Cupcake and Leopard Print Nail Art

So I meant to blog this nail design a while ago but what with having been crazy busy with uni assignments, an exam and my dissertation, I just completely forgot........until now that is!

The nail design I did was a cupcake design, so here it is:

It was quite fiddly to do but the end result totally made it worth it! It's just a really fun, quirky design which I just loooove! I also shaped my nails into a VERY subtle stiletto nail shape, so that they're kind of pointy but then rounded off which looked cool but I got fed up of that and have now reverted back to a more normal, natural shaped nail.

My nails this week are lilac with black leopard print and a purpley blue French tip:

 I've never done this design before but I really love it and will definitely be doing it again!

I'm currently blinking like a crazy person as I'm typing this post because for the last couple of days I've felt like I've had something in my eye and it's pretty uncomfortable, I was going to go to the doctors today but I thought it felt ok this morning & assumed that it was all better but it turns out I was wrong because it's started hurting again. So it looks like I'm going to have to hit up the doctors tomorrow, although the idea of someone touching my eye or going anywhere near it completely freaks/grosses me out! Fun times!

Blog Challenge

Sooooo I've just been given a blog challenge where I have to answer 10 questions given to me. I mean, I've never done this before so let's just go with it, ok?

1. What would be your superhero power?
Well, I would love to say 'flying' but seeing as I'm scared of heights it's probably not the best way to go so I guess that I'm leaning more towards 'super speed'. I'm always late for EVERYTHING and 'super speed' would mean I'd be ready and out the door in a speedy blur. Also, I guess it'd come in pretty handy for saving the world or some crazy stuff like that.  

2. Your favorite movie star?
Probably Zooey Deschanel because she's kind of quirky. Or Ryan Gosling because he has a pretty face.

3. Where would you build your house?
In my parents' backgarden just for the lols.  

4. What are you gonna do tomorrow?
Pack and begin the moving out process. I'm not going to lie, I'm dreading it because I HATE packing. 

5. A good name for a new blog?
'Get Your Blog Out For The Lads'. Haha, I don't know.

6. What is the last cool place you went to?
The Emirates Stadium to see Coldplay. No big deal. 

7. If you were an animal, what would it be?
A cat. Obviously. They sleep all day, get fed & are ridiculously cute, pretty sweet life if you ask me. 

8. What are you afraid of?
SPIDERS.

9. What inspires you?
Whooooa deep question. Maybe laughter? I don't really know to be honest, I guess it would kind of depend what mood I'm in. 

10. How would you describe your childhood?
Badass. I think that I had a pretty fun time as a kid, Supersoakers and the slippery slide for one thing would make any childhood bloody amazing.

My Life Is Ruled By The Jaffa Cake

I have recently rediscovered my love for Jaffa Cakes, in fact it’s gotten so serious that I recently found myself googling what countries sold Jaffa Cakes so that I was able to work out what countries around the world I could live in. I was utterly distressed to find out that they don’t sell Jaffa Cakes in America, so that’s my American Dream over. Neither are they sold In Australia. So that’s two of my dream countries to live in ripped away from me by the brutal reality of a Jaffa Cake-less world, and let me tell you that is one world which I don’t want to be a part of.

 

I remember the first time I stumbled upon the humble McVities Jaffa Cake, I must have been about six years old at the time and I was at my then best-friend’s house when she offered me one. I looked at it with astonishment, in my six year old eyes it looked like a teeny tiny burger and I thrust it back at her in disgust, simply stating that ‘I don’t like burgers’.  She laughed, I was confused and even more so when she told me that in fact it wasn’t a teeny tiny burger, but it was actually a chocolatey, orangey, cakey biscuit. So with a suspicious and somewhat mistrusting  attitude I carefully took the biscuit back, analysed it, picked it at it a bit, making sure to bide my time in case I was being tricked & it was in fact a burger. Eventually I gave in & stuffed it into my mouth & let me tell you, I probably had about 8 more after that, to the extent of which I felt sick but contentedly so. And that was the moment when I knew that I could not live anywhere where I didn’t have easy access to the Jaffa Cake.

 It makes no sense to me as to why I love them so much, logically I shouldn’t as I hate chocolate and orange as a combination, just the smallest piece of a Terry’s Chocolate Orange is enough to make me wretch. Yet somehow this sweet, innocent little cakey biscuit has completely confused my tastebuds, every part of them is telling them that they shouldn’t like what they’re tasting......but they do, they LOVE it. I can quite easily get through an entire packet of Jaffa Cakes in one sitting, I cannot do that with any other type of biscuit, so that is a big deal for me. I even remember the ‘Full moon, half moon, TOTAL ECLIPSE’ TV advert and how I would always re-enact it whenever I had  a Jaffa Cake, thus making them delicious AND educational (how else would I have learnt the 3 stages of the moon?!).

 

So, yes, I put my hands up to it – my life is ruled by the Jaffa Cake, but is that really a bad thing? I certainly don’t think so!    

Back Again

So I had to have a casual break from my blog because I had a little thing called a dissertation to get finished, which is all handed in now thank goodness (not that it wasn't fun & all......yeeeah, that was a joke. It definitely was not fun. Not even a little bit).

Just going to put this out there but if it it wasn't for Will Smith's Lost and Found album circa 2006, I probably would have never finished my dissertation, it honestly was the ONLY thing that kept me sane. 'If U Can't Dance (Slide)' became my favourite track off the album and I am proud to say that I now know all the words to it as well. What more can I say other than: BIG WILL-EHHH!

Anyway, I'm all about 'the blogging' again so some new posts are on their way!

Uh Oh! I Did My Nails Again!

Um.....so......I painted my nails again last night BUT it was only because I wanted to try out this nail glitter by GOSH Cosmetics which I bought yesterday. So there I was just casually hanging out in Superdrug, as you do, having a browse of the make up and what not when my eyes latched onto this new GOSH product. It's basically a tiny pot with loose glitter in & all you have to do is paint a clear coat of polish on your nail & while it's still wet you put it in the glitter pot so that the glitter sticks to it & then brush off any excess.

This, I figured, seemed simple enough and I love glitter so I was pretty much down with that. However, even though it's fairly simple, I don't know if I could be bothered to do it on all my nails because it is a bit of a hassle. I found that my nail was a bit too long, so I couldn't position it properly in the glitter for it to cover the whole nail so I was having to flick it about & basically it got a bit messy/fiddly. The glitter does tend to go everywhere so you do need to make sure you do it over some paper or kitchen roll or something. The effect does look great though and just one nail I can probably cope with but doing all my nails would probably have destroyed me a little bit because I can totally see myself getting all in a glittery mess with it.

Here's how it looks though (apologies for camera quality again):

The glitter effect is on my ring finger, just, you know, FYI & all that.

 I couldn't be bothered to do the glitter on my other hand (look, I'm lazy, ok?!), so instead I did a stripey patterned design on my ring finger because I'm sad AWESOME. So here you go:

I wonder how long I last before I feel the need to paint my nails again? I give it 48 hours!

Happy Hunger Games!

In honour of The Hunger Games being released today, I have gone for a Hunger Games-esque nail design. Basically, they're kind of 'girl on fire' inspired nails, so here's how they're looking:

Yeah, so my webcam photo's aren't great but basically, I've gone for a black nail varnish as my base colour and then I used an orange nail varnish to draw fire/a flame on the nails and then added some yellow to the centre of the flame and then some more orange, just to make it look super fiery. I then used a gold nail polish and painted on French tips and put on a light glitter top coat to give them a subtle sparkle.

Yes, I know, I spend way too much time painting my nails but I am also currently doing my dissertation so this is a great way to procrastinate/not actually do any work.

I just need to go see The Hunger Games now, although I have to wait until next weekend because I have too much work on at the moment, my life basically consists of eat, sleep and go to the library, oh yeah, and watch Pretty Little Liars (but let's keep that one on the DL, ok?)!

Anyway, Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favour! (that sounded a lot cooler in my head *sigh*).

Hey, Guess What? I'm 22 And I Still Miss My Cat

Today marks six months since my cat passed away and I honestly can't believe how long it's been. Some people may not get it, most likely people who have never had a pet, but I have found it pretty hard getting over the loss of my cat.

I got her when I was seven just coming up to eight and she was a part of my childhood, teen years and early adulthood, she was a huge chapter of my life. Unfortunately all chapters have to come to an end and that's probably the hardest part because deep down we convince ourselves that the chapter will never end but sadly, the end is inevitable.

I don't want to make this post too sad because there's no need for it to be. I know that I will never forget Dasher, she was my first ever cat, my first ever proper pet, she was there for me when school was too much, friends were being mean and my parents were annoyed at me, she was my constant - and I'll always miss that.

She was also ridiculously cute with the most amazingly quirky personality, from having her 'crazy episodes', where for no reason she would just start randomly running up and down the stairs, to working out how to open doors, no big deal but she was kind of a genius. She wasn't the most affectionate cat and definitely not a lap cat, she was born a stray so it wasn't really in her nature but it just meant that when she did show affection, it counted more to me. I remember last summer when I was feeling particularly down after a difficult day and it was completely out of character for her but she jumped up next to me on the sofa and snuggled up against my leg and fell asleep, she did this two nights in a row, two nights when I'd been feeling rubbish. Another time was when I came home from uni and I'd been feeling quite homesick that week and she jumped up on the sofa again and fell asleep against me with her paw over me. It's little things like that which mean more when they don't normally happen.

Anyway, I may be 22 and expected to act all mature and stuff but honestly? I miss my cat a lot and I don't think I'll ever stop missing her. I'm just thankful that she was my family's cat and that I got to have her in my life. She was, quite simply, the best cat ever.

Pope Cat. I was bored. She was unimpressed.

Caaaa-ute

Sleeping like a people. How is that even comfortable?

Best cat ever? I THINK SO!