The random brilliance of a bored adolescent.

Long Time No See (renovation update) September 13, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Well, as you might have noticed, my blog was not working out too well. I was busy and there was no feedback given. This said- I am NOT deleting the blog. I am rather re-inventing it into something that I can share more readily. I will stay true to my initial promise of not ranting about useless things, but I am still unsure what this will turn into.

I will, as always, keep you all posted as I work to create a more cohesive and successful blog.

As always,

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay! signing off.

Have a whirlwind week.


The Eighth {OFFICIAL POST} June 27, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Eighth {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. The summer is kicking off and so is the blog- keep reading and keep getting involved! I love to hear suggestions for the Cutie, questions about fashion, and even feedback on the story. I know its not really making sense, but I do promise that in time it will all pull together.

And so, without any more ado, I present to you The Eighth {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

This weeks cutie comes to us from my favorite television show of all time- Bones. I cannot believe I haven’t used this one yet! He’s a beautiful specimen of man and he’s a good ‘ol Catholic boy!

Well of course I’m talking about Booth!

Special Agent Seeley Booth is tough guy, former sniper, with a big heart. He enjoys comic books in the bath tub, playing with his young son Parker, and of course, working cases with Dr. Temperance Brennan (whom he fondly calls Bones). He’s the real deal and we love him for it. (Of course, his super sexy bod does help as well.)

Well needless to say, Booth you have won our hearts. Here’s to you Special Agent Seeley Booth, you are this week’s cutie.

Fashion Emergency:

Hey guys! I haven’t received any fashion emergencies this week so I’m going to give you a little introduction to a small endeavor I’m working on.

Do you have a blouse that just doesn’t have the pizzazz you’re looking for? Or maybe you have a dress that you just wish had different straps? Maybe you just need a pair of pants hemmed or a skirt.

Well, never you fear! Miss Maggie Mae is on her way!

If you have clothing alterations that need to be made at a decent price, then just send me an email to arrange an appointment. I will offer my sewing services to you at low prices.

My specialties are in dress re-vamps and fix-its.

Happy Fashion,

Miss Maggie Mae Kay

The Story:

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay

A Flash Forward

“Hey mom! I’m going over to Malthy’s! Be back by ten!” It had taken years, but the girl had at last grasped onto the local vernacular and became, well, somewhat normal. She was, of course, no where near being completely normal. After all, humans generally cannot fly.

“Alright dear! Have fun!” the now ‘pushing-40’ Margaret called from the living room. She was situated comfortably in an armchair with a glass of whiskey on the rocks clasped gently in her right hand. Now retired, she moved her small family to out to the rural unknown. They were now far away from any ugly city birds and busy body neighbors. She was now free to simply relax at home with her 16-year-old daughter as her only companion.

‘Alone at last.’ She thought to herself while taking a sip from the glass. ‘All alone.’


“Hey baby!” Mir called to the old pick up truck. She ran to the driver’s side door with its open window. She leaned into it for a kiss and received one promptly.

“Hello beautiful.” Their eyes latched onto each others as if the entire world would collapse if they blinked. He rested his chocolate hand gently on her vanilla cheek and rubbed it with his callused thumb. It was then that the spark was lit, the one that is within each of our hearts. It’s a stubborn tinder that will only ever take for one person. It creates a burning inferno of passion and care.

As Mir felt the fire burn, a smile stretched across her face. She knew that this was love. A smile can say more than words ever could, and it is indescribable what her’s were speaking. At that moment, there was a symphony issuing from them; a symphony of smiles, a symphony of love, and a love burning bright.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. They can be about anything fashion related! Keep an eye open next week for The Ninth {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a stupendous week!


The Seventh {OFFICIAL POST} June 13, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Seventh {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. Now you’re probably wondering, “Hey! Miss Maggie Mae Kay! Why wasn’t there a super-cool post last weekend? Well folks, here’s your answer – Last week I was in Sunny California. I was spending the weekend on Catalina Island for my sister’s wedding, and cannot express how happy I am for her. Congrats Mr. and Mrs. Bergman!

I hadn’t had any time since to work on the blog and so was unable to put a post up. I apologize for this. The rest of my summer is looking fantastic and less chaotic, so hopefully I won’t have any more delays. (One can only hope of course.)

Now last time brought quite a bit of confusion with the story. That said, I’m going to take the time and spend quite a bit of this weeks post on the story. It will all make sense soon, I promise! So, without any more ado, I present to you The Seventh {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

I had a hell of a time coming up with a cutie. I started with something vague and then ended up with Cary Elwes. Needless to say, this is not where my mind stayed.

No, this week does not bring us another foreign man (this one being well past his prime), this week brings us a man so passionate, so devoted, so gosh-darn talented that only TV could bring him to life.

Mr. Shu. (Or Schuester if you like to be proper.)

Yes, Mr. Shu is a man to whom we can all look up to. He’s your typical American cutie pie- he married his high school sweetheart, divorced her, slept around, and led a Glee club to…well… near victory. Yes, he’s everything a gal could ask for. Honest, loving, caring, gorgeous, and he can speak a foreign language… kind of. (I mean he teaches Spanish and it’s hard to say if that’s really a foreign language or not.)

But in any case, he is a winner in our hearts and in this blog.

Here’s to you Mr. Shu, you’re this week’s cutie.

Fashion Emergency (formerly ‘Fashion Re-Do):

Due to the course this section has taken, I’ve decided to give it a more appropriate name. Enjoy!

Miss Maggie Mae Kay,

I’ve been invited to a “jazz party”, and they describe the suggested costume for women as being a ‘shapeless dress’, which, as we both know, is not the most flattering type of dress for me as I am plus sized. I figured that this would be fun for you– a period costume from the jazz age, modified for today’s curvy woman. I wish you were here so we could do this in person…


Well Lana,

I wasn’t exactly sure how to answer this one so I had to look up some ideas and I found a descriptive picture that I think is absolutely perfect. It tells you exactly what to look for in your dress. So here it is!

I hope this was helpful!

Good luck,

Miss Maggie Mae Kay

The Story:

Now, now story got a little confusing for A LOT of people last week, so this week I will be more or less re-explaining what’s going on. I hope this helps!

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay

An Explanation

Margaret had heard the girl count down. She had heard the springs in the old chair whine as she jumped. She didn’t look up from her research, but kept an ear open for the impact. She strained now for the sound of something hitting the floor, but none came. Her eyes tore away from the pages in front of them and what they saw was nothing short of shocking. Three feet above the carpeted floor hung the young girl in mid-air, smiling. She dropped her papers and rubbed her eyes. ‘Perhaps I shouldn’t have had that glass of wine,” she thought to herself.

“Look mother!” The young girl was now pushing the air behind her so to move forward. She was flying.

“But … how?” Margaret raced for an answer in her mind, and it landed on a feather; feather white and pure; a feather that had been a symbol of peace in her family for three generations. This was the same feather that she had thrown into a random mix of what had somehow become this girl. Her boss still had no idea what she had created. No one did, and it would be better it stay that way. No one was ready for this. It took months for Margaret to come up with any reasonable plan and even that had been changed.

She used what she could, extracted what she could, and in one final desperate act, added that feather and Mathias’ small brown curl- a gift from his mother as it were. That was that. She left her mish mash in the dark- all alone in that lab, for three years. By that point, Mathias had become a clouded memory and her job called her to more research than experimentation. In fact, in was merely an accident that she had stumbled upon the girl at all. No one had been in that lab in those years. It was seldom used, which was why she had chosen it for her experiments in the first place. She had meant to go one corridor further to collect some specimens from storage.

Even though she had stumbled upon her purely by accident, she had not regretted it. In fact, it was her saving moment. Without it, that last spark of brilliance within her would have gone out completely, but as it were, the fire had been completely rekindled. She loved this girl as strange as she was, and was ready to take on any peculiarities that she may have. Mir Beaumont was the beginning of her new life.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. They can be about anything fashion related! Keep an eye open next week for The Eighth {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have an exciting week!


The Sixth {OFFICIAL POST} May 31, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Sixth {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. I know this is a couple days late, I fully apologize. I have been moving the past few days and it has left me completely drained. I would also like to mention that from now on posts will be posted on Saturday mornings rather than the usual Fridays. So, without any more ado, I present to you The Sixth {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

Well hello there! Welcome to this week’s Cutie!

This weeks cutie is ….

Zefron is not and never shall be the cutie of the week. (

…not Zefron. Thank you.

Fashion Re-Do:

Now, this week left me with no fashion mail at all. I am, however, prepared to give you some good old summer advice for re-vamping a dingy wardrobe.

If you are anything like me, you are always trying to find ways to make a wardrobe new again. In my experience, the best time to do this is during the late spring and throughout the summer. This is what we savvy shoppers refer to as “Rummage Sale Season!” So here are some tips to get the most out of a rummage sale adventure:

  • Check out any online Classifieds, Newspapers, and even Craigslist for sales in your area. Be sure to read the descriptions as well. Map out five to ten good matches in close proximity to each other, get your friends together, and check them out.
  • Another helpful thing is to go through your clothes before hand. Try things on. If they don’t fit, keep it in mind to replace them. If they just don’t fit your style, think of ways to change them.
  • Keep a list in your head- or even on paper- along with a budget, and then shop away!

I would also like to extend to those of you in the cities the offer of my services if you are looking to have some clothes re-vamped. This is my specialty and I would be more than happy to help you out. For more information about this, please email me at

Thank you all for catching up and good luck to you in any shopping adventures that come your way!

Like what you read? If you have a fashion question in need of an answer, please email me! My email can be found on the Be A Part! page.

The Story:

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay


There was darkness, warm and inviting yet slightly foreboding. There was only darkness. One thought passed and one eye opened. The one eye closed as the blinding light seeped in. The darkness was once more, but was now found to be uninviting and cold. One eye opened, followed by a second, and then squinted. The eyes grew accustomed to the lights as one finger flexed, soon followed by the rest. One door opened as one woman entered the room holding one tray. One thought passed as one word escaped, “mother?”


Margaret doped the tray that she had been carrying. Looking over to the examination bed she saw the product of her work: a little girl with feather soft brown curls and skin as white as snow. Her large blue eyes were now completely open and had adapted to the lab’s bright lights. She had spoken.

“Mother?” She spoke again. Her voice sounded like a dream: young and wise, wiser than Margaret could ever hope to be. “That is the proper title for a woman creator- is it not?” Her voice, so youthful and yet so adult, sent a single shiver down Margaret’s back.

“Yes, that is correct.” She finally responded.

“I thought as much. And what name is it that I shall be referred to? As I am a being of thought and soul it is custom that I too should have a name.” She was right of course and Margaret was left speechless. The fact that anything had come of her desperate experiment was miracle enough, but a fully functional being was beyond even her comprehension.

“It appears you are right of course. You are a reflection of the man known as your father, that is for sure, but have my eyes as it should be.” She pondered a moment on these thoughts. “I am also one for traditions when fitting and so an “m” name it shall also be.” And that’s when it dawned on her. “Miranda. I shall call you Miranda.”

“I find that a lovely fit, but would much prefer a shortened version if you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. I shall refer to you as Mir, if that so pleases you.”

“That pleases me well, thank you mother.”

Margaret’s stomach lurched: she was the m word.


Mir sat in front of the large window that over-looked the entire city. It had been three months since she had awoken for the first time, and she only grew more intelligent. Her mind, now fully developed, was now making advanced connections, connections that proved even beyond Margaret’s comprehension. Margaret found it best to simply challenge the girl to her limit, spark an interest in discovery.

The young girl was contemplating the inner-workings of the skyscrapers when one ugly city bird flew past the window. It had caught her off guard, but hadn’t frightened her, as very little seemed to. She examined the fat bird as it eyed up the cobwebs on the ledge, deciding whether or not they would be considered food. Convinced it would not taste good, the lonely and fat city bird took off to another building, barely flapping its wings as it went.

“Mother,” her tone insinuated a question. “How is it that birds can fly but people cannot? Why is it that I cannot fly as the fat city-bird does?”

It took Margaret a few moments longer than usual to come up with an appropriate answer.

“Well, I suppose it has to do with bone density. You see, dear, birds are born with hallow bones and feathery wings to help then soar.”

“But how is it that I cannot do as he does. He must weigh more than any swallow in the country.” She pondered for an answer, and one came.

“Well, why can’t you?” She smirked and pointed to the tall chair in the opposite corner. “Go on, give it try then.” Mir caught on to the challenge and went into the other room, when she returned, she held to kite’s in her hands. She strapped one to each her arms and stood upon the chair.

“Three, two, one,” she called. And on one, she jumped and flapped, expecting a cold hard floor to soon be beneath her feet. It never came, and one first smile crept along her one set of perfect lips.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. They can be about anything fashion related! Keep an eye open next week for The Seventh {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a splendid week!


The Fifth {OFFICIAL POST} May 20, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Fifth {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. Now last week we took a breather (completely the fault of those horrid exams). I trust that everyone’s exams went well and that you are all settled down for a wonderful summer. Thanks to the weather lately, this has been made easy. (Yay hot and humid weather! … wait…). So, without any more ado, I present to you The Fifth {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

Well hello there! Welcome to this week’s Cutie!

Okay, I know that I have been presenting you with famous (or at least semi-famous) hotties, but today I present you with someone near and dear to me: my best (and newly available) buddy, Cody Kueker. I met Cody last semester in an Ethics class where we quickly exchange insults; needless to say we made an instant connection.

Cody is a romantic fellow who enjoys writing wonderful poetry, reading quirky books, and taking long walks. He’s recently become, in his own words, “liberated” and let me tell yah, he’s a keeper ladies!

So here’s to you Cody, you’re this weeks cutie! Congrats bro!

Cody Kueker- Cutie of the Week May 21, 2010

Fashion Re-Do:

This week I received an email from a good friend of mine:

Miss Maggie Mae Kay,

I always over-pack for events and I’m going on a church mission trip pretty far away from home. It’s over the summer, and we’ll be doing manual labor. There have always been cute guys on my work crew; however, we’re on an Indian Reservation this year, so the normal dress code for church is even stricter. What kind of shorts should I wear?!? They have to be cute, small enough to pack lightly, modest, and not expensive because they’re going to get dirty while I’m doing work.


Well Abby,

I’ve had troubles with over-packing as well. I always find it best, in situations like this, to buy one or two bottoms from Goodwill or St. Vincent de Paul thrift stores. You will be sure to find what you’re looking for and for at least half what department stores will ask.

The type of shorts you should keep in mind would be a Bermuda cut. This short comes to right above the knee, so modesty should be a non-issue with them. They can be found in lighter fabrics and will still help to keep you cool when the weather gets hot. Capris- cut right below the knee- would also be an appropriate choice. They will take up more room, but will cover the other criteria. Each can be a flattering cut, and both are modest.

I hope this was helpful!

Good luck,

Miss Maggie Mae Kay

Like what you read? If you have a fashion question in need of an answer, please email me! My email can be found on the Be A Part! page.

The Story:

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay

The End in the Beginning

It all ended with a piece of paper, complete with a gold seal. Margaret sat in the back of the church viewing a garnished wood box with what she presumed to be her ex-fiancée inside. It was now July 6th, 1944. Two months since the wedding date, one month since his death. He never even told his family that she left him. He led them to believe that the date had been postponed. Everyday his mother called. All she wanted was a connection; Margaret wished she could give it to her.


“Margaret? It’s getting late, shouldn’t you be heading home?” Dr. Evanston had almost turned the lights off on the young woman in the lab. For the past few months she had completely immersed herself into her work to the point that he was worried for her health.

Margaret jumped having not expected a voice.

“I’m sorry sir.” She shook herself out of it. “I’m, I’m just so close, you see, and….”

“Go home girl. Catch yourself some sleep. You’re starting to resemble a ghost.” She examined her skin, it had indeed become bleak. She hung her head.

“Perhaps you’re right sir. I’ll only be a minute more.” She forced a smile, and he returned the favor. As she returned to her studies, Dr. Evanston shook his head and left.


Her eyes had become gray. Her skin was now the same color as the feather she donned on her jacket. No one understood its meaning anymore, at least not here. She scratched her head in an attempt to remain awake. She thought back to her childhood; how she cherished those days. Her mother and father had died when she was very young, and so she had gone to live with her grandparents, Matthew and Mollie Beaumont, in Zürich, Switzerland.

Life was happy and simple for her there, and seemed as if it would never change. When she was sixteen, her grandfather passed away. The day he died was the day Mollie told Margaret the tale of the feather.

A year later, Mollie followed her husband and Margaret was left alone with a feather.


She bent over her work, almost crone-like. It had been two months since the funeral. She could not tear herself away from the work. She was so close. She new she was! Suddenly a thought passed behind her dying eyes, and lit a new light in them. She stood up strait with a new confidence. From her pocket she removed a lock of hair, and from her lapel she removed the token from her past. She placed them within the experiment and satisfied she went home for a well deserved rest.

It all ended with a feather placed lovingly with the remnants of a lover.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. Keep an eye open next week for The Sixth {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a liberating week!



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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The {OFFICIAL FINALS POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. It has come to the time when we students really just want to rip our brains out and laze about doing nothing. I know for me I’ve spent the last few days convinced it was Friday. Finals Week should be re-named national insanity week. That said, this weeks blog is about distracting you from studying and giving you your well needed break. So, without any more ado, I present to you The {OFFICIAL FINALS POST}.


Here are some of my favorite YouTube videos.

(I highly recommend his channels, SHUTUPDENNIS and JacksFilms.)

(His other rants, especially the one on pop music, are hilarious)

(You will love his other countdowns. He knows what he’s talking about.)

(Go to their website posted on their channel page to download the soundtrack FOR FREE!)


Warning: These are highly addictive….

This is an old Microsoft game my family had on our first computer. It’s a skill game, and like the disclaimer reads, highly addictive. For more versions click on the white tabs on the bottom!

It’s a pretty self explanatory game. I highly recommend the Obama game found below the game.


That’s all I’ve got for you this week. Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions for next week when we continue as usual. Check back next week for The Fifth {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a relaxing week!


The Third {OFFICIAL POST} May 8, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Third {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. As most of you know, its getting that infamous time of year entitled “Finals Week!” That said, I regret to state that this weeks post was delayed. I can fully promise, however, that I will be right back on track this upcoming Friday with a regular post. So, without any more ado, I present to you The Third {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

Well hello there! Welcome to this week’s Cutie!

[SPOILER ALERT: book 7] *if you have not read the seventh Harry Potter book and plan to, please be noted I am going to give away a part of the end.*

Now, as most of you probably don’t know, Sunday May 2, 2010 was the celebration of the defeat of Lord Voldemort. This makes me sound like a complete nerd, and I would like to point out that I am one and proud of it.

For those of you who have read the seventh book, you know that during this battle many of the most beloved characters perished. One in particular that most of us are particularly fond of was the late great Fred Weasley.

Here was a man who could make us laugh and swoon all in one sentence… most likely due to one of his practical jokes executed brilliantly alongside his twin George.

Fred, we all appreciate what you have done for the world of magic. Your sacrifice is taken with a heavy heart, but also with the utmost respect. Rest in Peace Fred, may you find peace in the big joke shop in the sky.

Cutie of the Week May 8, 2010: Fred Weasley (James Phelps) (, May 8, 2010)

Fashion Re-Do:

This week I received an email from an old schoolmate of mine:

Miss Maggie Mae Kay,
I’m a camp counselor for this summer, and I have a $100 gift certificate to Gap.  I really want some nice clothes, but I’m not sure what to do because I’m a camp counselor and I don’t want my clothes to get ruined.  A second question:  I’m not sure how to layer my clothes.  I have a bunch of t-shirts and a few polos and button downs.  How can I get the maximum amount of outfits from this collection and what should I buy to get more stuff that is good for all seasons that I can layer that is cheapest?

Well Michael,

Whenever you have a gift certificate to a store, it’s always best to check out their website first; this way you can have an idea of what you want before you head into the store.

That said, I think with being a Camp Counselor you should steer more towards dark graphic tees. Stains will be practically invisible or assumed to be a part of the shirt. They are also easy to layer- as you said this was another of your concerns. You can easily put a complimenting button up shirt over it or a complimenting polo underneath. When the weather turns cold, you can also wear a long sleeved tee-shirt underneath.

So keep an eye open for long-sleeve tee-shirts and dark graphic tees. They well help you to expand your wardrobe and will be an easy fit for your summer job.

I hope this was helpful!

Good luck,

Miss Maggie Mae Kay

Like what you read? If you have a fashion question in need of an answer, please email me! My email can be found on the Be A Part! page.

The Story:

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay

The Beginning in an Ending.

It all started with a piece of paper, complete with a dapper little seal. Mathias held the paper in one hand, and his head was in the other. He heard the front door open and the familiar clicking of Margaret’s heels across the linoleum floors. He couldn’t move.

“Mathias?” She called from the Kitchen, one room away from where Mathias sat. She entered the living room and saw him holding the piece of paper. The seal caught the light. She had to hold herself up. It couldn’t be.

“I ship out for camp in a month.” He finally said raising his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes. He caught the eye of his fiancée as it dripped a lonely tear.

“But, the wedding…” she blubbered, wiping away the water from her cheek.

“We’ll have to change… change the date.” He was breaking her heart. He was breaking her.

“No! There must be a way out of it!” She reached into her purse and pulled out a white feather. “Remember the feather? My grandparents raised me to believe in something pure, a world without anger or violence.”

“There’s nothing I can do about it Margaret! It’s the law! I have to go.” He held his head once more. “You’re grandfather had a choice, I don’t.”

“You can run.” She said pinning the feather to her lapel.

“No, Margaret. You can, but this isn’t my marathon. This is my reality.” He stood up. “I signed up for this; it was only a matter of time before it happened.”

“Then that’s it then.” She said. “I’ll see you at work.”

With that, Margaret headed towards the door stopping only at a small table to slip off her ring.

“Goodbye Mathias.” She said leaving it on the table, and then she was gone.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. Keep an eye open next week for The Fourth {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a magical week!


The Second {OFFICIAL POST} April 30, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The Second {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. Thank you so much for your support last week! I was left astonished with a grand total of 279 views! Thank you all so very much, and continue to tell everyone about it! I can’t do it without you all! So, without any more ado, I present to you The Second {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

Well hello there! Welcome to this week’s Cutie!

Before I reveal the Cutie to you, watch this video and see if you recognize anyone…

(December 19, 2009 — Music video by Rooney performing When Did Your Heart Go Missing?. (C) 2007 Geffen Records)

Give up? Maybe this picture will help you out.

Princess Diaries (© 2001 - Disney Enterprises, Inc. - All Rights Reserved)

That’s right! This weeks Cutie as best known for his role as the charming love interest, Michael Moscovitz, in Disney’s ® The Princess Diares (2001). Robert Schwartzman, apart from being an actor, is the front-man of the up-in-coming band, Rooney, best known for their song “When Did Your Heart Go Missing,” featured in the Warner Brother’s ® Nancy Drew (2007) soundtrack.

Robert is everything a girl could want; he comes from a famous family (one of his cousins is Nicholas Cage!), has a successful band, a great career, and an epically handsome face. He is the whole package. Good luck on the band Mr. Schwartzman, and congratulations. You are this week’s Cutie.

Robert Schwartzman, The Cutie of the Week April 30, 2010. (, April 29, 2010.)

Fashion Re-Do:

Hey guys! Now, before I begin, I’d like to remind you that it really helps if you send in your fashion questions. It can be anything! I was forced to delve into my past experiences once more for you this week, but hopefully next week I’ll have a question to answer. Check out the Be A Part! page to find my email. Thank you!

Now, on to the Re-Do!

Seeing as it’s just about that time of year, I’ve decided to devote this weeks Re-Do to prom. That’s right, prom!

Last year, I was running tight on my budget so I was able to pull together some cheap fix-it’s to make the perfect prom for me.

The Dress:

Dresses for prom do not come cheap. That is, unless, you buy one from Goodwill! This is exactly what I did. I recommend going in January, and looking closely. I almost missed my dress! Also, keep in mind that you will be spending ten dollars at the most so any alterations will be no problamo! You’d be amazed at what you will find. I altered my dress myself, and had a blast doing it.

The Flowers:

For this crisis I did the easiest thing I could think of: fake flowers and ribbon. I had them laying around my room, but believe me, it’s so easy to find the perfect flower that will last forever, and it’s relatively inexpensive.

For the boutonniere, just take a swatch from your dress to match the color of the flower and the ribbon. You’ll probably need about 4 yds. of ribbon depending on its width and pick a flower bud that is no taller than your thumb. The stem length does not matter as you will cut off most of it, leaving an inch and a half left from the bud. This is the time where you take the ribbon and wind it around and around until it reaches about half and inch onto the bottom of the bud. Make sure there is no stem showing and that it looks pleasant to your eyes.

For the corsage, I recommend taking a wide ribbon and making a bow (as fancy a bow as you’d like) attached to a hair tie. Make the bow about medium size and make sure it coordinates with the boutonniere and the dress.

Right: Corsage Example; Left: Boutonniere Example (sorry for the bad quality guys!)

Always remember that the best way to the perfect prom is to just have fun. Don’t stress over your image! The more fun you have, the better you’ll look!

I hope this was helpful to all you prom goers! If you have any more questions, please email me! My email can be found on the Be A Part! page.

The Story:

Hey everyone! Glad you’re still reading. Now, onto the main event:

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay

The Real Beginning.

It all started with a glass of wine, gratefully held up to a pair of painted red lips. The owner of the lips was down to the fringe of her sanity. Surrounding her was the cackling, cawing group of gossips known as either the stereo-typical woman, or the potential in-laws. She didn’t care too much for this part of a relationship. Meeting families always annoyed her. She was not a typical woman, nor did she ever plan on being one.

“So, Miss Margaret,” The mother of the household said with her southern twang. “I know that you and my Mathias met at work, but what is it that you exactly do? Are you a receptionist of sorts?”

This had been what she was afraid of. This was the moment of truth. This was a family built on the southern tradition of the wife and mother, the sexist charm of staying at home while the husband slaved to bring home the bacon. They would not approve of her. Margaret was well aware of this, so that was not the issue. It was how they would show their disapproval.

“I work alongside Mathias in the lab.” She said in her cool New England accent. She was not ashamed of a single thing.

“Oh! A lab assistant! How exciting!” Mrs. Cleaver responded. Margaret shook her head.

“No, no. I’m a scientist, ma’am. I have been doing some work on something called genetics along with your son.” The table was silent. This was, surprisingly, a good reaction. This meant that they were confused and not offended.

“Oh, uh, well…” The mother was at a loss for words. “Well Miss Beaumont, you are quite the visionary.”

“Thank you ma’am, and its Doctor Beaumont.”

“Doctor? Doctor of what?”

“Biology.” She had them hooked. Hooked! She couldn’t believe it! They were actually astonished by her success. Margaret was going to be a part of the Cleaver family.


“So, have you thought of a date yet for the wedding?” Margaret asked casually to her fiancé as she carefully mixed some chemicals in an Erlenmeyer flask.

“How about May 6, 1944,” he said with a fake British accent. Mathias looked over to see her smile. Her eyes widened as the contents turned purple and she began to stir.

“May sixth sounds lovely dear.” She narrowed her eyes and smirked. “I think I’ve found something.”

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! Please check out the Be A Part! page and send me your fashion questions. Keep an eye open next week for The Third {OFFICIAL POST}!

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have an epic week!


The First {OFFICIAL POST} April 22, 2010

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Hello One and All!

Welcome to The First {OFFICIAL POST} of Miss Maggie Mae Kay’s {OFFICIAL BLOG}. Its taken several drafts for me to finally come up with a concrete plan, but expect it to change as time goes on. My mind is a continuous craze of brilliance and I hope the blog will match that quality to a tee.  So, without any more ado! I present to you The First {OFFICIAL POST}.

The Cutie of the Week:

For those of you who know me best, you know that I am hopelessly boy crazy. That said, each week I will present to you my Cutie of the Week.

This weeks cutie deserves a slight introduction, otherwise you may not know him at all.

I’m sure that if you’re anything like me, you’ve watched your fair share of Muppet Movies. I know I still watch them every chance I get. This weeks cutie is best known for his role in Muppet’s Treasure Island as non-other than the prepubescent orphaned hero, Jim Hawkins. Unfortunately, his prepubescent qualities (high voice being one of them) caused his character to be mistaken as a young girl often.

Today, Kevin Bishop is a British comedian with is own Mad-TV-esque skit based television show and has grown-up into quite the hunk. Those sparkling eyes that took most young girls’ breaths away are now coupled with a deeper voice and a nice patch of scruff on his manly mandible, and not to mention that gorgeous dirty blonde hair of his.

I am a sucker for the blonde haired, blue-eyed golden boys, so here’s to you Mr. Bishop. You are this week’s cutie.

Cutie of the Week April 23, 2010

Fashion Re-Do:

Now, for this week’s Fashion Re-Do, I’m going to have to use a personal experience. HOWEVER! Please send me your fashion crisis and I will help you to find an easy and inexpensive way to fix-it. You can find more information about this on the Be a Part! page, found on the tab at the top of the page.

So, onto the Re-Do!

A few weeks ago, while on Spring Break, I found myself in need of a large belt, the kind you wear at your waist. So how did I fix this fashion disaster (in time for my sister’s bridal shower the next day)? Simple!

I rushed to my closet and found an old purse that I hadn’t used in eons, took a seam ripper to the straps, cut a little here, sewed the halves together, and viola! I had me a cute belt!

Purse Belt- (Special thanks to Alysia and Nick!)

This one was a little more complicated, but if you like where I’m coming from, send in your disasters and I’ll help you out!

The Story:

As a writer, I have thousands of stories running through my head. One in particular has been in there for about three years and I need to get it down on paper. Each week I will give you an excerpt of the story. Feel free to let me know what you think! Just check out the Be a Part! page.

What it Means to be a Beaumont

By Miss Maggie Mae Kay


It all started with a feather, white as snow and proudly worn. Then a young man, he stood a tall six feet and even taller given the pride of his stride. The sight of him was enough to make anyone turn a head, but the feather is what stopped the women in their tracks.

Matthew Beaumont wore a sign of cowardice upon his lapel with the courage of the most medaled soldier in the trenches. The women, with their baskets full of feathers, stared in astonishment unsure of how to take this. Just who did he think he was?

While they stared and wondered, one of them took note of his apparent bravery and at that moment, her blue eyes became ten times brighter. She dropped her basket to the ground, carefully picked the biggest of the bunch, and placed it in her hair. She then took the arm of the handsome young man, and shared in his pride.

This is how it all began. The first of the great Beaumonts, Matthew and his young bride Mollie took pride in their disgust of the war and their stress on equality for all. This extreme forward thinking became the tradition for the family, and to think, it all started with a feather.

To be continued….


Well that concludes this week’s post! I do hope you enjoyed it. As this is a very new venture for me, I do appreciate any and all (friendly) suggestions and responses. To reach me just check out the Be a Part! page found at the top corner of the page.

This is Miss Maggie Mae Kay signing off.

Have a stellar week!