So...after the cuticle removing, shaping and buffing of the previous day, last night I was ready for my home 'I shall not pay £45' pedicure. But first, as always, I decided to have a half hour blog read, and Jane from Sea of Shoes posted about a bloggers jolly in Florence and her lovely multicolour pedi (in Prada sandals, natch, I'm in £3 Primark jobbies). So, this is my tribute pedicure, perfect for cheering myself every time I look down at my toes.
Tuesday, 15 June 2010
Monday, 14 June 2010
Primark Wellies - This Is Not A Festival Post...
It is only fitting that on a day I put my washing out on the line to dry and got home to find it soaked, I found this pair of wellies.
They are floral. They are from Primark. They cost £8. They are mine.
Now, I am not, and never will be a 'festival goer'. Seriously, the word festival is beginning to make me cringe, or worse still, strike out. I will forever skim over those useless bits of filler in magazines with headlines like 'Get the Festival Look!' or 'Stars give their festival beauty secrets' (OKAY, WE KNOW, BABY WIPES AND DRY SHAMPOO, SHUDDUP ALREADY), but thanks to my parents place in Somerset, there is always a chance that these wellies will come in handy come the day of the Summer fete or any other outdoor activity, ever, that we Brits take part in outside.
Sunday, 13 June 2010
The Weekend Tidy
Every weekend I promise myself that this time I will blitz the house and give myself the perfect calming environment in which to attack the new week without distractions. And every weekend it ends in an epic fail (to use the common parlance of The Vampire Diaries, or maybe that was just the epic bit, still it rocked my world, teenagers talking about their small town relationships as epic before they even found out one of the crew was a vamp).
I am really trying this weekend, so I've just had a tidy of my makeup and medicine cabinet...out have gone the separated lip glosses of yesteryear, millions of Carmex tins etc that have cluttered up my life. Next step - magazines. One day I might attempt my shoes, yeah, right...
I am really trying this weekend, so I've just had a tidy of my makeup and medicine cabinet...out have gone the separated lip glosses of yesteryear, millions of Carmex tins etc that have cluttered up my life. Next step - magazines. One day I might attempt my shoes, yeah, right...
Friday, 11 June 2010
The Problem With Pedicures...
Where can I get a decent pedicure in London for about £25? It's almost impossible to find. I really wish that the UK was a bit more like America and Australia, where high street pedi joints are two a penny and you can just walk in on spec and get a decent neaten up and polish. I love the feeling of having freshly lacquered toes, but everywhere in Central London costs upwards of 40 quid, WHICH I WILL NOT PAY. So it's back to a DIY job that won't be half as good (or comfortable). Damn.
Beading Beautiful
Okay, I know I've posted my House of Harlow moccasins before, but how well do they go with my new River Island oversized clutch? I had a 'moment' in RI about three weeks ago - I mean, who wouldn't buy a bag with this detail on? Even my Mum validated my purchase by saying she'd have bought it, because, her words, "It's a classic". What have I done to her? Turned her into a fashion monster? We shall see...
Labels:
House of Harlow,
Nicole Richie,
Rentals,
River Island
Thursday, 10 June 2010
Laduree Macaroons
My Dad just turned up with a box of Laduree Macaroons after visiting the Summer Exhibition at the RA. Of course, I've wolfed them down. Laduree is something special, not only because of how delicate and melt in the mouth they are (this is a thing of wonder, the last time I made macaroons by friends dubbed them 'MAN-caroons because they were so big and heavy), but they get me off chocolate! They are the sole sweet thing that I think is better when you pick the floral flavours...so if you ever want to worm your way into my good books that would be Lily of the Valley and Rose. Ta x
Kabuki Costumes - Sadler's Wells
I really WANT that print.
Look at the colour fade !
This is a supernatural fox character - see the ears? The material on the bottom half of his costume swished with such animal ease...if I wore it I'd be swaying like a drunk all day.
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