Pucker up

There are 2 shades of lipstick that I swear by and cannot live without...

Over the last few years, I had tried so many different brands of lippy until a friend of mine introduced me to MAC lipstick.

My ultimate favourite shade for evening wear and just to generally brighten up my face is the Saint Germain MAC lipstick. 

Sometimes I am a bit cautious about trying a new lipstick but I have really got on with this brand. It has a lovely, subtle scent about it that isn't like other brands I have tried.

My second favourite shade is the Myth MAC lipstick.

Both are long lasting and show up beautifully. 

I am forever finding myself magically appearing back at the MAC counter ordering myself a different shade to try out.

I have even got my mum hooked on this brand.

http://www.maccosmetics.co.uk/product/shaded/168/310/Lipstick

True and utter lipstick bliss....

Time Bomb...

Based on the assumption that "you don't realise what you have until its gone."

Why is it that most guys minds work much like a ticking time bomb? 

It's always the case that as soon as I begin to forget about someone, they start worming their way back in again.

After months of being knocked back, finally letting go...and eventually moving on....the clock in their head starts to tick...

Almost like a time bomb goes of in their head, as soon as I begin the transition and stop giving a monkeys about them anymore...they finally start fighting.

Tock...."If I text her enough, will she come running back"...Tick..."Has she started seeing someone new"...Tock..."Have I lost her for good"...Tick...Tock...


If you don't want to loose someone....don't let them go in the first place because now its too late.

Beauty and the beast

The last few weeks I have finally given someone new a chance.


He has a personality that shines stronger than anyone I have ever dated but he's not my 'usual' type.


I don't think I can even count on my fingers the amount of times I have had my heart broken... I seem to make a habit of pursuing relationships with the "treat them mean, keep them keen men" and it does me no favours.


Gradually I have become close to someone new, but he isn't my usual sporty player type. Maybe that's where i have been going wrong....and maybe a nice guy is finally what i need.


It has made me wonder if looks really are as important as I first thought; when it seems you can fall head over heels for someone based purely on personality.

Strawberry Obsessed...

Ok, so lately i have developed a small obsession with a certain berry they call the strawberry... And I have gone a bit strawberry mad...

*Strawberry nail art*

The colours are just Barry M- spring green, Barry M- shocking pink and Rimmel London- lemon drop.

After applying a base coat of pink, I zig-zag the green and dot on the lemon. Et voila 

Strawberry Cosmo

As the long summer evening are drawing nearing, I wanted to think of some drinks for this summer other than just the standard jug of Pimms or glass of bubbly wine.

And as there are no good cocktail bars near my small town, I have decided to start making my own.

First was my Strawberry Cosmo...

It takes no time at all and tastes delicious.

To prepare this, you will need to freeze a box of strawberries over night.

Then in a blitzer, crush some ice and strawberries. I used 5 strawberries per drink.

Once crushed, spoon into glasses and measure in the vodka!!

Next pour into the glass half orange juice and half cranberry juice 

Top off with some lime sparking water (or a dash of lime cordial.)

And enjoy...

Bad Hair Day

A friend at uni introduced me to this magic dust a few years ago known as dry shampoo. From that day onwards it became acceptable to roll out of bed and head to a lecture without washing my hair scoring me extra time in bed...result.

After a few minor mishaps caused by not rubbing the dry shampoo in properly and therefore walking around all day looking like a 21 year old granny with people staring at my grey roots. They then released dry shampoo for brunettes. After finally mastered the dry shampooing technical, I haven't looked back since.

I never thought this magic dust could ever fail me, until today.

After a hectic weekend and snoozing my alarm several times, I woke up late to find an empty can on my bedroom floor.

Panic!!

Hair stuck to my face and 8.00am fast approaching...I was out of options. Committing fashion suicide (and doing something that no woman should ever do) the Alice band was going to have to make an appearance at work today... a great start to the week.

Sweet tooth

I had a mini dinner party last night and needed a quick and simple desert. 

So i made some mini lemon meringue pies, they are dead easy to make and taste amazing served with ice cream or single cream....

All you will need is 350g homemade short crust pastry, lemon curd, 2 egg whites and 120g caster sugar. 

Pastry:

I usually use the Delia Smith cookbook as my mum has used her recipes ever since I was a little girl. http://www.deliaonline.com/how-to-cook/baking/how-to-make-shortcrust-pastry.html (or for those who need a quick and easy cheat- ready to roll shortcrust pastry bought for your local supermarket works just the same)

Once the pastry is made, roll thinly and using a biscuit cutter, cut the pastry to fit into a muffin sized baking tray. Press down lightly and line with baking paper and weighted baking beans.

Bake for 5-10 minutes (180 degrees.)

Remove from over, remove baking paper and beans and bake for further 4-5 minutes until lightly golden.

Leave the pastry cases to cool.

Meringue:

Use the egg whites from 2 large eggs and whisk until firm.

Slowly add in 120g of caster sugar and continue to whisk.

A good test that the meringue is ready is to hold the bowl upside down and if it doesn't fall out...its ready.

Fill each of the pie cases 3/4 with lemon curd.

Top with a swirl of meringue and bake for 5-10 minutes (180 degrees) until meringue is golden brown.

The mini pies are delicious served hot or cold.

A piece of string

The word 'EX' is (at this present moment in time) a bit of a sore subject to me but I have started to base my assumption of some men on a 'piece of string theory.'

My EX, for example, will play hard to get, and cut contact for a week or so. This is what i call the 'releasing of the string' that holds us together.' He then leaves me holding on to the end of the string for just the right amount of time until he finally decides that its time to reel me back in again.

Last night I experience one of his tugging the string attempts with a 3 word long text (and not the obvious 3 words that a guy should say when he misses a girl or loves her....nope) "how are you?"...Realising that a response was not worth my time, I have now cut myself free from this invisible line of string that holds me to him.

<A sigh of relief>

Until the next time I suppose...

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Life is just beginning....

I think I have become a bit of a hermit this weekend...with my new found obsession for pinterest and the idea of starting up a blog...I've bearly left my bedroom in 48 hours. I'm now on my 5th cup of tea and it's not yet lunchtime.

So a little bit about me....

When I was younger I always dreamed about being a little bit richer or thinner or more popular....wanting the clothes that other girls had etc. After finishing uni last year, I really feel that life is just beginning at 22.

I now sit and wonder about real things like....where will I be this time next year, when I will meet my future husband, how many children will be have (and the list goes on...)

BUT, my aim for this next year is to stop planning my life and live in the moment, "BE THE UNEXPECTED", live a little bit wilder, be more creative, be a 'do-er' not a 'thinker' and stop over analysing myself. 

So here is my blog- the first step on my journey of "how to be a little bit more unexpected."