my day off

The Kiss

FucknFilthy

This weekend I went to my favourite place ever for a very dear friend's birthday night out: Manchester.

EVERYTHING AND MORE

is going well... as in my moustache is going well. But I realised today that I have stumbled into the scary area of Hipsterville, and then I realised that it isn't just the moustache but that there are a lot of things, shamefully, that are horrible and hipster. I am very sad about this. Here's some moustache fonts:

Okay, so it's not that bad. It could be worse. But have you noticed how mainstream dressing like a dickhead is now? Cos you can get the whole outfit from topman.

And I have never considered growing a moustache for the sake of it. I hate them. (sorry Rhianna). My friend Rhianna is obsessed with them. If she could grow one she probably would.

i've started to sell the rest of my unwanted clothes and junk on ebay, and some of katie's old stuff too... which includes some very interesting shoes....

i'm selling a Junya Watanabe for Comme des Garcons Jacket, it was very expensive and very unwanted and not worn that much if you want it then bid here cos it's a good price on here for what I paid for which was about 485 and that was reduced from 800! perfect summer jacket, but even size XS is boxy on me. I dont have the shoulders for it :(

sticking your beak into other people's conversations can be highly rewarding

I HAVE GOT A NEW FLAT!!!

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It looked so different to the photo's Cameron and I looked at. We half expected it to be boxy, boring and generally standard 'luxury' apartment but we were pleasantly surprised. The ceilings are incredibly high and the windows are massive. It's modern but doesn't feel dated in a modern chrome and laminate flooring kind of way. It's very open. It's going to look great when we've moved all our tat and fairy lights in, a real cool boys flat ;) And the party I've got planned which I initially envisioned at my family home will now take place there, and it's such a cool flat for a party. We're not going to turn it into a doss house (cam is quite sensible for an 18 year old) and we won't be having loads of parties or anything, we want it to be our own personal space away from Solihull but near enough to get to work. Snow Hill is right round the corner so it's pretty handy. We move in on the 4th of December, so I'll take some photos and put them on here when I get there!

As for the party... I'm a lot happier now I know it won't be at my parent's house. They're selling it and the last few weeks my dad has been fixing things and touching up areas of the house to perfection from a list he wrote known as the 'Snag List'. My dad is extremely methodical and precise and he would just know if I had a party there. Something would break or marks would be made on the brilliant white walls. Or someone would stain the carpet with red wine. I wouldn't be able to blame my cat on that, despite him constantly yakking all over the carpets. But the party at my flat is going to be perfect - I sort of imagine it to be a bit like Monica's New Year Party in '200 Cigarettes'. Except without passing out early. It's just a Christmas party, as it's on the 10th December, but there will be food and cocktails and the possibility of more cocktails.

Talking of parties, we recently had a Nordic Rave party at work, the theme basically being what you'd wear to a rave in Norway, to promote a soap called Northern Lights, which is neon yellow and red and smells of lime, cypress and pine needle oil. It's very uplifting! Just looking at it will make you come up! We raved all day and basically sold the shit out of everything. We will be having a perfume party in a couple of weeks too, to launch a whole new selection of 'exclusives'; perfumes that were originally only available online and from the past and so on.... my favourite is 1000 Kisses at the moment, but some of them are really gorgeous and contain pure essential oils and little alcohol. I'm not drawn to expensive designer perfumes any more because it seems like such a materialistic status thing. You may be wearing a 50 pound bottle of Chanel or whatever, but it only seems to me that people smell it and go 'mmmm thats nice, is it Chanel'? Or they ask you what it is and you reel off some designer name...so you and a million other people all smell the same. With the new fragrances at work and the ones I saw being made up in Libertys and generally everywhere else that does unique fragrances, you can find something and create something unique and exclusive to you. Cameron believes that 1000 Kisses is my signature scent, so I am going with that. It reminds me of him so it's nice to wear it, even though it's mine. Saying that though I like Comme des Garcons MAN and Unidentified Object and I like the traditonal musky fragrances from Kiehls, but even those can be layered and customised.

Anyway, I leave you with a photo of Cameron, after only ONE sip of Ovaltine! I got him onto it, because that's what I drink before bed, but it has a more than desired effect on him, and when I came back to my room he was asleep like this with his hand dangling into the mug. I drank the rest.

ween-a-tron

So Halloween came and went, and Halloween night saw a lot of trick or treaters and compliments of my lovely display. Unfortunately, I left my camera at work, therefore, I can's show you any photos of the front of my house. By the time it was Monday night however, I was so fed up with Halloween this and Halloween that, that I'd stopped caring. I will happily post some of the best pictures (taken and found) of this Halloween.

Also growing a moustache for Movember. Now..  im not sure whether you just don a moustache, or grow it and not touch it till the month is over, but i grow facial hair quite quick and quite thick, so im worried that if i don't trim it at least, then my new boyfriend will dump me.

anyway here's day 2 so far:

happy halloween!

he doesnt want you

i hope so / me too

 the following insert is from Estelle's livejournal, 17th august 2005.
Insect eating man
Well yesterday fuckface and i got stoned and went to tesco's and had a subway, we came home and got stoned a bit more then he went off to work. I got more stoned did lots of washing up and watched a film that wasn't that good. Fuckface came home...the time went really quick he didnt get in till well after 2, we had a bong and went to bed.

Wierd dreams again last night,thats 4 nights in a row, this one one was different again but similar in ways too. Anyway, we went to town and andrew decided to have half his hair shaved off. The first barber wouldn't do it so we had to go to affecks, the guy there was cool. He did it and said it was a great hairdo. We went to Boots and i bought new make up and some face wash, andrew bought some red hair dye. Went to Lush. Got in, had a bong. Dyed the half of andrews hair red. Ate. Fed Cat.

Now fucky has gone back to work. I wish i could have gone with him to see the look on his work mates faces. Lol. It looks so good.

Tonight i'm going to tidy up, bathe, then do some reading whilst smoking spliffs, i need to get some good adeas for my dissertation. And it's always better to read Kafka when stoned i find anyway.

Right.

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It was probably the best time of my life, and the best hairstyle I ever had. We were at uni and living in Manchester, I worked in a bar on Canal Street during the summer and we spent the time having lots of fun. Throughout uni, my nickname was 'Fuck Face'.


- read her journal! its not been updated since last year, but it's a funny read and goes back to 2004!

STRESS

I used to think I was a really stressed out person, and really negative, until I lived with my brother in London for a year, and realised what real stress and negativity was. Living with him really put things into perspective. I hate speaking ill of my family, and it's not a comment to be derogatory at all. He now lives in Hong Kong and I hope he is much happier there, but after living with him in London, I realised I could never put a price on my health, and would never do a job which jeopardised my health and my mental stability, and that whatever it is I do musn't in any way suppress who I am and the dreams that I have. I never want to put things on hold again. It's made me glad, in time, to be doing what I do. Too often, and especially in London, I was phased by young graduates and professionals who were working in big businesses and stuff, but now I see that as not something I'd want to be or do. I want to preserve my youth and spirit, and don't want my soul sucked out by some corporation, completely drained and bored by the time I'm 40.

Recently, I've noticed more things that put life into perspective, and also, I've met people who are either incredibly negative and full of stress or who breeze through life happily and patiently. There is no secret I guess, just coping mechanisms and self acceptance. I think a lot of my understanding of life now is simply down to age. I am so glad that I have finally got out of what was emotional turmoil and unnessesary stress in my late teens and early twenties. I guess I've been more of a depressed person than a stressed person, but since things have changed in my life this year, I am not depressed at all. My situation was entirely different six months ago, and I have since learnt at work that I love a bit of stress, it's good for you.

Today is my day off and in all grand day off style I stayed in bed till 10, had pizza for breakfast, going to watch some dvds and drink lots of water. My little brother came back from Afghanistan last week by the way, and isn't going back. Talking of stress and work... I don't think it gets much worse than being in one of the most dangerous parts of the world for your job.

smell ya later

There are lots of new products at work at the moment, and there are some new contenders on my list of favourites. Actually, there has been a whole entire shift in taste. I've surprised even myself. Now I'm not one to harp on about Lush products on a blog, I don't review anything, and as much as I love the products and that of having good, youthful, you'd-never-guess-my-age skin, I don't want to become one of those awful Lush geeks who substitute bubble bars and shampoo for a social life. My life isn't going to end if I don't have it all. But seeing as I've been spending most of my life at work, and being impressed with what's new, it seems logical to share what I am enjoying at the moment.

Bubbleroons / Maccaroons

These look like maccaroons. The three 'flavours' are called Yuku, Green and Rose Jam. I'm particulary fond of Rose Jam as I like rose oil, and believe it is something to use when feeling seductive and sensual. It was a very lovely bath indeed. It has a sweetness that qualifies the 'jam' part of it's name.

Snowcake, Melting Snowman

I never really cared for the almond marzipan smell of Snowcake last year, or any year, but now I feel like I can't get enough, and the snow man melt is perfect for the dry, irritated winter skin I will get. Sometimes I get eczema  so it should help with that.

Calacas, Lady Catrina, Skullduggery

Halloween is upon us and the new Halloween products are out. Lady Catrina and Calacas jelly are back but the bathbomb is new - Skullduggery. It's shaped as a sugar skull, as the theme at Halloween is more Mexican Day of the Dead. The bomb smells very fruity - lots of lime and neroli. It makes me feel very happy. I'm going to buy a whole bunch of them to give as presents. I love the whole day of the dead thing. It's a shame cos Fran is having a day of the dead house party in sheffield which I could of potentially gone to but it's tradition that I party here in Birmingham, and have already booked tickets.

Cameron's name for the products:

Calacas - 'Cactus mixed with Caucasion'

Glogg - 'Bjork'

Snowcake - 'Snowflake'

trying stuff out

 some old products from the past.

maybe it was just the cat

Beautiful October

Some pictures I just took today...