Music was my first love…

Today I thought I’d talk about one of my greatest loves…

No not cake … though that’s right up there

Music

[This was first posted in January last year, I’ve tweaked it slightly and pressed republish. Some posts deserve a second airing.]

To coin a phrase music … was my first love and it will [no doubt] be my last. I don’t care what you say music can evoke special memories, resort you to tears, make you smile or send you into a spontaneous dance.

Hey … some of us even sit and record ourselves singing in the car over on instagram stories!!

Music can make or break a ‘moment’ in a film , or come to think of it real life.

Take for example Psycho and the famous shower scene … it wouldn’t be quite the same with the ‘shoop shoop’ song playing along cheerily in the background now would it?

The Mr and I both share a love of music and we were talking earlier about the songs we would play for a certain situation i.e your happy , or your sad song. I’ve already mentioned  the songs that make up the soundtrack of my life over on Meet Tracey & Liz [go have a read afterwards]

This was just a bit of fun with the Mr firing questions at me and these were the first responses I flung back.

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They Call Me Mellow Yellow …

Do you ever look though a magazine or swipe through Instagram and see something you HAVE to have.

That’s a silly question … of course you do.

I do it a lot actually but I don’t necessarily act on my instincts. Mainly because I’m always skint and very fickle; my urges move on quickly.

One item I did see. One that wouldn’t stop playing on my mind was a yellow jacket from JD Williams new season collection. It looked at me and whispered “you try and walk away… buy me, buy me

I had some birthday money left and as I didn’t think the price was bad at all [£50.00] I only bloody ordered it. It felt satisfying, because basically it was.

I had hoped it would be as fabulous in the flesh as it looked on paper. I had my fingers crossed that I wouldn’t look too much like ‘Big Bird’ from Sesame Street in it … I mean at 5ft 10 it’s a worry.

So here she is in all her glory…

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It’s all in the Eyes …

If there’s one thing I get asked about A LOT over on Instagram stories and the blog … [ after are you sure your all there? ] is my eye makeup; my routine, what products I use etc.etc

So after the results of a little poll I conducted came back stating 90% of you would like to read about my eye makeup , I listened and here I am.

The 10% who didn’t want me to write about it you may as well leave now…

I started experimenting with eye-makeup when I was about 15 and since then have always played up my eyes. I love a smudgey dark brown verging on black eye. Lashings of mascara and black eyeliner in my water line which makes your eyes pop.

Don’t get me wrong , I’ve not always got it right. Hell no. There are photos of me sporting bright blue ‘spiky’ mascara and bushy ungroomed eyebrows. I also had a very dodgey perm. Not my best look.

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The Maxi Skirt …

I was looking through my wardrobe the other day and noted there are several staples that I am missing.

A black maxi skirt for one; something I can just throw on.  Black would be ideal as it goes with most things, but it doesn’t necessarily have to be black. I have loads of jumpers and pretty little tops that are crying out to be worn with something other than my jeans.

I’m not feeling my jeans at the moment and its not because I ate too much over Christmas either. As regular readers will be aware I did a sponsored ‘No cake, chocolate or mince pies’ for the whole duration of December. I swear I’m the only person who actually lost weight over the Christmas holidays and is officially sick of the sight of bananas…. I  raised £500 for The Eve Appeal. Win win.

So back to Maxi skirts I’ve been having a quick ganzy , in-between drinking copious amounts of coffee and trying to make sense of ‘Pretty Little Liars’ .

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My favourite make up discovery of 2017 is . . .

I’d like to think that amongst all the products I tested last year there were a few stand out favourites. Products I would repurchase again and again.

I am lucky that as a fairly established blogger I get sent a lot of ‘goodies’ from brands / PR companies keen for me to review their goods. However being the skincare / make-up junkie I am I also tend to purchase A LOT myself .

I like to mess what can I say? Nothing excites me more than getting my mitts on a  product by a brand I’ve not encountered before.

My favourite discovery of 2017 is one I bought myself and only chanced upon at the beginning of December. It was a recommendation by the skin care guru Nadine Baggot . Not personally of course, on one of her You Tube videos.

Stretch Concealer by Glossier- £15.00 plus postage

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Goodbye 2017

Sometimes there is sadness in our journey, but there is also beauty. We must keep putting one foot in front of the other even when we hurt for we will never know what is waiting for us around the cornerBrigitte Nicole

The approaching New Year has a way of making us all feel a little reflective doesn’t it?

Sad, happy , excited , full of hope, anticipation of better times … that somehow the dawning of a new year , a new day will make everything a-little better?

It’s a chance to wipe the slate clean and start again. I for one can’t wait to see the back of 2017, but in reality it is just another day – its our mindset that tells us otherwise and I suppose that’s not a bad thing. Continue reading

The Wizard of Oz hits Sheffield

When I was a little girl I knew Christmas was on its way because of numerous events that happened in our house-hold.

For starters mum pouring herself a large Bailey’s, popping on a Christmas CD while excitedly putting up and decorating the tree was a definite giveaway. Red and gold, always red and gold.

My grandad coming to stay with us for a few nights signalled Santa wasn’t far away at all. I loved my Grandad staying. He let us drink sherry [ a tiny glass] and stay up late.

Dad would always plump for a massive turkey [ I swear it was bigger than my head] which Mum always cooked on Christmas Eve. They were an extremely sociable ‘Mum and dad’ who had friends & neighbours back after the pub for turkey sandwiches, more drink and frivolity.

Grandad smoked a pipe.

The combined smell that wafted around the house during that time was Christmas.

Turkey and tobacco.

It lingered on everything. It was comforting, familiar. It was Christmas. I wish I could have bottled it up.

When the bumper Christmas edition Radio Times eventually got delivered Mark [my brother ] and I would fight over, then flick through it excitedly ear-marking programmes we wanted to watch.

Mark was the blue marker, I was usually pink.

Along with ‘Jason and the Argonauts’ and ‘Spartacus’… ‘The Wizard of Oz’ was always highlighted in both blue and pink as one of the must watch films, something we agreed on for once! Continue reading