Saturday, 6 February 2010

On a lighter note..



Foreword: if you're not interested in nail varnish then do not read. Haha ! :)






I wanted to post a little product review, on some Barry M nail paints. I loveee Barry M and started buying the nail paints quite a while ago, but have recently started buying a lot more of Barry M in general thanks to my friend (Dianne Day Dreams). She gave me one of her Barry M blushers and i adore it !
I own quite a collection of nail paints now, my favourites so far probably being 302 Fushcia, 262 Bright Red, and my most recent purchase, 304 Mint Green.



This is 304, which i really love ! The picture isn't great, i just found it on Google, and i have to say it's slightly lighter and more mintier in real life. The whole jade/mint green colour is massively in trend and has been for quite a while, with a few big labels picking up on it such as Chanel and Mac, both of which had a hugely popular shade of green. The thing about those though, they cost a bomb and are quite difficult to get hold of with them being so popular.
I originally spotted American Apparel's nail lacquer in 'Office' a couple of months ago, which is very similar to the Mac and Chanel shades, and i was planning on buying that until the link on the website mysteriously dissapeared. I still have no idea how to get back to the nail section now. So when i spotted the Barry M version for around half the price i couldn't resist ! And true to form for all Barry M nail paints, the colour comes out as 'bottle colour' after one or two coats and usually stays on chip-free for 3 or 4 days. It would probably last a lot longer but im notorious for biting my nails, and i also tend to chip my nails a lot at work !

I've got my eye on a few more colours and will be stocking up next time i get paid ! Until then, let me know what you think :)
Jac
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Ira Procuratio

If you are one of my close friends or have spent a lot of time with me over the past year you will know that sometimes i can get very easily agitated. Little things make me angry or stressed, and it's not something i can help, or like.
For my new years res i promised that i would try and be calmer and to not let little things bother me. Needless to say, as all new year resolutions do, it went down the pan after about a week. But lately i've been thinking and i really should learn to not get soo stressed over things. Somebody said to me the other day 'life is too short..' and it made me think, a lot. Is life too short to be upset or angry ? Should we resist holding grudges or voicing opinions in fear of upsetting people.. because 'life is too short' ?
Amongst close friends i find myself to be the one that says what everyone else was thinking. I'm the one people nudge and say 'ask if we can do this..' or 'will you tell them for me..' and i sometimes think its a good thing, that i'm not afraid to stand up for myself. In school i was bullied and would never stand up for myself, i was the quietest girl in my group of 'friends'. Now i've grown up a bit and learned to make myself heard, i feel relieved to be able to get things off my chest and not be afraid of what others might think. But on the other hand i sometimes feel like life just might be too short to pick up on little things and to argue over what others might let slide. It's a tough one.
I live with my grandparents and when i was younger i saw their house as a haven, where i was spoiled rotten with endless biscuits and pocket money and i could do anything i pleased. Now i'm older and i don't exactly see eye to eye with them all the time. But i've learned to keep my mouth shut, and to just let it go over my head. I've seen my friends scream and argue with their parents to no avail, and i've noticed it's much easier to just nod along. This being said, i bitch about it endlessly when i'm not around them, but that does no harm. That causes no arguments. It's just me moaning. Why can't i do that with everything else ? I've poured drinks in peoples faces, i've screamed in peoples faces, mostly because of little pathetic things, or because of something they've done or said to a friend. Why do i feel the need to fight other people's battles ? I have a feeling it comes from things i've seen or heard in past years, more deep rooted things but i wont go into that. You shouldn't let the past bother you. Because after all, life is too short, isnt it ?

Monday, 1 February 2010

Candy

Sweet as sugar,
hard as candy,
you aren't the god i wanted you to be.

spiders running, running everywhere,
white hot wit and dangerous flare,
your face isnt pretty.

more indecisive everyday you grow,

crumbling with delight i swallowed you down,

every last speck of me was gone.

trickling with remorse now you shudder,
and i,
i will be happy. i hate the sound of your voice.




Wednesday, 27 January 2010

Optimistique.

Hello,
I've yet again been neglecting my poor little blog ! I'm really going to have to try and keep posting regularly, but for now just bear with me please !

So my exam re-sit went well, i think, i don't have results yet; i should probably get them sometime nearer summer, but i felt much more at ease than the first time i took it, and i didnt feel like i was blabbering on as much in my answers. Fingers crossed. :)

I've also got a few little things prepared for my portfolio, just a few drawings and photographs, and i think i'm a little closer to finishing my current projects too. All is wellll !

Anyway, i wanted to post some Regina Spektor lyrics, because i've been listening to her alotttt lately and i can't help but demand everyone around me to listen to atleast one of her songs if they havent already. The song im going to post doesn't have any real significance to me, well not immediately anyway. I just love the words and the way she sings them. So much !

Braille

She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks,
she hadn't been a virgin and he hadn't been a god..
so she names the baby Elvis, to make up for the royalty he lacked.

And from then on it was turpentine and patches,
from then on it was cold Campbell's from the can.
They were just two jerks playing with matches,
Cause that's all they knew how to play..

And it was raining cats and dogs outside of her window,
And she knew they were destined to become
sacred road kill on the way...
And she was listening to the sound of heavens shaking,
thinking about puddles, puddles and mistakes.

'Cause it's been turpentine and patches,
it's been cold, cold Campbell's from the can.
They were just two jerks playing with matches,
Cause that's all they knew how to play...

Elvis never could carry a tune,
she thought about this irony as she stared back at the moon.
She was tracing the years with her fingers on her skin,
saying why don't I begin again...

With turpentine and patches,
with cold, cold Campbell's from the can..
After all I'm still a jerk playing with matches,
it's just that he's not around to play along.
Yeah i'm still an asshole playing with candles,
Blowing out my wishes, blowing out my dreams,
Just sitting here and trying to decipher...
what's written in Braille upon my skin.


Heres the youtube link to the song too, i reccomend you listen ! :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kXgbRKa3-kk

Anyway i hope you like it, let me know !
Love
Jac
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Tuesday, 19 January 2010

Dog Days Are Over

I've been a bit of a no-show recently due to UCAS deadlines and excessive amounts of college work and other various things so i thought i'd do a little post tonight while i had some idle time...

So i finally completed my UCAS applications, i applied to 5 universities;
-Kingston
-Nottingham Trent
-Leeds
-Teeside
-Sunderland
The titles and content of the courses i have applied for vary obviously but they are all design based, as i would love to be involved in Art Direction in the future. If anybody who happens to read this post attends/has attended any of those uni's or has done a similar course anywhere else please let me know what you think !

I'm getting on with trying to round myself up a portfolio at the minute whilst revising for an exam i have coming up and also trying to keep on top of work that has to be handed in in the near future. Tiring business, as im sure most of you will know.

My retched flu is apparently making a return, however i'm trying to ignore it and pray the weather warms up sooner ! I feel much more together, and capable this past week even though techinally im probably at my most busiest and most unorganised. Bit of a juxtaposition. Juxtaposition, that reminds me, im doing a brilliant project in my film class at the minute and my group has thought of a really excellent idea and im excited to get started with that so i'll keep updating on that ! But for now i think i've ran out of crap to say and i'm pretty tired...
Jac
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Sunday, 10 January 2010

Remember, remember...

Okay well last night i was supposed to be at work as i would be every weekend but my night got off to a pretty disasterous start when i realised i had totally and utterly forgot about an important staff meeting i was supposed to be at, and had to rush into work early. Anyway, i eventually got there, only to be told i could go straight back home as i wasnt needed because it was so quiet !
That part wasnt all that bad because my friend was given the night off too so we decided to stay and have a few drinks with people at work and go out afterwards... now THIS, was definately all bad. I wont go into exactly what happened but lets just say, it was one of those nights that makes you never want to drink again.
As i lay in bed today desperately trying to remember the extent of my awful drunken antics, i couldnt help but wonder, why is it that we can so easily forget the things we need to remember, yet the things we'd much rather forget, we always remember ?

A friend of mine has recently been going through an 'on again off again' phase with an ex boyfriend of hers and it seems that no matter how much she is strung along by him and tells herself she needs to forget the whole thing, she finds it all too easy to remember him. Yet magically, all the times she has been so upset and angry, because of something he has said, she conveniently forgets. As i pointed out in the last post i am definately not an expert at this type of thing and the 'love, magic and romance' malarky isn't really my thing at all.. but when it comes to matters of the heart it seems we conveniently keep a permanent hard-copy of all things bad for us. Maybe we need to set up a 'healthy, 5-a-day' system when it comes to forgetting a bad experience ? 5 times a day we remember to tell ourselves, to forget. Seems sweet enough to me.

Anyway, i dont really have much more drivel to update you with in this post... everything has been pretty quiet of late. On a good note, i think i'm finally over my flu/bout of aneamia so i should be up and about as normal from now.

I've got a re-sit exam coming up..sometime..this month (should really check up on that).. and i've got some other UCAS related things to sort out so better get myself off here for now..
Toodles !
Jac
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Friday, 8 January 2010

And then there was three...

Okay admittedly my last post was a bit negative about the shampoo and blah blah so this is just a run of the mill, spur of the moment cheery little (or long as i tend to get carried away) blog post :)

I noticed something yesterday which amused me quite a bit, and i'll be hung drawn and quartered if my brother happens to stumble upon this but he, yes, my 15 year old brother is, by all accounts, 'in love'. Now thinking back to when i was 15, this whole idea of 'being in love' was thrown around more than the football in the school yard. It seemed holding hands at dinner and worrying about what to buy your current love interest for valentines day were the only things that mattered. Without wanting to sound too patronising or cynical or whatever, i cant help but look at my brother and his girlfriend and feel slightly sorry for them, however cute it is to see them declare their love for each other over facebook. I wonder if either of them actually think, honestly, that they are literally 100% in love ? haha. Im no expert at being in love or relationships or anything, infact im quite the opposite, im only 19 and i can safely say pretty much every so called 'relationship' i have ever had has been an utter disaster.. and i to be honest think that is pretty normal for a girl of my age. I look at people who i have been to school or college with or who live near me or whatever who have had children or are 'engaged' and it really honestly baffles me ! I have another brother who is 2 years old and i can take care of him for a few hours every week without problem, and i miss him whenever i dont see him, but to have my own child who was 100% my responsibility would kill me. Atleast it would at this age. Even to be engaged to somebody at this age would kill me..
Anyway..maybe i've been watching too many episodes of SATC. I'll shut up about love and my theories on young romance now. 'Cheery' was the aim of this blog !

On a totally different note, I cant wait for summer ! I'm so excited for the light nights, sunny days at the beach and the many many hours to be wasted sitting in or just outside of pubs drinking gin and lemonades :) heaven !

And to change the subject yet again, i thought i would mention a couple of my favourite 'trends' that are hanging about at the minute. First and foremost i am absoloutly loving tights and socks ! Henry Holland released a fantastic range of tights in '09 and i believe he has not long signed off another new collection and i doubt they'll be anything other than fantastic too ! Topshop also have some lovely tights, as do River Island. I live in tights and leggings right now, layered with either knee high socks or ankle socks, such as these beauties i purchased from Topshop the other day...



Im a sucker for florals right now too so these socks are a sort of 'two birds with one stone' purchase ! I might post a few pictures in the future of favourite outfits of mine that involve tights and socks, or even other peoples outfits that i love too :)

Anyway i think thats enough of my ramblings for one day, I'd love to know what you thought of this post !
Toodles,
Jac
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