Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Burning a hole in my pocket

Yesterday I was in the (very) unusual position of having some cash in my pocket. Real cash, quite a bit of it in fact.

Now it has been a bloody long time since this happened. I think the last time that I had money in my pocket that was mine to just splurge, I bought a ride on a dinosaur. (Disclaimer, I'm not really that old, I just FEEL it)

So I have this paper in my pocket with pictures of the queen on them. This money was quite unexpected and to spend it on bills would just be RUDE wouldn't it?

Well I think so anyway.

So there I was, walking around Lakeside, I had visions of myself walking out several hours later looking like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman (Without the prostitution bit obviously) carrying lots of lovely bags that would be choc full of treats.

Several hours later I walk out of Lakeside with the raving bloody hump! Did I buy anything?

Did I hell.

I couldn't even spend my money in Starbucks because the queue was so long. (NOT a happy bunny)

Why is it that when I have money I just can't spend it? I really can't.
It just isn't fair. When I am poor, I see so many products that I want and I just can't afford.

And now I can afford to live a little........................
I can't find anything that I want.

Now there are certain things that I am not allowed to buy as it is so close to christmas and also I have my birthday coming up.

(19th of December, thanks for asking)

But how can I not buy a SINGLE thing? That is just ridiculous. I feel like a failure.

I have the means to single-handedly help boost the economy and I am clinging on to it as desperately as Justin Bieber is his reputation (ooooh topical)

It didn't help that I was banned from spending it on the children. That's usually what happens isn't it? Mum gets some cash, the kiddies get some treats.

It HAS to be spent on me. And my brain just won't let me spend it!!!!!

I am going to have to have hypnotherapy or something to overcome this phobia of spending my own hard earned money.

Am I the only one who does this?

Or is this guilt pretty common?

Let me know

and if you have any ideas of what I can spend my money on, feel free to share

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 28 November 2011

GlossyBox November box review

After my honest review of the October Glossybox last month I was pleasantly surprised when last week I unexpectedly received the November box from the Glossybox PR team.

As I mentioned last month I LOVE the concept of Glossy Box.

"5 basic luxuries from new brands and new products from brands that you have enjoyed in GlossyBox before"

That is the spiel you get with the box but this month I have to say I was sadly disappointed with the overall box.

When you open the box you are greeted by a big plastic bag of salts, now I am sure the product is lovely but overall the packaging doesn't say luxury to me. Plus personally the thought of putting salts near my va-jay-jay at any time when I don't have thrush really seems pointless to me.

Dead Sea Spa Magik Dead Sea Bath Salts are £5.50 for a 1kg bag, the bag in the box was 250g.

I'm sure they are lovely but for me they just don't scream luxury. (In fact they don't even whisper luxury to me in their little see-through plastic packaging)

The second product that I took out of the box was the Monu Recovery Balm, this is a full size product which retails for £16.95. I've never heard of Monu, and this is where GlossyBox works, introducing you to new brands you may never have had the chance  to try out before.
 I'm going to work out what I aacually do with this product before bringing you a more in-depth review in the future.

What is a recovery balm anyway?
Answers on a postcard please.

The third product out of the box was the Arbonne FC5 Ultra Hydrating Hand Creme, a sample size tube which is 15mls small. The full size product costs £19.00. I  had mixed feelings on this product. It is a perfect seasonal addition to the box and very hydrating but the smell leaves me nauseated. I really don't like it at all, When you first apply it starts off very citrusy with almost a washing up liquid frangrance, very fresh and clean but before you can truly appreciate it, it dulls down to almost a powdered love hearts sweets fragrance with an underlying smell of death and decay. (Vomits in mouth a little bit)

The fourth product out of the box was the Nail Rock Designer Nail Wraps £6.65 for 16 wraps. Now I am a huge fan of nail wraps and I have had a lot of practice at using them but these ones frustrated the LIFE out of me. I have wallpapered walls and ended up with less creases and air bubbles (that is a total lie, I have never wallpapered in my life, but you get the general idea I hope) the edges are extremely rough as well, Any other nail wraps I've tried come with a nail file but these ones didn't which made it a lot harder to smooth the edges. (I live in fear of having to wipe my bum, you just know these will tear through the paper-winces slightly)

I got the leopard skin nail wraps in my box, I know that there are different ones in different boxes but these ones are very me. Rawwrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Awful picture but you get the idea I hope.

Deep breath.

The final product in the box were two perfume samples.

Serge Lutens. L'Eau Serge Lutens and Vitriol d'Oeillet Full size 100mls £86, 50mls £78

Perfume samples? Again GlossyBox? Really?

Ok, here is what has got a lot of people more than slightly annoyed. Last month the box contained perfume samples, this month................. the box contained perfume samples.

Perfume samples are a lot more accessible for people than say for example samples of hand creme. If I want to try a new perfume then I can go to any department store and practically drown myself in perfume samples if that is what floats my boat. It seems to be a bit of an easy way out really.  It's like adding a whistle to a party bag, you know no-one really wants it but you have to make up the numbers somehow.

Another thing that has got the crowd riled is that some people got Serge Lutens and some people got Illamasqua Freak.

Now if GlossyBox would have got their shit together they could have had a winning box on their hands here. Freak isn't that easy to get hold of. A sample of this probably would have silenced the people (including me) who are disappointed in the overall box.

I have heard SO much about Freak and am desperate to smell it. I also understand that their has been grumbling (ok, out and out yelling) that people think that it was the bloggers who mainly got Freak in their boxes. Looks at self. Looks at box. Looks at self again. Well I can guarantee that little conspiracy theory isn't true. Dammit, I wish it was though. (stamps foot)

Less perfume samples GlossyBox please. It cheapens the whole idea for me. Or throw in the samples as a little bonus. Everyone likes to get a little sumting, sumting every now and then.

Overall this box really didn't rock my world. there wasn't a standout product for me in the box this month. Everything had the potential to be great but like a new song from Jessie J it just really hasn't lived up to it's hype.

I think the chances are this is the last box I will receive from GlossyBox but I look forward with interest to seeing what the December box holds, I really hope that they can dazzle and wow with the last box of the year. I still think that £12.95 isn't an extortionate amount to spend on trying a box like this each month but with the competition constantly increasing with new box companies seemingly appearing each month now is the time when Glossybox will either turn it around with something special or really begin to alienate their subscribers who will start to leave in droves.

How did you feel about your November GlossyBox?

Did you receive Freak in your box? Or would you have liked to?

OR were you completely happy with your box and think I am talking crap?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x

Friday, 25 November 2011

Nom or Vom

So today has mainly been about egg, bacon and mushroom baguettes and a lot of sleep but I also subscribe to the better late than never way of life so it may be 5pm but it is never too late for a Nom or Vom.

So todays Nom or Vom is yet another one of those guys that has improved with age, you may not WANT to do him, but part of you would. (and you know he'd offer you the cab fare home, or payment, whatever you prefer) I've included a mugshot because I know some of you out there are a sucker for a bad boy.

High Grant

So what do we think everyone?

Nom or Vom

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Wife replacement service

I'm not an iPhone user, I am a (currently ungrateful) disciple at the alter of Crackberry.

All this talk of 5G, 3rd gen and 4S, It all just sounds like an insiders code to me, something that iPhone users just say to confuse those that are not in the know. I do have an iPod Touch however and I do abuse its capabilities to the MAX.

But something on the iPhone 4S has now caught my attention.


Now according to Apple, Siri is the intelligent personal assistant that does things just by asking...................................................................................

This isn't new.

This is a mother, or a wife.

"How is my day looking"?

"Well darling, you have work all day, then it's a night in front of the TV before going to bed and gaining carnal knowledge of my body"

"Thank you my love"

"Do I have a meeting today?"

"No, you are a 3 year old child, the only meeting you have today is with a double episode of Peppa Pig and some toast triangles"

"I need a wee wee"

I like the idea of Siri, I really do. Especially if it can deal with the nonsense that I really don't have time for.

"Siri, where did my daughter leave her shoes" (good luck with that one)

"Siri, who DID actually start the argument between my ten year old and eleven year old" (A little hint, usually the five year old started it, then made a tactical withdrawal)

"Siri, where do babies come from?" ( Saves me a long embarrassing conversation that I really don't want to have)

I like the idea of Siri, I really do, I think she could become the sort of replacement that I could handle.

If Mr Fashionista ever notices that I am gone and starts looking for me, do you think Siri will grass me up that I've gone to a spa?

Do you have Siri?

Is it fun? Is it? Is it?

What is the strangest thing you've asked it?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

British Gas Pools for Schools Initiative

Today marks the beginning of a competition brought to you by British Gas to highlight their Pools For Schools initiative.

If you haven't yet heard of this fantastic scheme, British Gas are providing temporary swimming facilities for schools in areas of "aquatic deprivation". So far this scheme has helped over 10,000 children swim ten metres unaided.

This is a fantastic scheme. As a mother of three young children of primary school age, I was concerned to find that my children only get one term of swimming lessons in total. One term? And some schools don't even get that.

I was lucky, where I attended primary school we had a small indoor pool on site. If they hadn't have had this facility, I wouldn't have learnt to swim.

One in five children are unable to swim at all by the time they leave Primary school, I find this a really sad fact. I have great memories as a child having weekly swimming lessons throughout my primary school life and the thought that my children won't get the same experience due to cutbacks and money saving is quite awful.

Shouldn't all children be given the opportunity to learn how to swim at Primary school level? I think so, and so does British Gas.

So to raise awareness of this great initiative, British Gas have launched a brand new competition

Flip Flop Flip

British Gas are giving the British public the chance to win prizes by taking part in a ‘flip flop lottery’ on their Facebook page By registering your details you’ll be allocated a number at random (from 1-1000) which matches to a flip flop. On the 10th of December all 1000 flip flops will be thrown into a pool in Birmingham and members of the British Gas BGR swim team will be diving in and pulling up random flip flops, If they bring up your flip flop then you are a winner. Prizes can include signed merchandise, tickets to watch the Swimming championships and much much more.

What are you waiting for?

The competition starts TODAY on the British Gas Facebook page and you can also find out more information by following on Twitter  or taking a look at the British Gas website

This great initiative deserves our support and by taking part in the Flip Flop Flip competition maybe we can help it all go............................ swimmingly.


Big Fashionista x x

Disclaimer; This is a sponsored post but I am completely inspired by this initiative and will be entering myself as it is such an important issue  

Monday, 21 November 2011

Did anyone die?

I might have to do a quick roll call.

So yesterday I began to blog a post for Monday morning, I got half way through the post and thought "This would make an AMAZING book"

5 hours later, 3,000 words and I have my first three chapters of my book.

What I didn't have was a blog post for Monday!!!!

That shouldn't be a problem, No-one is going to die if I don't post are they? I doubt there are people sprawled at their desks unwilling and unable to move until I actually post something.

So why did I feel so itchy? This morning I haven't even been able to settle into carrying on with my book until I wrote something on my blog.

I write regularly, Monday through to Friday, it is extremely rare that I don't blog during the week. The weekends are my family time where I choose not to blog or usually even open my laptop.

But no blog on a Monday?

I don't think I would be able to get through the day without posting something.

So I need to check,

No-one did actually die did they?

Can I go back to writing the next chapters of my book now?

I'm loving every second of writing it. and hopefully will be able to share some of what I'm writing about with you all very soon.

It isn't what you'd expect me to be writing but I can definitely see a whole book being written.

I'm really excited about it, but definitely won't be forgetting about my blog or you guys x x x x x

Big Fashionista

Friday, 18 November 2011

Nom or Vom

So with todays Nom or Vom I'm hoping to appeal to those of you out there with a thing for hot geeks.

Ducks the protractors aimed at my head (protractors are geeky right?)

Personally this one isn't my type but I know that he makes some of you ladies go weak at the knicker elastic so without further ado.

David Tennant

Saucy, especially the last one huh?

So what do we think?

Nom or Vom

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 17 November 2011

Pay the lady

A man walks into a bar and orders a pint of lager, the barman asks him for £3.90 (London prices you understand)

The man looks at the barman and says,

"I don't actually have a beer budget, perhaps you would like to just give me the beer as personal promotion for yourself"

Firstly, I know I need to work on my stand up act. it wasn't very funny. Secondly, You know damn well that guy isn't getting his beer for free.

Now obviously I am just setting the scene here.

It is that age old situation that has been going on since blogging began.

Why do companies and magazines out there expect bloggers to write their content for free?

Would you expect anyone else to provide their services for free? I wonder if my accountant would provide his services gratis if I told him it would raise his profile?

How about if I rang Waitrose and asked them to let me shop in their store for free? Because OBVIOUSLY my attendance would raise awareness of Waitrose tenfold wouldn't it?

I am getting heartily SICK of emails telling me how much certain companies and online magazines LOVE my blog, they appreciate my skills and would love it if I could contribute regularly to their sites.

"Of course I would be interested" I reply, "would you like to see my rate card"?

And this is when things get ever so slightly awkward.

"Well I'm not sure we can actually pay for contributions at the moment, we think of it as more personal promotion to be on the site currently. Could you add us to your blogroll"

The quote above came directly from someone in Grazia Online who approached ME for content.

Oh no! No budget? How awful, Wow, don't I feel bad for even daring to ask a magazine like Grazia Online to pay me for content that THEY have asked me for!!

What do they pay the writers of the magazine with? Because I'm damn sure their staff don't do it for "personal promotion"

But it seems that bloggers will do this for love, obviously we write purely for the pleasure of the words.

Bloggers don't need to pay bills or anything so trivial, and we certainly don't need to eat for a while as we can just chew on the excitement of seeing our name in print!!!!!!
(It makes our tummy feel all funny)

I don't think I am being unreasonable here when I wonder where some companies get off asking bloggers to write for for them without wanting to pay a penny in return.

From now on I want everyone to think of me and my blog as the writing equivalent of a high class prostitute.

I am VERY good at what I do, and I don't give it away for free.

If you want me, you have to pay for me.

I don't think I am being unreasonable. It is the companies out there that think of bloggers purely as a money making scheme for their own profit that are being totally unreasonable.

And I'm not taking it anymore.

And neither should anyone else. Because while there are bloggers out there willing to be flattered into providing content for free then these companies won't ever need to change their ways.

Ask yourself this, if a company or magazine is contacting YOU about your work then how high do you really need your profile raised? You must be doing ok for them to have found you in the first place.

If we ALL put a value on ourselves and our work then eventually they will realise that we are worth paying.

Don't fall for the "personal promotion" trap.

You are amazing, your blog is amazing, your writing is amazing.

It must be or they wouldn't be contacting you in the first place.

Know your worth and don't be afraid to turn something down if there is no money in it for you and you think there should be.

Big Fashionista x x x

What do you think?

Am I right to expect payment for my content when people have approached me to work for them?

Have you been approached by companies to write for them for free?

OR do you think personal promotion is worth it occasionally.

Let me know x x

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Black cab conversations? No thanks guv.

I am starting to wonder if perhaps some councils have too much spare cash, too much time on their hands and I am also beginning to have a sneaking suspicion that they are having a secret inter-council christmas competition to see who can come up with the craziest plan to pass as a new rule.

(Loser gets Nick Clegg as a MP)

The current leader in this competition is now Oxford City Council who have decided it would be a hoot to pass a new rule that all black cabs need to have full CCTV and audio in their cabs at all time which will record passengers movements and conversations.

Well that's a bit of a buzz kill isn't it?

Firstly, snogging in a black cab is almost obligitory. That's why they have those large slidey, wipe clean seats isn't it? (Oh the memories) who wants that recorded?

Secondly, I am thinking that Oxford City Council will get bored pretty fast of the following audio comments

"Evening drive, been busy?"

"Morning drive, what time you working till?"

"Roads seem busy today don't they driver?"

"Sorry driver, I've been sick back here" (It had been a heavy night)

I defy you to get in a cab and not ask the driver how busy he has been! It is nigh on impossible, especially in a mini cab where usually a conversation is essential.

Everyone always asks the driver how busy he is. His job is to drive people around for gods sake, would you ask a Lifeguard how wet he got that day?   Would you ask a fireman how hot he got that day? (fans self and makes up own answers in my head that usually involve aforementioned fireman stripping off his clothes and covering himself in melting Nutella)

Sorry, where were we? (Gratuitous? Probably, but hey, my blog, my rules)

Oh yes, recording Black cab conversations. Personally I am against it. I don't feel that it is necessary, it is just another step towards a Big Brother state and more importantly, I have to ask, Why in black cabs? Why have they not put forward the idea of recording people on the bus? Or in a school playground? (Some of those school run mothers could organise a military coup over three wines and 2 viscount biscuits and still be in time to pick up their little darlings)

Perhaps it is just Oxford City Council hope for a higher class of conversation in a black cab?

Stock tips or something? Advice on the best places to dine out in Oxford? Who got a whole in one? There are plenty of students as well so perhaps, who got one in the hole?

I get the feeling that this crazy idea came from a department that is usually kept deep in the bowels of Oxford City Councils town hall. Bless them they don't get out much and are just acting out a bit for attention.

I would lay good money on the fact that they don't even pass this scheme.

What do you think?

Do you think it is a good idea to fit CCTV and audio into black cabs?

OR are you still imagining licking melting nutella off that fireman?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Freddie, Jason, Michael.

Did these guys make my life hell when I was younger or what!

Nope, not teen boyfriends, much worse.

Freddie Krueger

Jason Vorhees

Micheal Myers

Well at least these guys gave me the willies (What can I say, I was a GOOD girl)

I have to confess, since I was a teenager I have always hated horror films. I am the original scaredy cat, a total wussy pants.

Now I don't mind films with blood and guts. I can sit and watch the Saw films with a jam sandwich in one hand and a turkey leg in the other (What can I say, I'm a classy chick like that) but add some moody, building the anticipation music and a knock on the door and I become a quivering wreck.

I just don't like being scared. I tried to watch Paranormal Activity the other week, It took me three days, I lost two fingernails and took about four years off my life expectancy. (I think the missing fingernails may still be embedded in Mr Fashionistas hand)

I have never been a fan of scary films, even the sound of the Jaws music is enough to make me turn over the channel to cleanse myself in good old Disney. (There is never anyone hiding behind a door ready to disembowel and eat your brains in Tangled is there?)

I know they aren't real, of course I do. But my body goes into fight or flight mode at the first sign of something even vaguely scary and I just can't watch for long.

Even when I really want to try to face my irrational fears.

Picture the scene. Three friends go to the cinema, the film we wanted to see was fully booked so we thought it would be interesting to watch The Strangers. I tell myself, I'm 35 for gods sake. I think I can sit through a film for two hours without squealing.

I would like to take this opportunity to apologise to everyone in the rows around me who had to watch as I slowly disintegrated into a snivelling, sobbing, puddle who rocked back and forth muttering "s'not real, s'not real, s'not real" (I'm not apologising to the three teenagers who decided that watching me was so much funnier than the film and were wetting themselves at my demise-Kids today, no respect)

Seriously, that film was SCARY. You know the sort of film, someone goes to the window, the music starts to build, they pull back the curtains and BANG, nothing. But the music gets louder, they go back to the window, (why are they going back to the window? Why?) the music gets even louder, they pull back the curtain again and NOTHING. They start to walk away from the window but they want to have one last look. (By this time I am screaming at my television that they deserve everything they have coming to them, fools) they open the curtain and there is someone there ready to slice off their face and eat it in a baguette with fried red onions. (God, I'm hungry)

My heart can't take this level of anticipation and fright. I rate films on whether I will watch them from behind a pillow, a duvet or Mr Fashionista.

I could avoid these films all together, but where would be the fun in that. A little fright every now and then surely helps us to remember that we are alive.

Doesn't it?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x

Friday, 11 November 2011

Nom or Vom

As always, trying to justify giving you hot, half naked pictures of gorgeous male celebs means that I have to keep up with current events and try to weave a topical sexy celeb into Nom or Vom. (I feel like a poor girls copy of Heat magazine)

Now I could've brought you Frankie Cocozza.......................

But I love you too much to do it to you
(plus my laptop would probably catch a virus)

Instead I bring you an offering of male hunkage that as usual won't be to everyones taste, but we will definitely be seeing a lot of this cheeky Essex chappie over the coming weeks.

Ladies & Gentlemen.

Mark Wright of TOWIE fame. Soon to be gracing our screens once more in I'm A Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here.

(Insert your own gearstick joke here)

So Ladies & Gentlemen, What do you think?

Nom or Vom

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x

Thursday, 10 November 2011

Presidents of the bitching club

Oh Mr President Obama and President Sarkozy, Tut, tut, tut, this is my disappointed face. Gentlemen you broke the golden rule when bitching about a work colleague. Basically you didn't check to see if anyone was listening.

Although giant microphones in front of your gobby little traps should really have given the game away!!!

Oh and the giant bank of reporters listening in who all started to write things down as you spoke should also have been a GIANT hint that perhaps your little bitchfest wasn't as private as you had hoped.


For those that missed it, President Sarkozy was whining about the Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu (I googled the correct spelling-bite me) saying he couldn't stand him anymore and he is a liar. President Obama was then heard to reply "You may be sick of him , but me, I have to deal with him every day"

Not the worst comments in the world I grant you (I've said worse)  but still a schoolboy error gentlemen. You wouldn't catch two women having a bitch about a colleague in the toilets without first checking the cubicles would you?

It just so happens that the cubicles you didn't check were microphones RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR FACE.

Did Gordon Brown never sit down with you both after a G20 summit over a couple of pints and say "let me tell you a funny story about a microphone and a woman named Gillian Duffy"

These guys both run countries for gods sake. If they can't organise a bitchfest at a summit then I truly fear for the future of the whole world.

I've never been caught bitching. I've bitched, of course I've bitched. everyone does. It isn't always meant to be mean, sometimes it is just a way of venting frustration (sometimes it is totally meant to be mean) but I've never been caught. THANK GOD.

I think I would just die. The whole point of bitching about someone is surely that they don't hear it!!!

If they hear it, well then GAME OVER.

Your best bet is to put your hands up, apologise and explain your position.
(or just not take their calls again hey Mr Presidents?)

 How about you? What's your position on Bitch-gate or whatever they are calling it.

Or even better, have YOU ever been caught bitching about someone? (feel free to use the anon button if it makes you feel better, obviously NOT to bitch about me though)

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x x

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

Glossy Box review-October box

I know it is now November but I hate it when everyone posts about the same thing all at once (cough, well-known lipstick sealer, cough) So I wanted to wait a while before giving my own personal opinion on the GlossyBox phenomenon.

The October box was sent to me for review purposes but as always I guarantee my honest opinion. I really don't agree with bloggers who if they don't like a product just refuse to review it on their blog. (form an orderly queue to chew me out on that one below)

On with the review.

(I am not going to give you the spiel about Glossybox and how it works because you would have to be living under a rock not to have heard about this service by now)

Firstly the box.

It is pink, with black tissue paper and a pink ribbon. What's not to like? It is a box for gods sake. Shall we move on?

The products, let's face it. It is the most important part.

So what do you get for your money in the October box?

Stila Smudge Stick Waterproof Eyeliner in Moray £13.00

My first opinion was "Oh great, send me a colour that I can buy from Boots Clearance why don't you?" It's green!! GREEN. I've never worn green eyeliner in my life.
But those clever people at GlossyBox know their stuff. It is gorgeous. I'm a convert, it smudges (the clue is in the name) it's waterproof (I catch on fast don't I?) and surely the whole point of GlossyBox is trying something that you wouldn't usually pick up?
The only other issue that I have is that we were warned not to over twist the eyeliner as it doesn't go back down in the tube. Raises eyebrow

Leighton Denny Expert Nails Colour & Care £11.00

Now I saw a lot of people sobbing on twitter as they received a blue colour varnish which reminded me of a blended cream smurf (Do Starbucks do them? they sound yummy) Luckily I got a lovely pink colour which makes it a lot easier to say that I wouldn't have minded what colour I received as again surely it doesn't matter what the colour is. I have never tried Leighton Denny before but after trying this and loving the formula and how it sits on my nails (Oh I don't know the proper beauty blogger term, I'm winging it here) I know that I would definitely purchase Leighton Denny again, in a colour I want.

Dermalogica Age Smart- MultiVitamin Thermofoliant and MultiVitamin Power Recover Masque £40.50 £33.00 for Full size products

It is Dermalogica, there is nothing more to say other than LOVE. As it was the 6th box there was an added 6th bonus product which was the Dermalogica Age Smart Renewal Lip Complex AND a Dermalogica beauty bag big enough to hold all the products.

My only complaint here is that both products recommended using with the Dermalogica Age Smart Moisturiser. I would have preferred one of the above products and a sample sized moisturiser to see how both products complimented each other. But hey, it's Dermalogica. I'm not complaining, I am writing my letter to Santa to re-order full sizes of these products.

Robert Piguet Eau de Parfums £65.00 Full size

Takes a deep breath. I REALLY hated these. I know I am probably meant to say that the top-note and the base-notes were floral or woody or some sort of blurb like that but honestly? I'd rather have had a sample of my Auntie Pat's urine to sniff. This could be me, I don't have a good palette, I wear Paul Smith Rose, Armani Code. This is probably far too sophisticated for my nose to bear. What can I say? I'm a chav. GlossyBox has shown me perfumes I didn't like and I have learnt I like perfume like my men. (Cheap, yet long-lasting)

So overall my Glossbox experience was a good one.

Would I pay £10 per month plus P&P for it? Yes I would. I like the idea of trying new products that usually I would pass by. The outstanding product for me was the Stila eyeliner, it taught me not to be afraid of trying something new. The biggest let down obviously was the perfumes. but that is my own personal taste.

You can try GlossyBox for yourself at

They have various incentives to sign up at the moment such as Glossydots which encourage people to invite friends and review products and every box comes with special offers for if you wish to repurchase products you have tried.

Once again, this box was sent to me by GlossyBox for review purposes. But all opinions are my own as it would take more than a box of beauty pretties to influence me and my opinion.

I would love your opinion on my review and let me know what you thought of your October Glossybox.

Big Fashionista x x


Tuesday, 8 November 2011

A Pregnant Royal Pause

So tabloids, teen sites and fashion watchers everywhere are rubbing their hands together in glee at the thought that Kate Middleton, Catherine Windsor or whatever we are meant to call her now, may possibly be up the duff.

Personally I don't give a monkeys. I am still in therapy from Victoria Beckhams pregnancy, the spawning of Suri Cruise and be careful because the Beyonce is-she-isn't-she farce is going to tip me over the edge pretty soon.

I am REALLY hoping that Kate is just messing with the media. Her and Wills were sitting up late one evening in their Holiday Inn (NON-SPONSORED, it could be any other budget motel room) drinking Babycham, eating Haagen Daaz and Jelly Belly (Sponsor me. please) Jelly Beans and decided that the funniest thing they could do on their trip as they didn't manage to drag Grandad Phillip along for "giggles" was pretend to be "with child"

I wouldn't put it past Kate to do her next official visit in tracksuit bottoms carrying a lump of coal, ice chips and a vomit bag.

I know I would.

(Although to be fair I would have walked down the aisle with a pillow shoved up my Vera Wang (Not a euphamism) just to mess with everyones head)

This is REALLY going to mess with Reiss hiding their larger sizes policy isn't it?
Do they even do Maternity?

Maybe, and I am just going to throw this out there. Maybe, she just doesn't like peanuts. Maybe when she was caught rubbing her stomach yesterday, she was thinking, "Crikey guv'nor, I am so bloody hungry I would eat peanut paste if it was put in front of me right now"

(No I really don't know why I just made Kate sound like Dick Van Dyke, It just fitted, don't judge me)

Is there not enough tabloid fodder out there at the moment?

Has Frankie Cocozza not shagged enough "birds"

(How many would be enough anyway?)

Are there not enough fashion disasters happening on a daily basis for the fashion watchers out there to sharpen their Shellacs on?

I am pretty sure there are.

I can only imagine what Liz Jones and the Daily Mail will have to say on the subject if she IS pregnant.
(Especially if she got pregnant while abroad!!!!! Oh the shame. They would probably call on William to abdicate for making immigration numbers rise)

And what terrifies me is I'm wondering if Channel 5 will attempt to buy the birth rights!
(This is Brian Dowling, we're coming to get youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu)

You know they'll think about it don't you?

What do you think?

Would Kate knock Beyonce off her stylish pregnancy pedestal?

Are you considering emigrating to somewhere without media or internet connection if she is preggers?

Do you honestly even care one way or the other?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 4 November 2011

Nom or Vom

Every week I ask for recommendations for Nom or Vom and every week a certain person asks for Brian Cox

naming no names

cough @Jojomojo_71 cough

Now I admire persistance, so this weeks Nom or Vom although slightly different is someone that Jo obviously crushes on, and who are we to destroy someones crush?

Ladies and Gentlemen

Brian Cox

Erm, what do you mean that is the wrong one??????????

Obviously Ms Jojo isn't as freaky as I first thought!!!!!!

Ladies and Gentlemen


Can I make a Big Bang joke yet?

How about now?


So, Professor Brian Cox.

Would he get a "Big Bang" from you?

Would you like to see his telescopic lens?

Or should I have posted the disturbing naked shots I found of the other Brian Cox instead?

What do we think everyone?

Nom or Vom

Big Fashionista x x x

Thursday, 3 November 2011

Baby baby baby oh (no)

Justin Bieber has never really been on my radar, I'm a 35 year old woman with an actual working brain and twenty years past fancing pop stars (But if Matt Goss is reading this, I still would hun............ call me) but today it has been alleged that he has fathered a child with a fan.


I have to admit that I think of Justin Bieber as a Ken doll sort of creation, completely sexless, manufactured and plastic (yeah, I went there)

As someone pointed out to me on Twitter today "Surely Bieber was created in a laboratory"

I have to agree

I wonder what the formula is for a Bieber monster creation anyway?

Three parts teeth
Six parts hair
One percent talent

Voila, I think I may have created the next "Big Thing"

Maybe if I build five of them I could make a boy band with floppy hair and a smidgeon of talent between them........................................................ (What do you mean it's already been done? Who is this One Direction of which you speak) 

So everyone is up in arms that ALLEGEDLY (I really can't afford a solicitor at the moment) Justin Bieber is now a daddy?

Fans are sobbing, JLS are concerned about their condom contract and Twitterers are busy making up new hashtags




(Disclaimer, I may have just made these up-Don't sue me)

People are genuinely shocked. Now I don't know if it is true (to be honest, I don't really care) all I know is that the tabloids will be having a field day and out there is an innocent child that is either the offspring of a child OR the offspring of a fantasist.

Poor child.
(and I don't mean Bieber)

What do you think?

Are you amused at the Bieber story? Do you even know who Bieber is? (or care)

And can anyone else hear the sound of Hugh Grant sobbing with relief that the story broke the same day he announced his love child?
(I'll be back for you Mr Grant, don't worry about that)

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

Poppy Watch

Remembrance Sunday is coming up, a time for us all to remember and be grateful for the sacrifices made on our behalf.

Each year I wear a poppy, brought from The British Legion. I usually purchase a paper one and an enamel one. I always end up losing the paper ones and end up replacing them quite often. A small outlay which I am happy to make.

Thats MY choice.

I don't think companies should ban people from wearing poppies (Yeah I'm looking at you Poundland) But at the same time I don't think that people should be villified for NOT wearing one.

There are a lot of people out there who sit in front of the TV waiting for people to appear without a poppy so they can hold them up to be burnt at the stake.

They rub their hands in glee if they catch a commentator on Match Of The Day or a newsreader sans Poppy. It makes the news, the front page of the tabloids and various internet trolls howl loudly about how they might as well just piss on the Cenotaph with the amount of disrespect they are showing.

I don't know about you but in my opinion wearing a Poppy shouldn't be something forced upon people.

Surely that isn't what out relatives fought for?

No-one should be shamed into wearing a Poppy or wear one out of duty or fear of reprisals from tabloid newspapers. (I'm looking at you Daily Mail)

People should wear them out of pride and so that we never forget. To show our love and support for those that fought or lost their lives.

Some people wear poppies on their jackets, some people have poppies in their hearts, it is like religion. You don't HAVE to wear a crucifix to believe in god and you don't HAVE to wear a poppy to show your respect for those who have laid down their lives.

I know that my grandfather wouldn't have wanted me to wear a poppy out of duty.

He would have wanted me to wear it out of choice.

Because isn't that part of what they fought for?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 1 November 2011

A question.

The Kardashians

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