Wednesday, 18 December 2013

'Twas The Night Before Christmas...

I know it's not the Christmas Eve, but it's our Christmas Eve. Although we will be spending actual, real Christmas together (in London), we decided to swap stockings (and maybe a present or two) beforehand and have our own mini Christmas in our own home. It being the first holiday season we'll have spent here.

Wrapping Mr. G's stocking presents definitely helped me find my (previously absent) Christmas spirit. I'm not normally a big fan of wrapping, in fact I usually find it a bit of a chore, but because I just had a few things to wrap it wasn't so bad, plus there's something incredibly novel about filling (what's essentially) an over-sized sock with the fruits of your labour.

The stockings themselves were total bargains, £1 each from Wilkinson. They're not very large, about 60cm, but they do the job, and the super-cute Nordic print was hard to resist.

I love seeing them resting against our fireplace, it makes me feel like a little girl all over again, waiting for Father Christmas to make an appearance.

They've also finished off our festive d├ęcor perfectly, and for the fraction of the price of anything else I've seen on the high street.

I can't wait to delve into them tomorrow morning...

Merry (almost) Christmas!

Sunday, 15 December 2013

O, Christmas Tree...

I'm a little late with this post, having actually put our tree up last weekend, but, still, better late than never, right?

We've stuck with our red and gold "theme" this year. Well, I say theme, it's not at all really, it's just those happen to be the colour decorations we have.

There's some very pretty additions this year (erm, if I do say so myself): the laser cut wooden stars that I bought at one of the Christmas Market stalls in Bruges, and some hulking great shiny baubles from John Lewis. Seriously they're mahoosive. And  ridiculously heavy. Cue lots of strategic placing on branches that were sturdy enough to support them. Aside ginormous shiny balls (ooh-err missus), I also snuck on some rustic looking fabric hearts (also from John Lewis. And no, this isn't a sponsored post. Sadly) that I couldn't say no to.

The usual suspects make their annual return too: namely the little red drum that I purloined from Mum's collection of decorations. It evokes memories of Christmas trees past, and I get the most pleasure, out of all of them, from hanging it up. Our Macy's' decorations and a little knitted gingerbread that I bought years ago have also been duly hung up. And Rodney has taken up residence on the top of our television this year.

As much as I love our tree, I am quite tempted to mix it up a bit next year; throw in some white and cream, go with a bit more of a Scandinavian feel (which I love). I'd also like to get a bit crafty and make some decorations of my own. Although I'm not really known for my hand-eye-coordination. Or patience. So yes, maybe not the brightest idea?

The tree itself was purchased from a local Primary School, so we did our bit by buying local and supporting the community. At a little under 6"0, and with a price tag of £32.50 it's probably the most value for money tree we've had. Although it's not as dense as I'd have liked, but you can't have everything.

Anyhoo, Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, our tree:

Unfortunately the lights don't really come across all that well in the pictures (oh, Cannon EOS 600D, wherefore art thou?), but they're very twinkly and festive in real life, and I love the way they illuminate the glittery baubles that are hidden further inside the branches.

Speaking of festive, it's taken a while for me to get into the swing of things this year. I've been pretty lethargic, and mentally exhausted the past couple of weeks (hence the lack of posts.), and have generally not been imbued with much Christmas spirit.

This in spite of the annual Muppets' Christmas Carol viewing and obligatory Quality Street purchasing (two tubs and counting. Ahem.).

Still, there's ten days (really, only ten?!) to go, so I've got time to get my Christmas on. Just.

Another load of Strawberry Creams is obviously in order....

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

Naked (3) Ambition...

It would appear Christmas is coming early this year for us beauty obsessives lovers: yes, the good folk at Urban Decay are launching their shiny new Naked 3 palette on the 16th of December*.

Humongous thanks to Lily over at (the always wonderful) ETC LLYMLRS for the heads up. 
Apparently rumours of its impending arrival had been doing the rounds on the blogging circuit for a while now, but Lily's post yesterday was the first I'd heard of it. So. Out. Of. The. Loop.

Anyway: the Palette. As with the previous two Naked Palettes, Naked 3 houses a dozen beautiful neutral shades in a variety of matte and shimmer finishes.

Whereas the original Naked palette showcased warm toned neutrals and Naked 2 served up a cornucopia of cool shades, Naked 3 is all about the rosy glow, featuring twelve pink hued neutrals.

Now, usually, the words pink and eye shadow in the same sentence would conjure up a youthful misadventure experimenting with Rimmel's hot pink eye shadow (shudder). It was 1997. I was fourteen. Enough said. 

Happily, however, this latest offering from Urban Decay seems to have put a whole new sophisticated spin on the pink lid. Goodbye garish, hello glamour!

Despite not actually having Naked or Naked 2 in my collection (I'm working on that...) I am very excited about this newest release, as I think the rosy shades on offer will suit my complexion (which has a strange Celt versus Saxon versus English Rose mash up thing going on) down to the ground.

Speaking of which, if you're looking for a comprehensive shade breakdown check out the fabulous Vivianna Does Makeup; for swatches galore head on over, as always, to Temptalia.

Something tells me there's going to be a last minute amendment to my Christmas list...

* Available from House of Fraser, Debenhams and Urban Decay stockists.

Edit: ETC LLYMLRS now has a review and swatches up too, so be sure to check it out!

Tuesday, 26 November 2013

Review: Lush Bubblegum Lip Scrub...

I actually bought this lip scrub at the same time as the Rose Jam shower gel but, unlike the shower gel, I just can't get on with this scrub at all.

Having read numerous positive reviews about Lush's lip scrubs, and the Bubblegum one in particular, I had high hopes.

Which, I'm afraid to report, were swiftly dashed.

Obviously, as it's a scrub, it's gritty in texture, but it's a very 'loose' scrub, so a lot of product comes away as soon as you apply it to the lips. This makes trying to actually massage it in a bit tricky.

Which isn't a very good start, let's face it...

Having managed to retain some product I duly scrubbed away, but, rather than some impressive de-flaking action going on, I just ended up with a gritty flaky mess on my lips.

They didn't look like they'd been scrubbed so much as attacked with a blunt sheet of sandpaper coated in granulated sugar. Not really the look I was going for, funnily enough.

To remedy the mess I ended up going back to basics and using a dry toothbrush on them. I only wish I'd done this in the first place and saved myself £5.50.

The smell was also rather off putting I thought. It was quite a synthetic Bubblegum scent which, to my nose at least, smelt more like Parma Violets than any Bubblegum I've ever had. If you're a fan of Parma Violets then this is all well and good, if, however, you believe they're the work of the devil himself, then this is definitely not so pleasing.

I am of the latter school of thought ( I mean, come on, they're vile. Who wants to eat sweeties that smell - and taste- like an old lady's perfume?), so slathering on this scrub (what little actually stuck to my lips) was not the most pleasant of olfactory experiences.

I really did want to love this; a cute little pot, a pleasing pop of bright pink, the promise of beautifully soft and supple lips, what's not to love?

A lot, as it turns out.

Maybe I just got landed with a dud, or I'm just being picky, but this definitely won't be going on my re-purchase list.

Back to the toothbrush it is then...

Monday, 25 November 2013

Le Weekend...

This weekend (OK I know it's Monday, and I'm late with this, but work with me) I have mostly been:

  • Travelling back home. It was a train journey that seemed to take forever.

  • Trying out my favourite new lipgloss: Benefit's Coralista, a freebie with this month's Elle magazine.

  • Meeting my Brother and his Girlfriend's newest addition to their household: Mr. Jangles. Except it's a girl, apparently. Poor confused little Hamster.

  • Photographing bits and pieces that caught my eye in Falmouth, my home-town.

  • Trying to resist eating some very cute looking lollipops.

  • Having a ball at my Mum's 60th birthday party. She didn't know we'd be there, I'd told her I couldn't make it due to lack of funds/lack of energy. She screamed when she saw us: mission accomplished.

  • Reconnecting with numerous wonderful people, some I hadn't seen in a decade or more.

  • Enjoying the (surreal) sight of my Mum, Mr. G, my Brother, his Girlfriend, and his best friend all crammed into a hot-tub together in the freezing cold early hours of Sunday morning. 
  • Eating the most delicious roast dinner. Made by my Mum, of course. Because mum-made Roasts are always the best. Fact.

  • Catching up on - and Fangirling over- The Day of the Doctor. David Tennant; Rose Tyler; a glimpse of Christopher Ecclestone; and an even smaller glimpse of Peter Capaldi? Absolute Doctor Who heaven.

Thursday, 21 November 2013

Happy Birthday...

Today marks a whole year of It's Not All Me, Me, Me...


I can't quite believe a year has flown by that quickly. I must be getting old: time just seems to disappear in the blink of an eye.

Thank you to all those who've read, followed and commented, it really means a lot.

I hope you enjoy reading it as much I enjoy writing it. I've grown very attached to my little corner of the Blogosphere and look forward to seeing where the next twelve months takes me...

I'll Bring You Flowers...

It's not every morning that I'm woken up by an Interflora delivery (a girl can dream...), but today I was.

How beautiful is this bouquet? The coral coloured Roses are stunning!

In case you're wondering, no I haven't acquired a secret admirer (well, not to my knowledge), they're from the lovely people at Bio Oil, who included a bottle with the flowers. Which is handy as my current bottle is on its last legs- and we all know how much I rave about the stuff so it couldn't have come at a better time.

It's such a thoughtful gesture, I'm really touched...

They've brightened up what's been an otherwise grey and dreary day no end.