I don’t know what it is at the moment, but I am loving massive baggy tee’s over shorts. I hate the expression rock chick, and I am the last person in the world that would step out of the house looking grungy, but maybe for the summer I will have a try.
This image is from http://www.nastygal.com/ my new favourite online shopping website.
This is the best foundation I have ever used. Living in a hot country especially with the summer creeping up behind us, it is hard to find a foundation that actually stays on your face all day.
This foundation stays on your face the entire day - no problem! However I wouldn’t recommend wearing it every day! Remember to moisturise before hand, this foundation has a very powdery consistency so it can dry out the skin.
Tip - apply with a sponge or foundation brush, I recommend Bobbie Brown Foundation Brush from the Bobbie Brown Basic Brush Collection.
Sunday Roast is a traditional English meal!!! I love a good Roast Beef which is on the menu this afternoon, followed by tea with a friend who is baking for me and we are going to eat Apple tart and Clotted Cream!!! mmm yum yum yum
No Time for Diets on a Sunday!!!
Why is it such a ritual for people to go to Brunch on the weekend in Dubai…who invented Brunch? It is like Lunch and Breakfast mixed together?
We all know that everyone is just going to Brunch to be seen and heard wearing their new Fendi handbag on their perfectly polished arm!
The only place to be on the weekends is nursing a hangover from our Cocktails at The Address Cocktail lounge the night before.
God Bless Dubai and its Superficial Mask. (from Prada of course)
Alicia Lowes!
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In the Sloane Square Fountain with Fiona Cully and Lucy Shock.
Photos for that AWFUL Daily Mail Interview!!! What a Load of shit that woman wrote about us!!!!
I would NEVER spend 59 pounds of Breakfast!!!!
It is the last day of my internship today and I would have to say it has been an amazing experience. I have learnt so much over this past month and have really got into the whole “office work” thing. It seems that what I was most excited about was what I was going to wear in the morning??? It really shouldn’t have been, but for some reason that was my motivation. I would go shopping on the weekend and try and find that PERFECT pencil skirt. The one that you can chuck any old shitty top with and make you look like you are some kind of Blair Waldorf. Its the skirt that makes you feel like that sexy secretary that gets a pay rise because her bum looks insane. No such luck for me…www.asos.com may have something!!!
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MUSH
My Wonderful Talented Friend Ali’s First Collection in 2008!!!
I really hate the idea of a festival….me being the most high maintenance person in the world. I am not uptight about everything, but keeping clean is like my THING. Obviously there have been times where I have smelled, i’m only human.
Going to a festival is a phobia of mine not washing for five days and i know they say they have “Showers”, but whatever think about all the people that have traipsed in germs from god knows where…arghhh the thought of it makes me sick!!!
I went to Beach Break this summer and I have to say (call me boring) I did not have the best time. There were times where I just let my (unwashed) hair down and i enjoyed dancing around in the cold to some unknown dubstep artist, but on the whole the experience was cold, wet and sleepless. Three things that are not my friends.
It was quite hilarious actually because I went to the festival with my boyfriend and we arrived at a different time to all our friends so we pitched our shitty little tent and called them…no answer - after the first night (of course everyone had blackberrys so the battery was rubbish) so we spent the first two days looking for them, we finally found them and then lost them, found them and lost them. Unless you are in a massive group and you arrive together and stick together your fun is really limited. However I did have a really fun time with my boyfriend Oli and he put up with my complaining very well so I congratulate him!!!!
I am a Domestic Goddess