Category Archives: Beauty

Penny Lane inspired look

orig-21266470

If you have never seen Almost Famous then stop right now, find a copy, watch it, then return to this post. I must say it is one of my favourite films at the moment, mainly because it is set in the 70s. It has an amazing soundtrack, fantastic characters that are based on legendary people and the clothes they wear are to die for.

One of the main characters is Penny Lane… and I have been heavily inspired by her wardrobe. She is a free spirited, yet tortured groupie (or should I say ‘Band-Aid’) who is completely in love with the music scene and is going on tour with a band named Stillwater. Her character is portrayed by Kate Hudson and it has been said the part was written around the socialite and famous groupie Pamela Des Barres’ memoirs.

If you have seen the film you will understand how you instantly fall in love with her. She is extremely groovy, has great fashion and reflects the 70s how everyone seems to perceive it (I hope it was as good as it seemed!)

After studying the film and watching it countless times for one of my assignments, I think I have the Penny Lane requirements down to a T.

  1. You need curly messy hair.
  2. You must have circular sunglasses – preferably with a purple tinge.
  3. You most certainly need an afghan style coat.
  4. Your make up has to be minimalistic, but still there.
  5. A bra is not required and you cannot forget your suede skirt.

If you consider all five of these points, then you are well on your way to pulling off this look.

Here are a couple of photos of myself trying out the 1970s, Penny Lane look. (Do forgive the photo quality – I’m now back at university and the lighting in my room is terrible!)

12968510_10154079018227370_310793196_n

 

12968619_10154078999342370_570986733_n

Let me know what you make of the film in the comments section below, and whether or not you think I did a good job.

Advertisements

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty, Clothes, Fashion, Hair, Make Up, Music, Tutorial

Spring Sunglasses

12966304_101540

Spring is finally here and that means so is the sun (which is debatable), but with warm weather slowly creeping in and summer on its way I have decided to splash out on some new sunglasses.

I’m always so fussy when it comes to purchasing glasses – I spend a lot of time in the shop posing in front of the mirror with numerous amount of pairs being placed on my head and then back on the shelves. They have to fit my face right and not only that, they have to be able to go with my outfits and lipsticks.

I tend to just reach for the circular shaped thick black rimmed ones. They’re always a safe bet and I know that with them being black, they will go with everything I own. However this time I went for something a little bit more out there.

From my previous blog posts, you’ve probably gathered by now that I am taking a lot of inspiration from 80s Madonna. From my hair recently being shortened and the impending need to always draw on my beauty spot that sits just above my mouth, I am completely obsessed with her fashion and trends that I’m trying to mimic them within my own wardrobe.

Every morning I am compelled to highlight my cheekbones, smother my lips in red lipstick and outline my eyes in thick black eyeliner. It has become my new look and I am utterly loving it.

So to match this Madonna inspired makeup, I treated myself to some Madonna like sunglasses.

Pair No.1

11416451_10154064187132370_1344679680_o

These I bought from Next and I think they are absolutely stunning. They’re black, so they go with everything, but on the inside of the frame they have a turquoise tortoise  shell effect on them, which makes them that little bit more special. I feel as though they fit my face fine and don’t look too big, however they are on the large side, but this is purely due to the fact that they are slightly cat-eyed and therefore are supposed to come off your face a bit.

With Madonna in mind, I feel as thought they are a more modern take on the sunglasses that she wore in Desperately Seeking Susan (an extremely good film to watch if you haven’t already – and it will make you understand why I am in love with the 80s Madonna).

Pair No.2

12922209_10154064187172370_559714012_o

Now, I have never bought two pairs of sunglasses in the same day, or same season in fact! However I walked past these and HAD to get them. I’ve seen many similar looking ones in various vintage shops around the Norther Quarter in Manchester, however the ones I’ve tried on have always been a little lopsided on my face. But alas! These one’s in Debenhams fitted on my ears perfectly and so they were a must have. They are a bit more daring and I might have to rev myself up into wearing them out and about, but I absolutely love them. They are very retro looking and very plastic, which makes them quite groovy. Also, the colour is a slightly off shade of red, so aren’t too bright, but still hold a lot of impact. Not to mention the fact that they are pretty much the exact same shade as my lipstick.

I’ve been wanting these a long time before my Madonna craze came about, but I do recall her sporting some white heart shaped sunglasses in her Sticky Sweet tour.

Please let me know what you think of my new purchases… All I need now is the sun to wear them!

Have you bought any sunglasses in preparation for the summer?

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty, Clothes, Eyes, Fashion, Make Up, Review

Three ways to wear a Bandana

Hello everyone,

I have finally got a bandana! You have no idea how excited I am for this – I no longer have to wear toilet roll in my hair to pretend I’m some 80s punk-rock chick. I found this amazing seller on Ebay that sells these gorgeous hair ties for a reasonable price, so if you’re looking to purchase one take a look at the shop here. Once I have worn this one a few time, I’ll definitely be going back there for more… they are soo nice!

Anyway, since getting the bandana, I have discovered some other ways to wear it other than in your hair. Check them out and let me know what you think…

1. In your hair

Here I have done a quick up do to demonstrate how to tie a bandana into your hair. I feel as though this look doesn’t have to be the neatest  of looks. You can pull up your hair in a ponytail, bun or wrap and then wrap your bandana around your head, carefully twisting it into a knot at the top. I love how quirky this look is and how easy and fast it is to do. Very simple yet very effective.

2. Around your neck

I think this is such a funky way to wear a bandana. Since my friend introduced me to this style I have been completely in love. It adds that extra something to any outfit, especially if you’re wearing a low cut top, it really shows off this accessory. I think it looks super cool with a necklace on underneath it too.

3. On your wrist

This is something that the 80s fashion introduced me to. They were very much into wrapping as much around your wrist as you can (my style influence here obviously being Madonna). I think it looks quite boho and would look super cute in the summer paired with some denim jeans.

Let me know what you think of these three ways to wear a bandana and if you have styled it in any other way let me know in the comments section below!

1 Comment

Filed under Beauty, Clothes, Fashion, Hair, Lifestyle, Review

80s Madonna | Look

Recently I have been dancing around to all of the 80s chart music. I think it started when Bowie died… I played Lets Dance on Youtube and then a string of 80s songs followed. I’ve always been in love with Madonna’s look. I think she looks just awesome. So, inspired by her video for Borderline, I decided to dress up in my Mom jeans, crimp my hair and throw a bandanna round my head (though this is toilet roll but shh! You can’t tell!!).

20160211_213741 (3) 20160211_213922 (3) 20160211_214036 (3) 20160211_214453 (3) 20160211_214645 (2)

I so with I could get away with this hair style everyday! It is super funky – though I’d have to invest in an actual bandanna and not something that would dissolve in the rain! Let me know what you think of this look.

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty

CHD | To my Heart Parents

12755359_10153907267377370_2136256698_o

As CHD awareness week is coming to an end, I thought I would dedicate this post to my parents. I must have done something right in my past life to be born into such a loving unit. Throughout my whole life I have been surrounded by the most amazing and most beautiful people I could ever imagine. They have been with me through thick and through thin and have kept my head above water so many times. They are the most precious thing in my life and I am eternally grateful to both of them for everything they have done for me.

My parents are the strongest and most courageous people I know. I know it was me who had the heart operations, but I was two years old and had no idea what was happening. However my mum and dad knew everything that was going on. They watched their daughter go through life saving surgery, they knew the risks and they kept a strong face – though apparently I told my mum not to cry as she carried me down to theatre. They never left my side when I was in hospital, they slept on chairs, barely ate, watched me sleep and was always there when I woke up. Even when I was having my appendix out at the age of 17, my mum fought with the nurse on the ward so that she didn’t have to leave my side when visiting times were over. It’s small things like this which mean the absolute world, and makes hospital visits that little bit easier.

10580782_10204681750427090_5622564544587613039_o

I’m so glad that I had the operation when I did because if I was any older I don’t know how I would have coped knowing I was going in for open heart surgery. Having my appendix out was a big enough challenge itself. Even then when I was on the hospital bed, I looked at my mum for the last time before I was put under anesthetic and wondered if I would ever see her again, and that is the most terrifying thought. God knows how my parents must have felt when they left me in the doctor’s hands all those years ago.

The strength they have is unbelievable and going through all of these hospital visits and stays has created such a strong bond between us that, in a way, I wouldn’t change anything I’ve been through. It makes you appreciate life so much more, and has made me realise how fragile life is and to not take anything for granted.

When I’d had my appendix out I was so self conscious about the scars it had left. It was only key hole, but at the time the scars were red and bruised and it looked as though I had a zombie belly button! I remember seeing a top I liked in town, however it was cropped and so I put it down immediately. My dad saw this and came over to me and spoke to me about my appearance. He reassured me that in time the scars would fade to a silver line and no one would notice them. I don’t know if he remembers having this conversation, but it meant so much to me at the time. And you know, he was right! Although my scars are still slightly raised, they really have faded and even though I was too afraid to get the crop top at the time, they have now become an essential in my wardrobe.

304938_10151015923898601_1062021477_n

That’s the thing about my parents, they have always been so positive about my scars and operations. I mentioned this in my previous blog, but when I had my drains removed and the scars from them were still healing, my mum told me they were where I had been kissed better. It made me less afraid of them and easier to accept them. My mum and dad have done everything they possibly can to make my scars less bumpy and red. They bought patches for me when I was little that were kind of like a plaster with gel on one side. I don’t know how they worked but they made my scars a lot smoother. My mum made sure I wore them as frequently as I needed to. At the time I didn’t think about this, but if it wasn’t for her showing concern and making sure I had these patches on, my scars might have looked a lot more prominent than they do today. I’m so thankful that she took the time and effort to keep up with them for me.

They are the two most loving and kind hearted people I know. If it wasn’t for them I would definitely not be the person I am today. I feel as though I don’t thank them enough, but I’m sure they know deep down how appreciative and grateful I am for showing me their love and for supporting me through everything I’ve been through.

I love them both so much, and cannot thank them enough.

I am forever in their debt.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty

CHD | Growing up scarred

12722106_10153904503492370_1308866802_n

There is not a time that I can’t remember having a raised, silver line running down the center of my chest. It’s as though I was born with it. It is as much as a part of me as my arms and legs are.

Throughout my time I have acquired quite the collection of scars. The majority of them are from having open heart surgery. I have a scar running right down the middle of my chest. Then another starting on my boob, trailing under my right arm and almost reaching my spine. Along with these I have smaller scars scattered across my chest where the doctors inserted drains after my operation. They’re not the prettiest of things, but I do recall my mum telling me it was where I was ‘Kissed better’ in order to make my younger self accept them more.

Whilst growing up I managed to gather all of the childhood scars. From gashes in my knee from falling over in the playground. Scratches on my arms from my pet guinea pigs and scars along my forehead that happened when I ran into a birdbath and had to have my head stitched back together – along with numerous other ones that don’t have stories to them or are from the dreaded chicken pox.

To add to the assortment, two years ago I had my appendix removed which again, decorated my body with another four silver lines around my stomach. If you joined them up like a dot to dot game, they’d create the perfect kite shape.

I think you can agree that I have my fair share of battle wounds.

IMG_20150523_182730 (1)

My scars didn’t really bother me until I started to hit the puberty age. I’d say I began to notice I was different than everyone else at around the age of ten. I remember being in Primary school and people would ask me what it was, why I had them, what they meant… They made their own assumptions and told me what they thought my scars looked like. One comment that has stuck with me for all this time is when someone compared them to the likes of bird muck. It was a great simile, especially for someone so young, but it was such a great simile that it hurt so much and is something that I’ve never forgotten.

Then came high school.  This is when it really struck that I had scars and the majority of other people didn’t. I used to hate getting changed for PE. Partly because of the fact I’d have footballs thrown at my head and snide comments thrown in my direction (yeah, I was the nerd at the butt of everyone’s jokes), but having to get into my kit meant having to reveal my scars. And this terrified me.

Again I’d have curious comments asking why I have them. But no one was too brutal. I have no idea why, but I just felt so self conscious and different, which drove me to hating my scars (something I’ll never forgive myself for).

I remember times where I would get so upset and cry about the way I looked. I’d use make up to try and cover them up… but because the top part of my scar healed quickly, it has left it bumpy and raised, which meant makeup only drew more attention to them.

There were days I felt so low that I would consider having plastic surgery to make them smaller.

Social events such as prom were on the horizon and honestly, choosing the dress and trying to be happy with the way I looked felt like torture. It wasn’t just the way my scars looked, but if you have a scar you will know how strange it is to touch them. It is numb and weird and I just really hate the way it feels. So to have someone prodding around with pins and fitting my dress was not the most pleasant experience.

391349_10150999134012370_474828790_n

Prom is supposed to be the time when you dance with your high school  sweetheart and forget all of your worries. But I never had a high school sweetheart and prom made we question whether I could ever be loved when my body is covered in scars. It made me sad and feel extremely unattractive.

When going to college I swore that I wouldn’t let me scars get me down, but oh how I broke this promise to myself. Everything was fine until I was asked out by some boy – of which I declined – and his best friend decided to use my operation against me. He called me ‘heartless’ and named my scar a ‘demon wound’. I get that he was standing up for his friend, but I feel as though I’d be more heartless leading him on than going on a date with him. All this is behind us, and the guy who asked me out is probably one of my closest friends right now and has been in a relationship with another girl for almost two years. I don’t talk to the other guy though, there comes a time in your life when you realise what kind of people you should surround yourself with, and someone who called my scar a ‘demon wound’ is not one of them.

I still get down about my scars from time to time, even last night I didn’t wear this top because it showed off too much of one. I guess I’ll always have good days and bad days with them, that is only natural, but I am learning to love my scars more and more. They are what have kept me alive and so are the greatest gift I have ever received. I doubt I would be the person I am today without them, they have made me stronger and braver than ever. My scars are what makes me, me, and even though it has taken time, I’m starting to see how beautiful they really are.

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty, Challenge, Health, Lifestyle

Hairdo | Review

1937041_10153842459877370_8613355646604784047_n

I have evolved!

I have been wanting this with my hair for around three or so years now and have never been brave enough to do it. I have no idea where from, but I found some courage in the new year and booked in at the hairdressers for a colour. Yes, I do not trust myself to dye my own hair ^_^ I think I would have ended up with an orange face!

I have never had my hair coloured properly before. Once I had blonde streaks put in, but I was around 12 years old and it was very natural looking so there wasn’t too much to worry about. Then a few years later I went black, or dark brown, when I hit that ’emo’ stage. I think everyone sees this stage in their rebellious, early teenage years. It lasted a couple of months and I quickly grew out of it.

Since then, all of my dyed hair had grown out and so I decided to go for this orangy-red ombre look.

Now I know what a lot of you are thinking… this is nothing to do with the death of David Bowie. However three years ago, I was still obsessed and wanted to dye my hair orange because of him. I looked online for more subtle hairdos to reflect that of Ziggy Stardust and Aladdin Sane and found this groovy style. I fell in love and from then onward had wanted to dye it. Even though I booked this before Monday, I feel like it holds even more meaning right now.

I absolutely adore my new hair colour and think it looks sooo good. I now have no idea why I was scared of having it done. I still feel funny looking in the mirror like “That’s not me!” hahaha! I’m going to have to get used to this new version of myself. But I love it and I feel more myself than I have for a long time.

I think everyone at some point of their life must adapt and evolve in someway. Trying new things is healthy and exciting, so why not play around with the appearance of your hair?

My only regret about dying it, is that I didn’t do this sooner!

Please let me know what you think of this new look – and honestly if you want to dye yours too… just do it! Life is too short not to take risks.

Leave a comment

Filed under Beauty, Challenge, Fashion, Hair, Lifestyle, Rants, Review