The first beach holiday with your partner – spending all day, every day with someone who means so much to you, in a hot and sticky country – is a pretty daunting thought and, apparently, this is made ten times worse when going on holiday to a country with an appalling sewage system that doesn’t allow you to flush toilet paper down the toilet.. And yes, I’m looking at you James!
I’ve been overwhelmed by how many ‘things’ I’ve been nominated for recently, but I didn’t want to over-run my blog with too many similar posts.. Thankyou so much to anyone that has nominated me for anything, I really love reading your posts and I will try to work my way through my nominations – I may just spread the posts out slightly, rather than doing them all at once!
Anyway, I was nominated by BeffShuff, a nineteen year old lifestyle blogger, for The Versatile Blogger Award! You can also click here to read my previous, Liebster Award..
I hate to admit it, but winged-eyeliner is a staple in my make-up routine! I first started wearing liquid eyeliner about two years ago, after I stated working in a gay bar – I fell in love with both a full wing and a hell of a lot of glitter, and both loves remain until this day…
Regardless of my love, I refuse to spend a huge amount of money on any makeup products, let alone one that I get through so quickly, that drugstore eyeliners are held dearly in my heart!
I am not afraid to deny the fact that, I am such a lazy girl! I love being prepped, primed, and finished – shaven, tanned, nails painted – but it’s all so much effort, and so much money!
I absolutely adore having smooth legs though – there is literally nothing better in the world than climbing into bed after you’ve just shaved your legs, curling up and going to sleep! I told you, I am quite literally the definition of a lazy girl..
In the past few months, there has been so much talk about the shaving-revolution that is, Friction Free Shaving..
“Your daughter is very clever, but has little to no imagination, and will struggle to get anywhere in life as a result.” My final parents-evening at Primary School, and my mother was being told that her daughter was a failure at life already, by my teacher…
She was gobsmacked, to say the least, and my heart was broken, my prospects of ever succeeding in life apparently shattered…