but is just lurking there ready to come out. I have a tool that can show you the damage that is under the skin. It's not what you see - but what you don't see. What you can see is just the tip of the iceberg!

Good News - Rodan and Fields Dermatologists has a regimen that REVERSES the damage caused by the sun. It is called.....drumbeat......REVERSE! (Imagine that) and it WORKS.
Check it out at my website www.cevans.myrandf.com or email me at carolevans19@gmail.com and I'll be happy to answer your questions.

I really want to help you, because it has helped me so much and I believe in "paying it forward".