2nd wave of excitement!

Yes, I know! Uncharacteristically, I've decided to post not one, but two times in one day! Why I hear you wondering? Because I have a new laptop (and I'm writing from it if you couldn't guess!) And I always said that when I got a new laptop that one of the first things I'd do is do an outfit post. I know it's been a while since I have so I apologise, but hopefully I'll be back on track soon especially since I have a lot of spare time on my hands now... which I am definitely not complaining about!

So, as you have all witnessed, the weather has been completely amazing recently particularly for England! I'm used to rain, so when a whole week of summery weather comes along I'm in shorts and flip-flops quicker then you can shout ,'Summer!'

So I went out with a few friends on Friday to sunbathe, we aren't very sporty so it was a compromise to our normal rugby which never goes down well. And then on the Sunday my friend Megan dragged me out! Literally. So we went for a stroll in the lovely sun and made friends with a pigeon! Unfortunately, I have not tanned in the slightest! But, I hope you enjoy the pictures! I hope you're having an amazing week! xoxo

Hello Mrs Fascinator!

I'm super happy today! I literally only had one lesson at school and then I could come home, which was just what I needed! So I had a lovely afternoon! Unfortunately, I still have all day tomorrow, but I'm still excited about that because we get our letters back that I wrote in year 7 to future me! It's so weird! All of a sudden everything is ending! I took in a leaver's book to school as well and got all of my friends to sign it...although some of them slipped through the radar...cough cough Emma! It's quite nice knowing what your friends really think of you! And.... as you may have guessed by the blog title...my fascinator came!!!! Yay! No, I'm not sure either why it's Mrs fascinator, but it just seems weird for a fascinator to be a guy?!? Maybe it's just me! I'm just overly happy today! Keep smiling guys, it may be starting to rain, but at least we can sing in the rain!!! Keep Dreaming xoxo

'The Sun is shining in the sky!'

'There ain't a cloud in the sky!'
It's so true! Has everyone seen the weather? I know that whilst I'm at school, the weather is way too warm to bare...but normally? Oh my gosh! I just want to spend every minute of the day in the sun! I took some outfit photos the other day, but I'm not posting them as of yet because (drum roll) I'm getting a new laptop! Yaaaaay! So I guess they'll be the first photos that I put onto that laptop! I'm so excited! Hopefully, I'll be taking more outfit shots as well because of the gorgeous weather! I promise I'll stop talking about the weather now! Have a lovely sunny week! xoxo

Article analysis

In this month's Cosmo there's an amazing article called 'Why do men have to do the chasing?' by Stuart Heritage, which I believe is just pure genius- if you have time, you should definitely check it out- and really got me thinking! It explains that some men hate the chase and that it leaves you in a complete ball of nerves a.k.a not the most attractive look ever! So why can't girls bite the bullet and do the chasing themselves?
...Why don't we?
Traditionally, it's the guy that does the serious stuff! The first date, the will he/won't he call me, the ditching the plans! And us girls? We simply do the flirting and get to play the games of receiving the desperate phone call to only leave it two more weeks just so we don't look needy! But, is this fair? In this day and age, women are on the climb. We're the head of companies, the trousers in the relationships and the ever so reliant agony aunts. So why aren't we in charge of the chase?
My conclusion is that girls seem to think that they have enough troubles! 'Body image' is something that can knock a girls confidence so far down that it may never be seen again. So how is any self- respecting woman meant to walk up to a guy and take the first step, when really her mind is worrying if you can see her bingo wings in that top? The fact is that men may be a complete ball of nerves, but women would be to the point of breaking; since when was that attractive? We wouldn't want to put ourselves out after all. And anyway, what's wrong with a little tradition? xoxo

The people we meet.

In life, we get to choose the people we are friends with, but not our family. And you probably love both of them either way! But, is there a reason that we choose or get given our friends and family? Do we meet the people we know in life to teach us a lesson? Just think. Think of all the people you have met in your life. And yes, I know what you're thinking, how can they possibly all have taught you something new? Well, think about it. Just for one minute. Think of every face you've met. Maybe you didn't even like the person, maybe you felt that the person was just like you or maybe you aspired to be that person. But somehow or other, unconsiously, they've all taught you a lesson. Whether that lesson is to say pardon instead of what, to be yourself no matter what, or to never dress like that in public. And if all of those people have taught you something, then what have you taught them? People spend their whole school lives hating it, simply because it's learning and that's boring. Well sometimes, it's just part of life. Afterall, we learn something new every single day with every new face. xoxo

The Perfect Birthday

At the end of the day, you sit down and realise what an amazing day you've had! As a newly sixteen year old, I can say that I had such a great day and that wouldn't have been possible without my perfect family and friends. I was dreading that sum:
15+1= 16.

Bizarrely, I thought that I was old. But I've realised (with a little help) that I'm young and so what if I make mistakes? Now is the time, after all. And aren't they the funny stories that we'll tell our grandchildren?
Such as...
The lies we've told that have got us into trouble
Gaining an addiction to soft mints
Getting lost on the way to the theatre
but to name a few!

Or maybe how your sixteenth was a-m-a-z-i-n-g! Going to see Grease and having a lovely walk with my parents! I think it may just have been the perfect day: getting dressed up was just an added bonus! So, remember- whatever your age- don't over think, just live in the moment, before the moment passes you by! And don't forget to wish a little! xoxo

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Lottie...happy birthday to you!
Hope you have a fabulous day...you deserve it! xoxo

Emma, Eli, me and Lottie.

Exciting news...

Okay so maybe it's just exciting for me! Because...it's my birthday on Saturday! Does that make this week my birthday week? I'm not overly keen on gaining another year...but hey we all have to do it right? What I am excited about is that I'm going to see Grease!!!! Yaaay! Yes, I've seen it a hundred times on film and I've seen it on stage in London (Yes, the west end!) but I'm off to see it again with Emma because I'm completely addicted! I'm sorry if I've told you this before, but I'm seriously excited to go and see it! I love love love musicals so much! Anyway...roll on with the birthday week!!! xoxo

Last year's birthday cake!!!

Summer chills

Have you ever realised that the more you expect something, the more it lets you down when it doesn't happen. I expected that May would be full of those 'Indian Summer' days so that I can whip out my bright orange sundress and all of my florals. Instead? We get a months rain that is still passed off as a drought. It's the same in life. When you wake up and have a day of hard revision ahead of you, but slowly realise that even you couldn't stick to that plan, you can't help but being a little disappointed in yourself. Exam season begins next week and for once I'm  not completely dreading them. It's the next step which will lead me my dream life. But even next week I could disappoint myself. Confidence isn't something that I ever feel when I go into an exam, but I do like to feel relaxed. The problem with that is that I manage to come out ten times more stressed then when I went in and it's truly disappointing. I guess it's just a case of the Summer chills? I'm hoping to ace my exams (isn't everyone) and so I'll be even more disappointed then usual if I fail. Maybe if the sun came out I'd have much more of a positive outlook. Finger crossed! xoxo

Music I'm lovin': Round two!

I loved sharing with you some of my top tunes of the moment! And so I thought I'd make this a regular...when ever I'm addicted to some new (or really old) songs, I shall post about it. So here are this weeks top 10 songs:
1. Greenday- time of your life (good riddance)

2. Vanessa Carlton- Ordinary day

3. Kate Rusby- I courted a sailor

4. VV Brown- Shark in the water

5. Whitney Houston- I wanna dance with somebody


6. Marina & the diamonds- Shampain


7. Janelle Monae- faster


8. Cyndi Lauper- time after time


9.Rizzle Kicks- travellers chant


10. Carly Rae Jepson- Call me maybe

I'm aware that few of these songs are new, but hey since when was anything about me 'new'? Old clothes, old music... same old me!!!! I guess Kate Rusby is someone who I've grown up listening to and possibly where my whole love for folk music began so I will forever love her music for that reason! And Shark in the water is one of my favourite Ugly Betty episodes of all time! I can't believe that I gave in to the 'Call me maybe' mania that's going on at the moment, but hey! I hope to keep updating you with my music choices...I love hunting for them! Keep Dreaming xoxo

Friends...the family we chose?

It is said that our friends are the family that we choose. But, do we really choose our friends? Is it actually - yes I'm about to say it- karma? We find our personalities through  our choices. On that first day of nursery did you sit on your own or did you skip into a bubbly group of people? If we instantly jumped into that group of people, then I'd agree with the fact that friends are the family we choose (that is if they're reliant). However if, like me, you sat on your own with some play dough then how is it that I chose my friends? When I moved up to secondary all of these people sat together and gathered up and finally the talking had to start. After time, we get closer and closer until we became best friends! So, did we choose these people or not? In a sense we really didn't...we just ended up together. But, I'd like to think that I chose my friends just so I can continue to say that my friends are the family that I chose for myself. And we're certainly a happy family...with a little added drama here and there! xoxo

fascination

We live in a world where little is surprising any more. Every unusual aspect of our lives becomes predictable as people try to be more and more out there! So for my prom, I'm going back to originality. The 50s...a time where everything was new, fresh and exciting. But, to complete my outfit I've been looking for a fascinator. And I must say, I've always been a hat person, I fell in love with Sarah Jessica Parker's Philip Treacy green fascinator that she debuted at the Sex and the City premiere. And since, have been obsessed! I believe that I'm the only person I know that adored Princess Beatrice's pink hat that she wore to the Royal Wedding. And so I knew that, unlike clutch bags, a fascinator would be easy for me to find. I wasn't wrong! Immediately, I found a gorgeous black sequined fascinator, complete with net that would match perfectly with my 'prom outfit'. However, then I gained a brand new problem...do I now need a simple hairstyle? The problems that prom is causing!!! xoxo

Underneath it all

Underneath a person lies their soal, their loves and their life stories! And then underneath a person's clothes lies something that is very rarely discussed...underwear! We all secretly love picking out pretty underwear, for whatever the reason. But, a question I found that is never asked....to iron or not to iron? I'd never put much thought into this until practically all of my friends told me that they didn't iron their bed sheets. Now, I'd always believed in presenting my bed sheets neatly and so iron my bed sheets every time I change them. And then they revealed that not only do they not iron their bed sheets, but they don't iron their pyjamas either! Again, I've always ironed my pyjamas. But, then they revealed something that actually got me thinking....they don't iron their underwear. So, why do I? I'd always assumed that we iron everything not just for appearance, but also for comfort. Their argument? Who is going to see your underwear and does it make a difference? Surely, your underwear is going to get creased throughout the day anyway? I no longer know where I stand on ironing underwear, but it has definitely opened my eyes! Maybe underneath it all, we're also hiding our habits?
To iron or not to iron?
You tell me xoxo

The stresses of shopping.

Shoes are a girl's best friend! They support you in all the right ways and match just about every outfit. However, bags do exactly the opposite. The search for a clutch bag went on today, only for me to be left feeling very depressed and a little disappointed with my luck. That's when it hit me....are we being too picky? In life, there will always be that girl who is looking for the 'perfect' guy and when she finds him, he suddenly isn't good enough! If your going to try sushi, you must expect it to be fishy and not be let down (as I recently experienced): what exactly were you expecting from the business man? Of course he's going to be busy...it's written in his DNA after all. So, I suppose you could say that men and clutch bags are exactly the same! But, I wouldn't want to be that pessimistic. So instead, I've decided to hold my head high and borrow a gorgeous clutch bag from my friend! (That's if she'll let me of course) Prom is turning out to be a lot of effort! xoxo

Growing down

Sometimes, whilst we're growing up, we need to look back at the old. And sometimes, we miss what we see in old photographs. We miss that innocence of being a toddler, we miss being able to get away with anything and sometimes we miss old fashion trends. When I was little my hair was straight down the middle with zilch styling! Gradually, I changed it. My friends convinced me to change to a side parting (just as middle partings were coming in) and then I added layers and have changed fringes a zillion times. Now? I'm bored and feel myself wanting to travel back to the centre. Desperate to grow all layers and remnants of a fringe left out, I'm wishing to go back a few years. Sometimes, whilst we're growing up we need to look back at the old because we need to remember what was so we can build on what will be. xoxo

Remeniscing

As I finished my last ever drama exam yesterday, it was inevitable what was going to happen. And so my drama buddies and I sat in a corner and- dares't I say it- reminisced! We talked about all of our drama exams, when we first met each other and of course all of our mistakes! From embarrassing moments to outfits or phases that we thought were 'oh so cool'. And all of a sudden, I changed my mind. Was I glad to be leaving school? No! I wanted to cling onto it for as long as possible. It seemed like all those terrible mistakes were a great part of our lives. A part that I'm not ready to let go of! It seems just like yesterday that I was walking into my school with very frizzy hair, a bright pink watch and timberland's on my feet! What a difference a few years make! Now, I'm strutting around school with curly hair, make-up and, yes, a sense of fashion! But, it isn't the fact that I've finally got here that I'm going to miss....but it's the journey. I've spent a good year wishing for my time in year eleven to be over and to move on, when I should have been clinging onto these years. They say that school offers you the best years of your life, but I disagree. I think that all of your life can be the best years as long as you don't wish them away! And every now and again, you shouldn't shy away from your mistakes, but instead laugh about them! Oh and never forget to blast out a bit of the 90s/00s pop classics (Hearsay, steps, S club 7, atomic kitten!) xoxo

Self Sabotage

In life there are those people that constantly complain. Or maybe we all do? We complain about the constant bad luck that karma throws our way and we complain about the rubbish choices we made. But, there's the thing. The choice we made. We made those choices, and we didn't necessarily have to! You chose to go out with that guy even though your friends told you ,'God no,' and you chose to get that tattoo that you're now regretting 3 months on. And, do you know what? You chose to turn down that great job opportunity because you thought something better would come along! And now you're going to sit there complaining? Don't you think that that's just a really bad case of self sabotage? Why should we then force our friends to listen to our bad luck and pass it off as 'gossip'? So... are we just all out there to self sabotage ourselves? If we're given a great opportunity, we get scared and start making excuses ( I should know) and then before you know it, you've talked yourself out of a situation just because you've completely scared yourself! Why is it that we want to ruin our lives? Drag out the painful parts? Do we really hate ourselves that much? My advice- no more saying no to great opportunities...if you initially think the idea is great, then say yes. If not? Say no... it's a simple solution that will save you a whole load of bad 'karma'.

Expectations

It's common knowledge that you have expectations of yourself. Not just you, but in fact all of us! I know that I want to go to post 16 and get fabulous grades, then go to University to study fashion journalism and then work for a huge fashion magazine where I can write till my hearts content. And that's alongside finding Mr. right, marrying him and having a fabulous family in a lovely homely cottage! But that's speaking lifetime goals! This is all acceptable to me. If I don't reach these goals? Then I don't reach them! After a good chick-flick I'll be up on my feet again and moving! But, then why isn't it okay for other people to have their own expectations of us? It suddenly feels like they're living our life, but with no care in the world of the outcome. I ask, when did this become acceptable? I've always told any of my friends that they can do whatever they wish to do! 'Don't you see your dreams lie right in the palm of your hand.' Lyrics from one of my favourite songs, Ordinary day. And that is the advice I give. But if someone was to tell me that? I'd say that there is no chance that I can do whatever I want; all you can do is Keep Dreaming! So, I'll give this advice to the rest of you- with all the expectations you make for yourself- keep dreaming because only you can get you there! xoxo

Over the hill...

It's said that when we turn 40 we have a mid life crisis, so when we're 41 we're officially over the hill. Age is something that haunts all of us. We're either being so immature or being way too sensible for our age. And sometimes you find yourself in front on the mirror, inspecting your face for evidence of the years you've lived. Scars from chicken pox and all of our scraps in life. Our skin colour, either from years in the sun or years hiding in the darkness. Freckles...they'll never leave you! And every now and then, to our horror of horrors we find a sign of the good times we've had. Yes, I speak only ,of course, about crows feet! But, shouldn't we be happy that we've laughed so many times in our life? Shouldn't we be grateful? Maybe I am getting ahead of myself a little. After all, I am only fifteen and yet the scare that is my birthday, already worries me half to death. My birthday is coming up soon and I'm already worrying about getting older. I even announced to my friends that I was staying fifteen for another year, because I wasn't satisfied with what I'd achieved at the age of sixteen. But, what is that exactly? I have decent enough grades at school and I have a fabulous circle of friends, not forgetting my family (and my cats) so why am I not satisfied? Is it just that I cannot bare to let go? As soon as I finish my A levels, I will be the first one to escape...so why is part of me still clinging on for dear life to my childhood? And this is when it hit me. I'm scared. Infact, I'm petrified. Emma said to me the other day that I should be celebrating my sixteenth, because it's a life mark and it only happens once. But, I'd rather spend the day with a huge tub of Ben and Jerry's sobbing over he's just not that into you. Am I really that scared of moving on and out? Would I really rather be clueless and innocent? I'm not sure anymore. I just need to remember, 'Tonight, we are young.' xoxo

Is it better to be honest?

We all have those friends, the really close circle, that you could literally tell your life story too and hope not to be judged. Either because you can't face it, or because you'd just hope that they'd have respect for you and your 'mistakes.' But, when we're adressed with the same silly issues or their 'mistakes' we instantly judge; hence the reason advice is given.
'I like this guy. But, he likes this girl. Is it sensible to still flirt?'
And at the top of my lungs I'm screaming God no! However, if this was the other way round, would we want to be judged? If this was me, I'd make the excuse that there's nothing wrong with a little harmless flirting...right? But, if this was any of my friends I'd be telling them that they deserved better! Which leaves me asking....is it better to be honest or to lie to the ones we love?
I've always been an honesty is the best policy gal myself, but I also follow the learn by your mistakes curve. Where does that leave me? Even more so, where does it leave my friends? If you get a close circle of friends that you can tell everything to, then keep them close: afterall, we all need to shout 'God no!' once in a while xoxo