Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Brilliant Bras for Bigger Boobs! (That don't break the bank ;-P)

Hello my lovlies!!

Are you tired of having the booby-blues? :-(

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I have some great news for all you busty beauties out there that have a serious problem finding bras that are flattering, gorgeous and CHEAP! Now I know that quite often, bigger-boobied women have to compromise; either you pay £30 PER bra, (yes boys, £30 quid a bra to support boobs that can be the size of two small infants, so if you don't want to pay, stay the hell away and keep those hands to YOURSELF!) and get a gorgeously flattering lacy number, or genuinely decent multi-way, or you do what I have to do as a student and go to Next, Asda or a similar establishment and buy two bras for £20 that are padded to the hilt, the size of a boulder, or just plain ugly (that you never take back because they are so cheap and they don't fit you properly either), and THEN to add insult to an already miserable, breast-related injury, they can add at least a dress size to your top half.

Well for all you busty babes that don't know, www.brastop.com have filled that gap in the market for girls who cannot afford to constantly go to Bravissimo (as brilliant as they are) and spend in excess of £25 on a single bra without even considering the prospect of matching panties. With that in mind then, let us cut to the chase and discuss prices. You can get yourself a bra worth £25 pounds for about £13.95 which I think is a good deal. I think that they also do like a "deal of the week" or a "bra of the week" where it cost like £10, which for a bra from brands well known to us busty beauties like Freya, or Fantasie etc, is a real bargain. At the very least you'll get 20% off most of the stock's retail price so I would definitely suggest that you take advantage of a website that saves you money all year round instead of 4-6 times a year when the sales are due, and it's difficult to guarantee that you'll get the lingerie you want in your size. The bras are pretty, the matching pants are there as well and you can be happy, shopping for well made bras, at home and at a much lower cost.

I do admit, that you need to have been FITTED, not MEASURED by a random at Marks and Sparks with a tape measure, but FITTED in the sense that you've tried bras on, and you know what size you are, and what style of bra suits you. But once you have the basics mastered, you can then enter the realm of cheap bra-dom that we have all been waiting for. If you still get stuck, they have a dedicated fitting team who will help you and videos on how to tell whether your bra fits you correctly so that you are as comfortable and as supported as you can be. Another bummer is that you don't get free returns if you get it wrong but I'm sure that's something they might address as the company grows. In addition to this, the bras are often from past seasons which means that you will need to go to Bravissimo and other such places if you want the brand new collections. However, it is important to note that whilst stylisiticly the bras will change, the shapes tend to remain the same from season to season so if you are willing to wait and you realise that most of the time nobody sees your underwear to be able to tell you that you are a fool wearing Freya bras from last season, you may be able to buy the bra you've had your eye on at a later date, for a fraction of the cost. And I'm pretty sure that if somebody else is undressing you, you probably won't have them commenting on the newness of your bra design when they're whipping it off!

If you've tried www.brastop.com do let me know what you think of prices et cetera, et cetera, and of course if I remember to do so I will update you all on my coming purchase. Also you can all have a link to the Brastop Blog as well (www.brastopblog.com). I really do hope this was a useful discovery for some of you; it certainly excited me so lets turn that frown, upside-down and enjoy some Happy Bra Shopping!

Cheeky grin courtesy of myself...
Thanks for stopping by guys!

Hugs and Kisses,

Friday, 24 June 2011

Another trip to Whip-My-Weave-Back-And-Forth-Land??

I am so lazy. This title is directly influenced by laziness and an unwillingness to take care of my hair, SO I am now planning my next venture into Whip-My-Weave-Back-And-Forth-Land. It won't happen until the end of September at least, (if I can wait that long) so never fear, the afro will remain here. For now. Here I am with my FroeeMcFro:-

But I've a hair do in mind. This picture (below) is courtesy of essence.com and it'll be perfect for the A/W season where chic-ness and sophistication will be my mantra, and bold, vibrant confidence will underpin my being. Now this pic is with shorter hair extensions but i want mine to be LOOOOOOOOOOOONG so I'll have luscious, layered lengths instead. I'm gonna put this picture in before you shoot me:-
I love the hair, but don't you just love the makeup! So nice. Anyway I digress. I want this. I'm going to have it. I'm excited. That is all.

Not sure what length I'll have...I'm debating 22inches or 20 inches but I suspect that the 22 will be too long so I miiight go with 20. It'll be foiiiiine! I'll look at my first weave to try and imagine how the extra length will look. My sister likes it and so does my Mum (amazingly, she HATES weaves) so we're good to go. It's either this or a handbag...heck I'll take both. ;-)

Hugs and Kisses

Tuesday, 14 June 2011

Are you wearing...Tights?

Hello and welcome back to my blog and all my wonderful musings. My posts will hopefully get much more frequent now that exams are over and I will have time to focus. So today's post in this wonderful month of June is on skin coloured tights for women with darker complexions. Now lets start off with some background.

At school, skin coloured tights didn't even enter the domain of my thoughts. I had seen the range in Marks and Spencer of skin coloured tights for black women, which consisted of one pair of 15 or 20 denier tights aptly named "Cocoa" and simply thought... "Oh dear." So for the entirety of my school career the option was either no tights, trousers (when I got to sixth form), or the 60 denier black, black tights which are pretty much equivalent to leggings. I bore the weight of the 60 denier burden for at least 5 years and then I chanced upon 40 denier tights which stayed firmly out of leggings territory whilst giving me the opaqueness that I wanted. I'd suffer sometimes in the summer months though because tights can get incredibly hot and uncomfortable so an alternative would have been very welcome.

My interest in tights became heightened after I wholeheartedly jumped on the "House of Holland mock suspender tights" band wagon in all its Jessie J glory. I bought one pair and was careless with them so they laddered, and I resolved to buy another pair. So I went online and stumbled across this little gem of a website http://www.tightstightstights.co.uk/ . The words "GET TO THIS SITE NOW FOR ALL YOUR HOSIERY NEEDS!" adequately describe my position and opinion of this site, and the effects it has had on my life. I didn't re-buy the House of Holland tights specifically because I thought them too expensive, so I got the standard Pretty Polly one's which are also very lovely. They however were not the important purchase.

My selection of skin coloured tights however, absolutely took centre-stage.

I bought different pairs of tights in different colours and with a couple of different price points. I will start with my absolute favourite pair which are Pendezo tights, and retail on http://www.tightstightstights.co.uk/ at £5.49 a pop; expensive I know but so very worth it. Here is a piccyture of me wearing them...

Pendezo tights specifically cater to mixed race and black women and so the colour match, even though I was unsure and had never bought them before, was exquisite. They blended in beautifully and they wore like a dream. I got shade 30, which I thought would be too dark but they were perfect, so if you're my colour buy in 30 because they will look fab. I laddered these upon first wear which was a shame but that did not lessen my opinion of them in anyway; the dainty manner of putting on delicate tights is something I've yet to learn because I have spent most of days putting on tights akin to leggings. People could not tell I was wearing tights which is, in my opinion, a very good result indeed.

The next pair I tried were much more bank balance friendly and come in at £1.30. They are by a company called Gipsy who make tights for every skin colour you could possible imagine. I bought two pairs but the colour I enjoyed wearing the most was called "Mink"...I think. I also got the colour "Seigle" as well. Here's a picture of me wearing those...

These tights, were fine to wear although at £1.30 they lack the luxurious feel of the Pendezo tights. However, they are fabulous because you can try them without destroying your bank balance so I'm not fussy, especially as I have yet to perfect the delicate art of putting thin tights on without tearing them to shreds. All my tights get bought in either Large or X large or Tall or whatever, because I like having the extra room to manoeuvre :-p

All in all, this year for me has been about discovery and this is probably one of the coolest I have made. My Mum has always worn tights so she was really interested to hear this particular discovery as I hope you will be too. I have realised that if you know where to look, you can find beautiful skin coloured tights for everyone and that black tights all year round is in fact an option that can be chosen because of convenience or the look that they give to your outfit, rather than a mandatory fact of hosiery wearing life.

Until next time,
Hugs and Kisses,


Wednesday, 4 May 2011

OOTD:-I Am. . .Conscious

Hello everyone! This is going to be my first OOTD post so titled because the dress I am wearing is from H & M's current Conscious collection. The Conscious Collection is a medley of ethical clothing for men, women and children, that makes use of materials such as organic cottons and recycled polyester. Overall, it makes up a really stunning spread of key, summertime pieces. The dress I'm wearing was just short of £30 and it is gorgeous. The embroidery is simple, but lovely and I felt wonderfully girly in this dress. However since a picture is said to be worth a thousand words, let me cut the rhetoric short and present to you, my "Conscious" self. Enjoy.

 Dress:- H&M Concious Collection- £29.99
Belt:- Primark- £1.50-£2
Hairband:- H&M-£1.99
Earrings:- Primark-£3
Sandals:-Primark- £6

Hugs and Kisses,

Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Oh So Chaud!

There are two colours of lipstick that certainly, most black women will have in their collection. The first is a browny toned lipstick, the "go to" lipstick; my mum has several. The brown lipstick is a colour championed above all as a nude lipstick for black ladies everywhere. In contention for second place, along with a dark plummy colour is ORANGE. Oh yes, the orange lipstick. I know that my eldest sister, who lived out her teens during the 90's had an orange lipstick which made an appearance in school photos and at parties. I remember speaking to her as she looked at an old photo, reminiscing on how bad the orange lipstick looked in hindsight and how much she enjoyed wearing that particular lipstick nevertheless.

Well now, the tables have turned. Orange lipstick is back on the map and causing a madness amongst fashionista's of every colour and every creed, everywhere. Some call it the new red. I think the two things are entirely separate and conjure different emotions but the important thing is that for those who dare, or those who are simply curious, there is an orange lipstick out there for you at a variety of price ranges. Oh yes.

I went to MAC to lose my orange lipstick virginity and picked up a deep, burnt, matte orange called "So Chaud." The ladies let me play, handing me lipliners and glosses to try with it. I thought I hated it at first, but I played with it and found the end result quite pleasing. I bought my own, took it home and continued to experiment, finding that a brown lipliner, and a brown lipgloss heavily laden with golden flecks, made the lipstick an everyday wearable item rather than a lipstick that you never use because you feel it to be too wild and too bright.

 Above I am just wearing the lipstick which is nice but I added lipgloss anyway which makes everything look a bit more...Juicy :-).

Graftobian HD Creme foundation, Sleek Liquid Illuminator in "Goddess", Sleek Contour Kit in Dark, Sleek blush in Scandalous.
MAC Folie eyeshadow, Maybelline Lasting Drama Gel Liner in Black, Loreal Volume Million Lashes Mascara in Extra black.
NYX lip/eye pencil in "brown", MAC "So Chaud" Lipstick, Benefit Lip gloss in "Almost Famous"

I got mine from MAC but orange and coral is EVERYWHERE, so check out Sleek at your local Superdrug where you can pick up fabulous lipsticks for around a fiver. Rimmel are sure to have their own take on this trend and many others. If however, you are unlikely to ever become a wearer of orange lipstick, lighten your life with a spot of orange or coral coloured nail polish. Rimmel has a stunning coral rightly labelled "Coral Queen". So as the weather brightens, let your tastes broaden and give the vibrance of orange a go! :-)

Hugs and Kisses,

Monday, 18 April 2011

Size is mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter.

I know others will disagree with this statement. I know the argument is that we should all be healthy and being overweight is not healthy, and that people should not advocate being overweight by saying it's beautiful because it isnt and blah blah blah. . .

But I have been thinking and observing the humanity in my immediate vicinity. This issue has been bouncing around in my mind for so long. All the thinking I've been doing has centred on whether I want to pursue the above notion as a genuine belief system, or to discard it and continue to base the strength of my self esteem on my dress size, and have none until I reach at least a size 12. As you all know I am a UK 16-18 without a shadow of a doubt. You will also know that if I lost a couple of stone it is unlikely that I would be in any way anorexic. It is also likely that if I become busy or if I take up a hobby that makes me more active I will lose weight. 

I will probably like that this is happening and I will not complain however, I will now be brutally honest. As a teenager, I am not at a place where I want to lose weight to be healthy. I want to eat chinese takeaway, pizza and Nando's till my heart's content. Couple that with me being a hopeless romantic, the only reason I would want lose weight is because I believe that is a genuine barrier to me having a lovelife. Pretty sad I think although it is the honest truth. Therefore, the active pursuit of weightloss is no longer highly ranked on my agenda which includes, sleeping eating, writing the occasional essay and making an abundance of fashion and beauty related purchases both physically and internetedly. 

Think whatever you like, but I have reached the conclusion that size is not synonymous with your ability to be gorgeous and stylish. I met a girl who picked up the same dress as I did from New Look, only hers was a size 8, a size 10 at most and mine was a size 16. See the difference:-
 Oh wait...there's hardly any.

 Now don't get me wrong, I don't advocate being so overweight that normal everyday life is difficult, but a little extra chub is unlikely to cause an extortionate amount of damage. I see people in all shapes and sizes enjoying life and love, and as part of my self discovery, I have decided to forget the idea that others can't love me because I am a size 16+.

So the journey of discovery continues. I'm just learning to be comfortable, and stay comfortable in my own skin. Seeing as I haven't got a size 10 figure to call on, I'd best whip my self-belief into shape and give myself instead, an aura of irresistibility. (I'll let you know how that goes ;-)) From what I've been told, it apparently lasts much longer than a youthful appearance. It's clearly worth the time investment then.

To wrap this up, I would advise all ladies to pursue what makes them happy and not what they think will make other people happy. The latter is a fool's game with limited results and high costs. If a little less weight will make you happy, lose it. If a little more weight will make you happy, gain it but continue to nurture your self-worth whilst you go on such a journey and know that style can be achieved in every season, regardless of size and shape.

Hugs and Kisses ladies,

Fancy Dress Party? Absolutely!! :-P

Hey hey hey ladies!!

I've been away for a long while, but I think I'm back now. So having been to several fancy dress parties recently, I thought I'd kick off with this happy post on fancy dress attire. I wrote it some time ago so enjoy.


Does the thought of fancy dress make you wanna hurl? Well never fear because EBAY is heeere! If you want to be a typical curvaceous girl and go as a doughnut, be my guest, but if you're ready to get your sexiness on, here's some tips to help you on your way.

Rule No.1:
DO make the most of your best assets. My sister has AHmazing bangers but she's not so happy with her legs. Bust out the breasticules, and opt for a slightly longer skirt, wack on some heels and get out there! I love my legs so I whip those out at every opportunity. Add heels and if a little bit of butt peeks out, meh, people can looky looky, as long as they no touchy touchy ;-). Oh and ladies, for goodness sake jump on the corset bandwagon. EVERYBODY can appreciate a bit of good corsetry.
(Costume suggestions include; Minnie Mouse, Snow White /Snow Black ;-), french maid etc etc.)

Rule No. 2:
DO be realistic. Accept that once you get above a size 12 at the most, it's not necessarily going to be flattering for you to go out in a bra and pants, stick on some bunny ears and a tail and say "I am a Playboy bunny." I know that quite frankly, all the will in the world, alongside all the confidence there is, will do nothing to change that I would feel, and LOOK like a complete blob. Don't do it. Instead. Dress smart. By all means bust out those bunny ears but buy, from H&M, some simple black leggings and a fitted black vest and team with heels. You look good, you feel good.

Rule No.3:
DON'T pay extortionate amounts for your costume attire. Get yourself, as previously mentioned, onto the Ebay website and fancy dress shop til you drop. Do not be fooled. Many costumes go up to at least a size 22-24 and some Ebay stores devote themselves to selling costumes for larger sizes still at reasonable prices. Also be AWARE that most sellers are selling the same thing and yet will be charging different prices so don't be tempted to buy the first costume that you see, in the style that you like. Alternatively, if it's not viable for whatever reason, to collect your own costumes, don't be a bum and go as yourself, HIRE a costume!! My Dad has had some HIDEOUS ones.

Rule No. 4:
DON'T rule out making your own! I happen to know an amazing girl, who can make costumes out of whatever you hand to her. If you're a dab hand at sewing, even better!

Rule No. 5:
JUST. BE. YOU. Don't under any circumstances feel inadequate because you were the only one in your circle of friends who couldn't let out the tummy. You can be just as confident and as sexy as they are; and hey, that belief in your own gorgeousness might have you being the centre of attention anyway... ;-)

Rule No. 6:
DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!!!!! go home with a stranger that night. All I'm thinkin' is WALK OF SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME! It's obvious enough when you're caught teetering along in a little black dress and heels, so in a french maid costume? Yeah. Enough said.

Rule No.7:
DO take LOADS of photos of the event. I didn't and regretted it.

So all that's left to say is, have loads and loads of fun. Laugh your head off and have a wicked time and forget about being self conscious, simply because You Are Gorgeous! ;-)

Hugs and Kisses

Friday, 4 March 2011

Late blossoms are always the most beautiful.

Late blossoms. They are the most beautiful because they wait until all the other blossoms have flowered and wilted. Then they flower, on a timescale that is entirely their own, made more beautiful against the backdrop of fading blossoms which have already had their time. Little jewels.

Hugs and Kisses

Tuesday, 25 January 2011

I Am Not My Hair...

"I Am Not My Hair" is a song written by one of my very favourite artists India Arie. After hearing that song, it was then I decided that my hair, should be able to change with the seasons, with my moods, with my emotions. Why shouldn't my hairstyles take on the "chameleon-like" quality that is synonymous with fashion and beauty trends? Why should I be terrified to sport my hair in its natural, untouched condition? Everybody else does. If I suddenly decide to become outrageous in my fashion sense, or I decide that all of a sudden, I want to wear orange lipstick every single day, I now live in an age where, in that respect, I answer to no-one. People accept wild fashion sensibilities as original and intriguing. But it appears, that when it comes to hair, particularly afro hair, I am put in a box either by myself or others. Why?

When I was younger, hair was a little bit of an issue. I was your average, cutie-pie little black girl, wearing with pride, the little individual plaits Mummy used to spend hours doing. I remember my self esteem rocketed as a primary school kiddie, when my hair was freshly done, the partings still new and crisp. It was okay when it was loose and in a pony-tail but tiny little individual braids were in my eyes, beautiful. They moved when the wind blew, and I could flick them around, I could have a fringe over my eyes. It was almost like having... everyone else's hair. Therein lies the problem. In fashion, difference is encouraged, not as much as it should be don't get me wrong, but encouraged all the same. With hair, if it isn't long and flowing, or short and spiky, loosely curled, or your 70's afro to add comic value to a social group, it isn't beautiful. I went through most of senior school, thinking my hair was crusty, dreading school photos and mourning over the fact that I couldn't have beautiful hair unless I relaxed it. When I was super miserable, I even assumed that I couldn't get a boyfriend because my hair was "nappy"(Turns out it makes no difference; I added 16 inches of hair to my head and still, no sign of a man).

Then one day I had an epiphany whilst washing my hair.

I was in my Mum's house at that time and I was maybe half way through Year 12 perhaps a little further along. I had just rinsed the shampoo out of my hair and applied a random conditioner meant to detangle, smooth and soften my hair and I noticed for the first time in 16/17 years that my hair had a defined curl pattern. I was in awe; it was beautiful. It bounced. My hair journey started then and I have not looked back. I went to London with my Mum and began the hunt for the products that would help me keep that curl pattern I had found, all day! People were unhelpful in the salons that I went to, so I got online, and found people facing the same dilemma as me; heck! some ladies had made a business out of it! I discovered hairstyles that I could try at home, which led me to my now infamous Frohawk, liked by some, and not much liked by others. I discovered I could wear a weave (also liked by some and not by others), wear wigs (loved by a few but generally hated by many), have my hair short one day, and 20 inches long the next day. It's been liberating.

So I would say that this year, I aim to appreciate all kinds of beautiful, because there is no set text on what is attractive in a physical sense so I refuse to limit myself. I have learnt very clearly, the importance of beauty from within. A cliche I know, but if I am focused on being beautiful from the inside out, I can make it so it is the substance within me that defines who I am and not my hairstyle, my makeup, or my fashion sense. 

"I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I am not your expectations, no.
I am not my hair,
I am not this skin,
I AM the soul that lives within."

Hugs and Kisses

Sunday, 9 January 2011

Cape today, Cape tomorrow.

ASOS Hooded Military Cape

Okay so this bad boy has been my absolute Autumn/Winter staple. It's surprisingly warm, and in most cases quite practical. It pretty much suits anybody. I procured mine in a size 16 and I fretted until it arrived because I definitely believed it wouldn't fit around my breasticules, but they come up huge so even if, at the time of me purchasing this, they had the size 18 in stock, I wouldn't have been able to keep it; it definitely would have been too large. The hood is huge which is adorable; it does a little of the Scottish Widow drape and it's a weighty coat so it doesn't flap off when placed lightly over the shoulders unless there's a fair amount of breeze.

Okay so here are my self imposed rules for the wearing of my superwoman cape; I'll sling it over my shoulders after a night out because I normally wear some kind of legging or I wear a dress that finishes an inch or two above the knee (I know...saucy :-P). Then it looks awesome. I have to see enough leg for my cape to work for me otherwise I do tend to look like a walking marquis. So for me, leggings, jeans/jeggings, shorter dresses and trousers are really cute. Tailored trousers are better I find, otherwise there is fabric overload, but sometimes its the first coat I lay my hands on when I'm leaving for work in a hurry so bog standard New Look bootleg trousers are what the cape gets paired with. In fact I don't care as long as my legs are two separate entities to the naked eye.

The last thing I added, was heaps of attitude. I was aware that I was wearing a cape in an everyday setting; it took some getting used to as a cape is synonymous with fancy dress so a pinch of attitude is needed. My life became a catwalk from that point; I decided that I needed to constantly look like I had things to do and people to see and then people, I found, subconciously recognised me as a no-nonsense FASHIONISTA with a purpose and fashion-filled life. Of course, I had nowhere to go except Tesco and nobody to see except the McDonald's staff but nobody else needs to know that.

Just as a by-the-by do not for one second think you can fling a bag across your bosom in an easy fashion with this style of coat. It wont happen easily if at all. It tends to bunch up on you and look ridiculous so I stick to bags I can carry in the crook of my arm in a "diva-ish" manner. In addition always carry a bag big enough to carry a 99pence H&M lint roller because the black one picks up white fluff like a BEAST and it'll really get on your nerves. Lastly, keep an eye on the quality, the shoulder detailing on the left side fell off; its nothing a needle and thread won't fix but even so it is quite expensive especially if you're on a student budget. Which reminds me, get an NUS card and type in the number across the front of it to get 10% off all ASOS purchases. That can't be bad right? You can still get these on the ASOS store just here:-


I also found this cape from Dorothy Perkins that I completely adore. As soon as there's some money in my bank account I do believe it will be mine. At a later date I'll add some pictures of me in my cape looking rather disheveled after several months of endless wear. Seems excessive to have several coats but ah...you only live once. 

Camel Military button cape

So size 16+ ladies and all the other ladies be bold, be daring, and be beautifully caped.

Hugs and Kisses

Thursday, 6 January 2011

Time to find out who I am, and love whatever it is that I find. Bring on 2011.

So here we are, facing the beginnings of new year, packed with all kinds of unknown adventures. I have in fact gone through phases where I find the unknown quite scary, and others where I find it, fun and exciting; it's all about finding a balance. It's always difficult to know when you should leave life to chance or take the reins yourself and create your own opportunities. Either way the purpose of this particular blog is to make this discovery in style.

This time of the year, you can hear the murmur of said new year's resolutions, with the top one being "I want to lose a few pounds in time for summer; I'm going on holiday." I decided to completely disregard THAT particular resolution because well... I love food far too much to relinquish it in any way and besides it rarely works for me; I tend to lose weight by filling up my time. Being a size 16-18 for the past 3 years has had its ups and its downs. In school most of my friends stop around the size 12 mark so that common ritual of swapping clothes before a night out was something that was entirely lost to me. Depending on the time of the month sometimes it would get me down. However, I stumbled across my ability to dress for my body shape without too much thought thanks to the television help offered by Gok Wan and even his pre-decessors Trinny and Susannah. Admittedly, at first it was a little "hit and miss" but after a little practice my efforts to dress well produced more consistent results and sometimes I would feel mildly attractive.

I have come a long, long way since then but have not been diligent in logging my progress so here I am ready to track my fashion and beauty habits. Which habits will I keep? Which ones will be added? Which will be discarded as a bad experiment, obsolete or simply unnecessary? It should be fun because as you will see in the coming days, being a size 16-18 (UK) is not without its perks. Ample breasticles and a fairly defined figure in general make it one of those sugar coated pills that are easier to swallow. In fact, now I am at a stage where I very much embrace my shape. Smaller sizes tend to look good in everything but where's the fun in that? A keen eye is what it takes to look at a top on a hanger in H&M and think "with a belt, that'll look de-lightful." or "for the sake of the random people in the street who have to see you, leave it exactly where you find it...".

Being only 19, I've noticed that I am changing at an alarming rate as a person. As such, my fashion and beauty senses are changing as well, like tastebuds suddenly appreciating a good wine as more than just a disgusting adult drink. This first quarter, my theme is oh-so-cheesily called "Romance and Femininity". I want to evoke a romantic air with my hair, my makeup, and my clothes as well and celebrate becoming a woman. The aim of this is to unlock and reveal a girly, mysterious yet still vulnerable side to me; its no coincidence that my "theme of the quarter" encompasses Valentine's Day and the beginning of spring. Ah, the imagery of it lifts my mood and my spirits already. So bring on 2011, whatever it may hold.

Hugs and kisses until next time...