Monday, 30 April 2012

Extracting Revenge

SOME men are DUMB.

Now before my male readers jump in to say DUMB (and my female readers jump in to
say SOME) let us examine some evidence.

A Polish man walks into a dentist (Sounds like the start of a bad joke doesn't it) with a toothache.

Now he doesn't go to ANY dentist, he goes to his ex-girlfriend dentist. WHO HE HAD JUST DUMPED. (See? dumb)

Aforementioned dentist ex-girlfriend snaps, gives him general anaesthetic and pulls out all his teeth.

Part of me admired her restraint, I probably would have extracted his bollocks..... through his mouth.

(Insert disclaimer about not condoning violence here)

Now no, she shouldn't have done it, it's awful, he will be scarred for life, blah blah blah and all that. BUT COME ON. Either he thought he would get a freebie (and I'm not just talking about an oral check up, but an oral check up if ya get me? ) or he thought she was still hung up on him and welcome him with open arms.

Only arrogance or stupidity would let a man go back to an ex girlfriend who was more tooled up than an East-end enforcer. Im not kidding around here, any dumped woman has at one point found a million ways to kill her ex in her head. not all of them have access to these.

If my ex boyfriend was passed out in front of me in a nice comfy dental chair and I had the right tools not only would I go all Marathon man on his arse I would probably poke a few more holes in him and possibly engrave my name or a few choice descriptive words on his forehead.

(What can I say, I'm a psycho bitch. It's lucky I'm not on the look out for a boyfriend isn't it? Can't say they would be queuing up after reading this)

But my point is, (Yes, I do have a point) YES she was wrong, but I DO understand why she did it. I cannot guarantee that in her position I wouldn't have done the same thing. In fact I can pretty much guarantee that I would have.

But what do YOU think, If your ex who had just dumped you for another woman bowled into your dental surgery with a toothache what would you do?

Turn the other cheek?

Or turn his cheek inside out?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 27 April 2012

Nom or Vom

Seeing as it is Friday and you know how I like to treat you all to a little sumting sumting for being good to me all week and commenting on my posts, this week I thought I should bring you some home grown talent direct from the streets of Peckham,

This guy started off in a crew which had so many members that they only got 21 seconds of airtime each!

He then managed to spend a little more time than that at her Majestys pleasure before bursting back on the scene with some acting skills that have got people sitting up and taking notice.

Ladies and Gents I bring you

Ashley Walters

A man who looks equally good in a suit or shirtless is always a winner in my book.

How about you?

Ashley Walters?

Nom or Vom

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x


Thursday, 26 April 2012

Lush. Publicity stunt or making you think?

Reading quite a few blogs yesterday evening I came across a lot of posts about Lush Cosmetics and a "publicity stunt" which has OUTRAGED and SHOCKED (rolls eyes a little bit) people across the country, upon digging deeper (Daily Mail online-shudder) I found that Lush Cosmetics across the country are currently helping to spearhead a campaign  to end cosmetic testing on animals.

For ten hours on MondayJacqueline Traide was subjected to gruelling "tests" which included having her mouth clamped open, a strip of her hair shaved off, force-fed and generally tested upon in ways similar to how an animal would be for cosmetic testing. And all this happened in the window of a store on Regents Street, London.

Miss Traide volunteered for this, unlike the animals she had a choice.

Now plenty of people are saying that this was a step too far for Lush.

I didn't see it, so personally I don't feel I have the right to express moral outrage A'La Russell Brand.

People are saying that they wouldn't want their children to be exposed to this. Well in that respect, all I can say is, If you don't want your children to see it, take them away.
you have a right to choose what you want your child to see or not see. Use it. I know I would.

Did Lush Cosmetics go too far?

I can't tell you. I think that is for every individual to decide for themselves. We all have different opinions and different levels of what causes us to be morally outraged.

Has it raised peoples awareness and made people TALK about the testing of cosmetics on animals? It seems that it has.

Does this make it a BAD thing that Lush did?  Or does the end justify the means?

I'd love your opinion on this subject.

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x


Wednesday, 25 April 2012

I'm not a Belieber

On Monday I had a little panic, All I could hear was a high pitched squeal in my ears,

Ear infection? Tinnitus?


Justin Bieber is in town.

I suppose it is fair, we sent the USA One Direction, they send us the Bieber, it's like we are trading punches and feeling each other out before delivering the final death blow (Let's send them The Cheeky Girls, POW, TKO)

It's either that or there is a massive world pact to spread out the screaming of hormonal teenage girls worldwide so that they aren't all in one place at the same time.

Perhaps the screaming of these creatures is what originally caused a hole in the ozone layer, causes whales to beach themselves and feeds the soul of the Dark Prince Simon Cowell.

Bieber is here to promote his new song Boyfriend I am told, (and I told that person to never speak to me again) so luckily it isn't like he is moving here permanently.

Does anyone know how long he has been here for? Any chance I can blame the rain on Master Bieber? Perhaps the rain is symbolic of all the tears shed by real artists and fans who are weeping for the sad loss of the music industry? (I'm going to get death threats again aren't I?)

The way I see it, it could be worse............................

I'm just not quite sure how yet.

Is he going soon?

Let me know

or if you want to leave death threats, please leave a message after the beep.


Big Fashionista x x


Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Nice weather for ducks

If one more person says to me, "Nice weather for ducks" then the chances are they are going to be the last one ever as I will probably rip their head off and carry it around on a stick as a warning to every other person who wants to state the bleeding obvious.
(Hormonal? Moi? say that to my FACE)

Yes it is raining. Ducks everywhere are shaking their bloody tail feathers in delight and I am seriously wondering how I will be wearing flip flops in the summer with these webbed feet I am developing.

(They will go lovely with my tail and third nipple don't you think?) 

(erm, ignore that last comment)

I asked Siri when it is going to stop raining and if an iPhone could shrug its shoulders, it would have. (I haz new iPhone, can you tell?)

I really don't like being wet, (keeps straight face) out of all the different types of weather out there, the rain is what makes me bloody miserable, If it's hot, you can cool down, feeling cold? chuck a nice cardie on. If you are in the rain there is no escape, and I HATE having wet feet. I mean really hate it. The rain is only ok if you are watching it from inside a lovely cabin with a fire and someone you love wrapped in your arms. then it is romantic. If you have to set foot outside the door then it is hell.

and me no likey.

What do you think?

Can we blame the Goverment here? I don't remember all this rain before the hosepipe ban can you?  (My garden has never been so green and lush during a drought)

And is anyone else suffering from permanent hair frizz!!!! I know I am.

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x


Monday, 23 April 2012

On my best behaviour-My Blog event rules

So it looks like it has finally happened, all my promises of good behaviour and no making a mess on the carpet (again) have all paid off and this week I have a full week of previews and events to attend. Now for me this is a huge thing on its own as I freely admit that I am terribly shy.

Have you seen the Ikea advert? The one where they sing, "You will always find me in the kitchen at parties" (apologies if it is now stuck in your head for the next couple of hours, I know it's in mine) well substitute events for parties and shaking uncontrollably in the corner for kitchen and you kind of get the idea.

So I am following the rules (that I just made up) for the week ahead and hope that it pulls me through unscathed, unembarassed and non-blacklisted.

(Why do I get the feeling PRs are crossing my name off as we speak)

First rule of attending blogger events.

I must remember to say, "Mmmmmmmm. Nice cupcakes" because let's face it, when you don't know what to feed bloggers and you don't want to come across as cheap, nothing says I heart bloggers like a cupcake. Chuck our names on a couple and we are just over the moon, trust me.

Second rule.

I must not say Totes Amazeballs, no-one is going to get the irony behind it and I will end up looking like a Totes cu*t. (short, sweet and to the point I think, perhaps that should have been rule number one)

Third rule

Remembering my business cards, I paid for them, I might as well use them for the purpose they were intended for and not to drag dirt out from under my fingernails. (note to self, throw those ones away, don't give them out)

Rule Four

Try to find out exactly where I am going BEFORE I get there, finding out the nearest tube station isn't enough, as I found out last week going to see the preview of the new Nougat London range. walking around Oxford Circus tweeting I'm lost, I'm lost is NOT professional, although it seemed to crack some of you lot up and did lead to a free black cab ride. I kid you not, I AM the new Samantha Brick, (Back off haters)

Rule Five?

Hmmmmmmm, I seem to have run out of rules. This will not do people.

Help me out here, what advice would you give me this week to get me through looking like a cool blogger type instead of having my picture distributed amongst companies with the heading "shoot on sight"

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x


Saturday, 21 April 2012

Barry M Magnetic Nail paints review

Barry M have always frustrated me, I adore their products, but look what happened with their crackle polish, they lead the field with the black and then seemed to sit back and watch as other companies overtook them with brand new colours. FRUSTRATING.

And now Barry M have jumped late onto the magnetic polish train and WHAT have they done?

Only gone and SMASHED it!!!!

Course they have, Bloody Barry M, God I love em but jeeeeez, I have been waiting for some fabulous magnetic polishes at a reasonable price to come along and Barry M have left me waiting like a bride at the alter.

They have released FOUR colours with different magnets on the top, each magnet comes off the pot so can be used with each different colour. There is a Dark Silver, A Violet, Blue and Burgandy.

The magnets are also really quite fab, there is one that ends up like a union jack, two different line patterns and a really gorgeous fishnet one that I will be purchasing next.

Want to see some pictures?

Course you do.

The line one is definitely my favourite so far.

These nail varnishes are £4.99 each and I am definitely going to be purchasing the other two.

How about you?

Have you tried these?

What do you think of them?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 20 April 2012

Nom or Vom

I got quite stuck on this weeks Nom or Vom until just 5 minutes ago when I finally decided on THIS fine gentleman to get you through the day,

Now I always have been a sucker for a bastard and this one has sneering dominating bastard written allllll over him (Oh be still my beating heart) From American Psycho to Batman this man can play any type of character. Who can forget his appearance in The Machinist!!!!!

In fact if anyone has been reading Fifty Shades of Grey, what do we think of this guy as Christian Grey if they ever made a film version? Personally I can see it.

So this weeks Nom or Vom is............

Christian Bale

Can you see what I mean about being an excellent candidate to play Christian Grey if they ever make a film version of Fifty Shades of Grey?

(Or is that just my wickedly filthy imagination coming into play?)

So what do we think of this weeks Nom or Vom?

Christian Bale

Nom or Vom?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Thursday, 19 April 2012

99 Days to go

Yesterday one of the highest trending topics on Twitter was #100daystogo

Now this could be the time its going to take before I fit in my favourite jeans again, (sad face) or it could be the time left before the Olympics start.

and seeing as it is going to take me a HELL of a lot longer to fit in my jeans again, we might as well stick with the topic of the Olympics for now.

I actually live in the host borough, (That's Newham for all you stalker types out there) and I have to admit that I am not looking forward to the Olympics in my "manor"

The thing about Newham is that honestly? It's a shit hole. I can't make this any plainer to you. It's friendly, it's multi-cultural, it is full of hidden gems like some excellent green spaces and architecture but I can't lie to you. It IS a shithole.

But it's MY shithole, I like living here. But what I cannot abide is how much Newham residents are being rode roughshod over in order to get the place ship shape (instead of shit shape) for the Olympics.

What has struck me over the last year is how much the media has avoided reporting on all the bad things that have happened in Newham recently.

Murders of children, rapes, shootings, these ARE pretty much a common occurance in Newham and while I concede that this does happen everywhere. It is common knowledge in the area that it has to be something extremely shocking to make the news or papers

Did you hear about the 11yr old getting raped in a McDonalds toilets? Nope? Funny that.

Everywhere I look, Newham is being prettied up, but there are only so many ways that you can glitter a turd. and who is paying the price of the Olympics?

The residents, thats who.

Parking permits for parking outside our own front door, 8 weeks school holidays this summer, companies having to shut down for the whole of the Olympics as the staff won't be able to travel in. These are real things. Yes more money will be spent IN the borough. but where? Westfield Stratford? Do you think John Lewis would have come to Stratford if the Olympics hadn't have been held here? Greedy landlords are throwing families out of their homes so that they can let their property for the Olympics. Or are raising the rent so high, a normal family can't afford it.

THIS is the downside to the Olympics, it is the equivalent of having the shanty towns cleared.

#99daystogo ?

How long until it's over?

Am I being an ungrateful grump?

Do you see where I am coming from?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

Fifty Shades Of Grey, A review

Now I am slightly out of my comfort zone here so if todays post is not quite the barrel of puppies and glitter that you require to get you through your Wednesday then feel free to come back again tomorrow and I promise to try to make you have to change your Tena Lady at least once.


Today I want to review a book for you, are you sitting comfortably (you may not be by the time I'm finished) then I will begin

Monday night I sat up until 3.30am and read in one sitting the book that everyone is talking about at the moment.

Fifty Shades of Grey by E L James.

This has been hyped as the book that all women are reading in secret, A BDSM novel that has women wriggling in their seats and googling dog collars and floggers.

It has been written that women are downloading this to their Kindle so that they can read it in public without anyone knowing what they are reading.

The story revolves around Anastasia Steele, a college graduate sent to interview business magnate Christian Grey and then traces their deepening relationship and Anastasias discovery and experiences of Christians BDSM lifestyle.

The mere mention of BDSM has elevated this book to the erotica categories and has people screaming about the content and the treatment of women without even reading it.

Well I HAVE read this, IN ONE SITTING, and I need to tell you that if you are after some erotic fiction to get yourself off to then I think you will be sadly disappointed.
(However I may be able to point you in the right direction if some erotic fiction is what you are after)

But if you are after a beautiful love story between two people who are BOTH on a voyage of self discovery through not only sex but through trust then this book is one that you should read.
Don't be fooled, this is no Mills & Boon, yes there are some sex related scenes that perhaps will leave you wishing you weren't reading it on the train with that man reading over your shoulder!!! But there are also plenty of scenes without even a mention of sex that left me completely breathless with anticipation and longing. The whole book is a tangled weaving web of domination and the battle of wills between two people who are both unable to fully let go and be who and what they want and need to be not only for each other but themselves as well.

I loved this book, yes it is downloaded onto my Kindle but I would happily sit there on the tube or a bus with a paperback copy without shame. The erotic parts of this book are an integral part of the storyline, they aren't thrown in for gratification or cheap thrills, they show the overwhelming urge the main male character has to dominate the female character not only in the bedroom but in all aspects of her life, As a woman I should be chilled by this level of possessiveness but the way it is written just leaves you with a wish that you could be loved in such a way. (Without the spanking if that doesn't float your boat)

The book is extremely intense, it is, to use a cliche a rollercoaster of emotions and it is completely impossible to find a point where you can put it down, it constantly draws you in deeper and deeper as if you are in the relationship and are being pulled in like a moth to a flame.

I know that this book isn't going to be to everyones taste, but it suited mine. Don't pick it up expecting to be tantalised and teased by the eroticism of the storyline, but DO pick it up and expect to be tantalised and teased by the blossoming relationship between two people.

Fifty Shades Of Grey is available now to purchase on Amazon and is also now available in print

The other two books in the trilogy Fifty Shades Darker and Fifty Shades Freed are also available and I may possibly review these too if this review is well received.

What do you think?

Have you read these books?

Have I made you want to?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Wash that man right outta your hair.

Ok Katy Perry, do me a favour and go and sit your fine arse in a corner with Rihanna. Yep, that corner over there, I call it the corner of shame (you may have to move a couple of people out of the way, Just shift Simon Cowell back a bit, he has to face the wall anyway, I don't even want to look at him)

Quite frankly Katy love, you are now boring me with the constant changing of your hair colour.

(there were more pictures, but I got bored)

Yes it may possibly be shallow of me to get so annoyed but I can't flick through a mag, look online or even turn on the tv without the headlines screaming about Katy Perrys new hair colour or style to "wash her ex out of her hair"!!!

Any woman that colours her hair the colour of what I would imagine smurf jism to be is definitely knows what she is doing in the "look at me I am SO over you, you bastard" book.

And Katy I respect you for that, but for the love of GOD, move on. Throw a brick through his window, boil his rabbit. GET DRUNK but stop it now with the hair colours, the wigs, WHATEVER. (You are boring me, go adopt an orphan or something)

And the same goes for you Rihanna, I haven't got a CLUE what fish you are trying to catch with these constant hair style changes, (you change your hair more often than some skanks change their bras...... this bra is MEANT to be grey, HONEST) but for gods sake if he hasn't noticed you now with your constant twitpics and style changes, darling, he AIN'T that into you.

So in the corner with you both, and I am sentencing you both to a week with velvet hair scrunchies and butterfly clips.


If either one of you survives then you can carry on as you were.

What do you think?

Am I being harsh on them both? Or are you also bored of the constant media attention and coverage of their constant changes of hair colour?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Monday, 16 April 2012

Stowells Wine Low Cal, Low Alcohol. A review

When I was first asked to review some Stowells wine that is LOW CAL and LOW ALCOHOL I have to admit that I was sceptical (sceptical is putting it nicely, I screamed the words ABOMINATION over and over again until my throat bled)

Now I have been known to partake of the grape very occasionally (tries to keep a straight face, fails miserably) so I could have sat there with both bottles quite easily and given you my own personal view on how the wine tasted. (Oh the things we do in the name of blogging)

But I had my sister-in-laws baby shower coming up and what better chance to get a more balanced review than to take the bottles to a group of ladies who would probably jump at the chance to drink more alcohol in the name of research.
(The words "oh okaaaaaaaay, just a drop more" were uttered more than once)

Firstly a bit about the wine by Stowells (The boring bits)

There are two types of wine

There is a Stowells Light White which is made from a blend of Chardonnay and Sauvignon Blanc, and a Stowells Light Rose which is a Shiraz Rose. Each 125ml serving is just 60 calories per glass which is 30% less than a standard glass and there is also less than one unit per 125ml glass.

(Still here?)

Firstly, the bottles don't LOOK any different, I don't know what I was expecting, Some bottles of Low Alcohol wine seem to take pride in showing that they are different, but this wine looks...... well, normal. It didn't scream "look at me, I have no alcohol"

It could quite happily sit on my dining room table, (or have a straw stuck in the bottle-keeping it real here) without looking as though it was sneering at other bottles of wine which are full of evil stuff like calories and alcohol.

See? Nothing evil to see here.

So I thought I better catch the ladies that shower babies quickly, before they didn't even notice whether they were drinking wine or paint stripper. (Oh like you haven't been there)

Excuse the plastic cups, I am assured that this makes no difference to the taste of the wine whatsoever.

See how wonderful these ladies were, trying wine for YOU. (that's their excuse and they are sticking to it)

First up the Stowells Rose,

Everyone agreed that this was lovely, you couldn't tell it had any less calories or alcohol in it at all, and I'm sure you will agree that a third off is still quite a big difference. It was light, refreshing and in the words of my mother, very fruity. Everyone said that it was very sweet, but in a good way. We all agreed that we would quite happily drink this with a meal or a nice Sunday Lunch  (I'm going to assume everyone was being very sophisticated for my benefit and no-one would say they would quite happily drink this on a Tuesday morning alone while sobbing into the glass)

The Stowells White was up next and while most people enjoyed this, one or two said that it wasn't to their taste (and asked to have some more of the rose instead) I couldn't tell it had less calories or alcohol in it than a regular white wine although it wasn't as sweet as the Rose it was still an enjoyable drink.

I actually topped mine off with lemonade and found that it made a very refreshing spritzer, for me I preferred the white with the lemonade but then I am classy like that.

So everyone agreed that this wine was very enjoyable, even my sister-in-law for whom the baby shower was for had a try of the wine and found it "lovely"

Would I buy this wine personally again?

Yes I would, I like a glass (bottle) of wine and if this could make a difference to my calorie and alcohol intake without me having to sacrifice the taste then why not?

A few of the ladies asked me where the wine could be purchased and I will say to you what I said to them.

The wine is available in all Asda stores nationwide for RRP £5.49

So I take back the words abomination, I think even in a blind taste test people wouldn't be able to tell that this had less cals and alcohol in it.

Coming to a dinner table near you.

Stowells Light White and Stowells Light Rose

Have YOU seen the Light?

Big Fashionista x x x

So what do you think? Has anyone out there tried this wine? Or what do you think of Low Cal, Low Alcohol wine?

Let me know x x

Disclaimer, this wine was provided by pr for review purposes

Friday, 13 April 2012

Nom or Vom

Most of you know by now what Nom or Vom is, but just in case you are new to the party, each Friday I choose a HOT male (or sometimes female) celebrity and we grade him/her like a piece of meat,

Now I DO appreciate that this sounds shallow,

and quite honestly......... it is.

but hey, let's move past that quickly and just take the time to appreciate the fine (skinny) figure of a man that is,


So there we go, the hot little scottish indie looking guy, I must admit he is not my type (let's be honest I would probably break him) but what do YOU think?

Paolo Nutini

Nom or Vom?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

And just in case Mr Nutini ISN'T your type either, feel free to ogle this fine figure of a man.


SEE how good I am to you?


Thursday, 12 April 2012

The hands off approach to NHS physiotherapists

Seeing as I am currently Tramadol'd out of my tree due to my back going into spasm over the weekend and locking up tighter than a ducks arse I read with a lot of interest yesterday about Physiotherapists being issued a "hands off" rule in Rushcliffe, Nottingham
(You can sort of see this blog post is not going to be a deep one can't you?)

Instead of offering one assessment session and up to four treatment sessions the managers in charge (the words piss up, brewery, couldn't manage a, come to mind) have decided that they will only fund an "advice and guidance" session.


If I EVER get around to finally being referred to a physiotherapist for my back and shoulder issues and they give me anything less than a 20 minute massage WITH OILS, I am going to put my back out again kicking and screaming in a tantrum of epic diva-like proportions.

Hell I demand a massage if I go to my gynacologist! (foreplay innit?)

You want them to give "advice and guidance"? Fine. Can't they rub my shoulders a bit while they do so?

It is like going to hairdresser for a haircut and coming away with advice on how to style your new hair and no cut.

A dentist, not allowed to look in your mouth

or going to a prostitute that doesn't touch your penis,

it's kind of pointless (unless you like that sort of thing-the prostitute NOT the dentist)  

I know that physios aren't just glorified massage therapists, and I appreciate the advice and guidance that they can offer, but I fail to see how any physio can be happy with being reduced to a walking, talking self-help manual.

They have to be able to manipulate joints, feel the muscles that are taut and show people how to do exercises as well as see how people are progressing. If I was given a leaflet and told to complete the exercises alone then I PROMISE you the first time it hurt I would sob, cry for my mummy and never do the exercises again.

I would then trot (crawl) back to my Dr, nod when he asked if I had done all my exercises correctly, scream for more pain-relief which would end up costing the NHS more than physiotherapy would have and then in a year or two probably go BACK to the doctors for treatment for my addiction to pain killers!!! (this IS my future, I can see it now)

All for the sake of a bloody massage!!!!

So, powers-that-be of Rushcliffe Nottingham, HANDS OFF our physiotherapists.

They are needed and do an excellent job of rehabilitation.

You may think you are saving money but in the long run it is definitely not a way to cut costs.

Unless of course you grab those non-penis touching prostitutes out there and get them to give the massages instead.

Oh god, I've just put that idea in their head now haven't I?

What do you think about this new hands off directive being issued,

Is physiotherapy a waste of NHS resources?

will YOU come and give me a massage?

Is a dentist that doesn't look in your mouth even a good idea?

or how has a physiotherapist helped you?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Wednesday, 11 April 2012

Celebrity distractions and the real world

I've been trying to decide whether Kim Kardashian and Kanye West dating/screwing/having dinner in the same restaurant is actually news, (well I'm never getting those 30 seconds back am I?) Nope, it isn't and I don't give a stuff.

Is anyone else mightily sick of the shallowness of the world at the moment, I know I am. Let's be honest here, we aren't exactly swimming in rainbows and pissing glitter at the moment, Everywhere you look there is blood being spilled, people losing their homes and hunger across the world. (Christ I'm depressing myself here)

And yet we are being drip-fed bloody Kardashians, pictures of sproglets of the pairing of Z-list celebs and Twitter spats of the rich and famous.

I've seen puddles with more depth than some of the articles I have read lately.

Do I really need to ponder on how big the arse (and head) will be on the sprogladite of a Kardashian/West merger? I think not? (although you know they will both be huge right)

Do I want to know which member of Made In Chelsea is the next big brand ambassador? Probably not

Do I even CARE about One Direction breaking America? Why no, No I don't.

So what is it with all the shallowness lately when the world is going to hell in a handbasket?

We can't care about the world that little can we?

Or is it deeper than that? Are we using trash TV, magazines and Z-list celebrities to distract us from the world and all its problems?

Sticking our head in the veritable sandpit of cheap Zelebrities to avoid dealing with what is happening here.

It's much easier to deal with the celebrities losing their shit during twitter spats than people losing their homes and lives.

Looking at people wearing pretty dresses is easier than looking down at your own clothes that you can't afford to replace.

and reading about famous people and their weight loss certainly distracts from the possibility of the loss of the NHS doesn't it.

It isn't right, but part of me does understand it. If the little things can help ease peoples worries, if only for a minute, why should anyone, (including me) sneer?

But in between these trashy articles, lets take the time to think about what's going on in our world and how we can change it. (even if it is only by ignoring One Direction until they finally get the message-Prepares for more death threats)

How do YOU make a difference?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Tuesday, 10 April 2012

Schwarzkopf Shake it up XXL Color Foam review

Over the years I have dyed my hair more times that I care to remember. I have had black hair, brown hair, even blonde hair for a while (Didn't suit me, I didn't have more fun!!) But I always seem to go back to RED.

Red makes me feel confident and sexy, I don't want to go Jane Goldman red but I definitely prefer my hair Red/Brown rather than Brown/Red if that makes sense.

I decided to try the new Schwarzkopf Shake it up XXL colour foam as I have used the John Frieda foam in the past and found it very easy to use.

This however.............. WASN'T.

This evil stuff is foamy, messy, blood in a cup.............................

Easy to use? Er NO....

Firstly you mix the liquid and powder in the cup and shake vigorously in a back and forth motion forty times.

Now I'm no novice in this motion (tries to keep a straight face) but even after making sure I did it correctly, when I was halfway through application I found that the bottom half of the cup was not mixed correctly. it was a very thick  gloopy congealed mess which was very VERY grainy and lumpy.

Now whenever I dye my hair red I expect a bit of splatter and the odd little droplet here and there, what I don't expect is to look like an extra in True Blood and my bathroom be able to double as the set for Saw 7,

It was if you excuse the pun, a bloody mess.

I looked like Draculas plaything (ooooo-errrrrrrr)

And we all know how vampires like to nibble your ears!!

and your throat

Never have I come across such a messy hair dye in my many, many (sobs) years of dyeing my hair.

It was EVERYWHERE you could imagine, even my eyebrows!!!!!

(Please, let us never talk of the state of my eyebrows again! Promises to sort out eyebrows before being ostricised by the beauty blogging community forever)

The colour that I chose for my hair was shade 488, Cranberry, Whether it was to do with the dye not mixing correctly in the pot when I shook it (correctly may I add) or not I was very unhappy with the finished colour. definitely more Brown/Red than Red/Brown I think you'd agree. and the ends are VERY dark compared to the roots.

I also fear that my bathroom will NEVER be the same again

This is around my sink and these are permanent stains now. To forever remind me of the one time I tried the Schwartzkopf foam. I swear if I would have killed someone in my bathroom I would have found the clean up easier than cleaning up after this dye.(Tempting)

I definitely won't be using this dye again I'm afraid, and since dyeing my hair, my scalp has been excruciatingly sore, itchy and dry. (Thank Heavens for Philip Kingsley Scalp Toner, without which I would have clawed my scalp off in strips)

So the search for the perfect red continues....... and if anyone has any tips for removing hair dye from the back of your neck, I'd love to hear them. (I'm getting some funny looks)

This hair dye was a complete disappointment to me,

Have you tried it? What did you think?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Disclosure; I PAID for this product with my own monies!!! This was not a pr sample.

Monday, 9 April 2012

Caffeine, Lent and some plastic tubing

I came to the conclusion a very long time ago that the chances of Jesus ever wanting me for a sunbeam were pretty slim,

I'm of the opinion that I may well be heading slightly further south when I decide to depart this earth, which to be honest, I'm ok with. (Red is so much more my colour and any halo that I may have earnt would probably slip quite quickly, and I already have the horns apparently)

But each year I think I might as well hedge my bets and give something up for Lent.

This year, I decided to give up coffee.

BIG MISTAKE, HUGE (said in a Julia Roberts, Pretty Woman sort of way)  

Now by the time you read this on Monday I may have slipped into a caffeine coma, and please whatever you do don't pull that tube out of my bum, Coffee Enema, say no more. (let us never speak of this again)

Jesus suffered did he?

Bet he didn't give up coffee.

Never ever again. I swear once I had got over the blinding headache, irritability and shakes (hardest 6 hours of my life)  all I wanted was to find the nearest Starbucks and roll in it.

and YES I did take it personally that Starbucks decided to give away Lattes during Lent, In my mind now, and forever I will associate Starbucks with the Devil trying to tempt me with its tricky little ways. (Bastards)

Giving up Coffee for me was the equivalent of giving up air, (At one point I would have gladly swapped my choices)  I am never without a cup of coffee in my hand, I mean ever!

Over the last week I have been imagining all the ways I would absorb coffee into my body on Easter Sunday.

Coffee Enemas

Coffee flavoured chocolate

Instant Coffee,

Fresh Coffee,

Cappucino body lotions,

Even lipsticks with cappucino in the name wouldn't be safe.

(I thought about this quite often, can you tell?)

 By 10am Easter Sunday I could have doubled for the Easter Bunny I was HOPPED out of my brain. (although that may have had something to do with the triple strength pain killers I took for my back)

Mmmmmmmmmmm the sweet, sweet nectar that is coffee.

May you never, ever leave me again......

I expect to be struck immediately from Gods naughty list (Oh hang on, was that Santa?) and am now currently measuring myself for either wings or sunglasses (those sunbeams are BRIGHT)

Next year I am giving up NOTHING, or if I want to keep safe maybe I should just give up green beans, (evil little stringy green things are surely the work of the devil anyway)

Coffee I will do you a deal, I will never give you up again and you promise me that we will never, ever discuss that plastic tubing situation again. DEAL?

What, if anything did you give up for Lent this year?

How did you do?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x

Saturday, 7 April 2012

Twitter Party for TK Maxx and Cancer Research UK

Oh you know there ain't no party like a Twitter party.

This Wednesday I am lucky enough to be a co-host for a Twitter party happening this Wednesday between and 8-9pm.

Now while some other parties out there may be to promote a new piece of make up or a brand, THIS twitter party is different as we are trying to raise awareness for a campaign which is now in its 5th year

Give Up Clothes for Good

TK Maxx are aiming to raise £12m this year by asking people to donate their quality unwanted clothing this April for Cancer Research UK. (All funds raised will be used exclusively to fight childrens cancers)

I have already donated two bags myself and that is without going through my childrens wardrobes.

So the aim of the Twitter Party on Wednesday night will be to raise awareness of the campaign but instead of just slamming you with links we want to keep it interesting.

Natalie Goodman, senior stylist for InStyle Magazine will be Tweeting for TK Maxx and will be on hand to answer some questions as well as giving us tips on what to buy this Spring

There will be giveaways throught the hour with up to 5 people winning a £50 TK Maxx voucher which will be awarded to the best fashion tips or questions using the #Giveupclothes hashtag on the night.

So you need to be following @TKMaxx_uk  @CR_UK Myself @BigFashionista  and @ChristineMosler for a party to raise awareness for a very worthy charity.

If you would like to know more about Cancer Research UK  then please go to

I would love to see you take part in the Twitter Party Wednesday night, I appreciate they aren't to everyones taste but this is to raise money for a very worthwhile cause that I thoroughly support.

Hope to see you Wednesday night.

Big Fashionista x x

Friday, 6 April 2012

Nom or Vom

Happy Bank Holiday Friday everyone,

Ah look, the start of a four day weekend and all that is needed now is a hot male as the icing on the cake.

(mmmmmmmmm cake)

So todays Nom or Vom is someone that usually I wouldn't pay attention to, more cheese than a four cheese pizza (mmmmmm pizza)  with extra mozzarella

But then I saw this..............

And I wondered if perhaps I had been overlooking something all these years?

So why not take a look at Ricky Martin and tell me what YOU think.

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Ricky Martin

Nom or Vom?

Let me know

Big Fashionista x x x
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