I don't understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little - if only out of politeness. And then, you never know, maybe that's the day she has a date with destiny. And it's best to be as pretty as possible for destiny. -- Coco Chanel

Wednesday, 31 March 2010

Just your average pale skinned pear shape...

Summer is a season that we just can’t get enough of, but for many women we know it’s time to start preparing for that ultimate beach body...

I guess you can say I’m a bit of a worrier. I worry about a lot of things, especially the way I look. If you ask any of my friends, they will tell you how before a night out I look in the mirror about a hundred times , contemplating whether my legs or bum are too big for that particular dress, or distressing if the dress is too tight for my figure. I know their probably fed up with hearing it and kindly always tell me I look nice but I just can’t help but think it...

Don’t get me wrong- I’m not one of those skinny girls that worry about nothing, but I’m not saying I’m big either. I’m your average pale skinned pear shape, size 10 on top and 12 on bottom. Small boobs and waist and big thighs and bum, but it’s not this that troubles me, it’s the fact that I’m sure my legs don’t just touch at the top... they actually overlap! And the fact that my legs aren’t the longest legs around doesn’t help, I’m only 5ft2.

Well I know your probably thinking ‘if your that worried do something about it’ and yes I should really and I have before, but the trouble is I love food so much, I find it hard to keep at it!

Anyway I’m now beginning to worry how I’m going to look on my holiday to Croatia in May. I mean, on my first holiday to Italy I didn’t really think about dieting or toning up for it, I guess I didn’t feel the need. However, I did go to a salon and get a St Tropez applied and honestly it done wonders for my confidence, where my skins so pale I just burn in the sun and can never achieve a natural tan.

The following year I booked a holiday to Greece. I went on a strict regime of special k diet and 5 days a week at the gym on a cardio and weight program and stuck to my belly dancing once a week. I decided for Greece I wasn’t going to get a tan because I felt I would be confident enough without it. Whilst on holiday, I realised I should have got a tan before, which would have been the real confidence booster.

I’ve always been extremely pale and let’s be honest pale skin can be pretty but it does show up an endless amount of flaws that can easily be covered with a tan. A tan also makes me look healthier and emphasized the small amount of cleavage I do have.

So, in preparation for my Croatian holiday, I’m going to try and eat as healthily as I can, practise a little belly dancing in my room and book in my St Tropez tan!!

Here are 2 photos whilst I was on holiday... The one in the bikini is from Greece (without tan) and the one sat down (with St Tropez tan). Its hard to make real judgement because only one is in a bikini...but let me know you're views on this subject :)

Tuesday, 30 March 2010

My 21st!

I had an amazing 21st birthday...

I spent time with the family and boyfriend in the day and got lots of lovely presents and money. My favourite present of all simply had to be the dressing table I have wanted for ages...

It is antique with a dressing table mirror and accessories to display on the table; a silver antique hand held mirror and hair brushes. The only thing missing is a stool so I can sit there and apply my make-up and fix my hair! I’m not sure where I could get a stool that would suit the dressing table. I might buy a stool then cover it with a vintage fabric...that could look nice!
Anyway...here are some photos of my dressing table so you can see how I’v decorated it.

Not only did I have a lovely day at home but when returning back to my halls of residence in Southampton I was stunned by a very lovely surprise, that my flat mates must have very thoroughly planned!

As I walked into the kitchen through a curtain of hanging 21’s , a confetti canon went off and everyone was singing, while my flat mate held a big cupcake birthday cake. I’d never ever seen the kitchen like this before, usually the kitchen is cluttered up with dirty dishes and mouldy tea towels that smell of decaying bodies.

I felt like the girl in the film The Little Princess when she enters her dingy attic room to find it has transformed into an Indian inspired room with a banquet of an array of delicious foods.

(Above) A little Princess- I love this film so much!

Here are a few photos taken in the kitchen...my favourite part had to be the strawberries dipped in the chocolate fountain.

Let me know what you think ;) xx

Thursday, 25 March 2010

Memories of Italy

My dream holiday simply has to be Italy, without a doubt it is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.

I know I may not have had chance to travel the world yet, but I can’t imagine much topping off my holiday to Lake Garda in Italy. Don’t get me wrong, some people may say Lake Garda is for old people. Take it from me- its most definitely not.
The night before I set off I simply couldn’t contain my excitement. As I packed the last of my carefully planned outfits into my suitcase, I couldn’t help but keep glancing in the mirror as my St Tropez tan gradually developed. My eyes just aren’t used to this kind of colour on my skin; usually I’m white with a slight tinge of blue.

Hurray! Eventually, we arrived in Italy and as we stepped off the plane the sun hit us. We drove along the lake that is gazed upon by gloriously tall emerald mountains to reach our destination at a small and friendly hotel called Hotel Eden. It’s most definitely not the Ritz, but it is authentic Italian looking and after all it’s the Italian culture that I’m here to experience.

After unpacking, we decided to explore the small town we’re staying in. Cobbled narrow streets and distinctive Italian buildings led to a promenade that was full with traditional colourful bars and cafes. The view across the lake is much too beautiful to describe and the town is amazingly atmospheric.

The trip to Venice was long but well worth it, especially for the gondola ride. I felt like I was royalty riding in one of those crimson velvet lined gondola’s- well almost... minus the other 2 couples who had to share the gondola with us. One day I will be rich enough to have my own gondola.

Milan was a slight disappointment in terms of shopping, I was all hyped up for what I thought would the best shopping experience of my life. So there I was with 300 Euros hidden away in my bra and all I was faced with was one designer shop after the other; Nice to admire but certainly not in my budget.

On a boat trip on the lake I could take in the scenic views that surrounded me. On arriving at Sirmoine we notice the many cafes that align the windy streets. I marvel at the many different types of tasty ice-cream available. We walk up to the highest point in the town, which is the ancient castle- the views from up here were spectacular. However, my main goal was to escape the wasps after my ice-cream!

As the end of the week neared closer I just wished I had booked 2 weeks, there were so many more places in Italy I wanted to explore. Knowing I won’t be able to afford another holiday like this for a while is sad but hopefully when I become a famous journalist in the future I may get the opportunity to explore the whole region.