Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Favourite rugs

First draft of the thesis is in, life is good.

Apart from the fact that I'm having some serious shopping cravings. In particular for my house. It's difficult to have it kind of ready but no room is fully ready. I've been following the six-week-challenge at Design Manifest and I could give anything to be in the situation where I could focus on one room for six weeks. First on my list would be to finish my living room. Because my money situation is pretty dire, I spend every evening scouring online auction websites. You know, just in case a £20 vintage teal wingback chair suddenly pops up for sale. And I'm gonna take a trip to my local hardware store and buy some curtains next weekend. I've spent weeks searching for an affordable pair that are good-looking and lined. I've come to the conclusion that those curtains don't exist, so I'm going for the first two criteria; affordable and good-looking. (I'll just sacrifice my social life in April for that). There's also a part of me who'd really like to ask Steve's dad to create built-in shelves next to my fireplace and throw out my old IKEA bookcase that's there at the moment.

That may all be achievable, but most of all I want a rug. A high pile rug with a nice pattern.


Unfortunately my taste in rugs is ridiculously expensive. Does anyone want to buy me a £600 rug?

P.S. I'll post something less materialistic soon. I just needed to share these rugs with everyone. All rugs can be found on my Pinterest wishlist.

Thursday, 21 March 2013

Bloglovin'

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Trying to stay organised. And yes, yes, I know. I should NOT be doing this, but I'll just sort out my bloglovin' account and then I SWEAR that I'll go back to studying. (It's not like I haven't spent all morning watching youtube videos anyway... Woops.)

Edit: Well, that looks great. Guess it'll have to stay this way until I have time to sort it. 

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

10 reasons to smile 11.0

Picture from my Pinterest.

one - That the end is nigh. The end of my studies that is. This is also kind of terrifying, but the knowledge that my thesis will soon be a fading memory outweighs everything else.

two - the sugar cravings are starting to calm themselves down after two weeks of eating healthy. Instead I've gotten addicted to fruit, oh crazy me.

three - I've gotten into a nice little routine these days. Eat breakfast, do the most essential cleaning, study, coffee, study, eat, study, eat, study, and then watch TV whilst browsing through blogs and Pinterest. One more week to go...

four - I'm not cold right now. (Did I mention that I'm struggling a bit with this post today?)

five - On Saturday I'm picking up my new glasses! Obviously I won't be wearing them much since they make me look like my eyes are pea-sized and my ears hurt, but still. Quite excited about getting something new FOR FREE.

six - There is so much good TV right now. Girls, HIMYM, New Girl and in a few weeks the new season of Game of Thrones starts!

seven - All my laundry is done. What can I say, it's the little things that matter?

eight - At any moment now spring will arrive, I'm sure. Away with heavy jackets!

nine - I'm so pleased with our house at the moment. And a good thing about being on a complete spending ban is that I don't feel stressed out about the things I need to buy. It can all wait. Who needs curtains anyway? (Cue four months of planning my curtain shopping on Pinterest.)

ten - Spring break starts next week. Not that I've been having that many classes lately anyway, but it's nice to have an official holiday. Plus Easter is near. I've been searching everywhere for birch twigs to decorate the house in a la Swedish Easter but I can't find any. Next week I'm going to force my mom to post some in February.

That was a real challenge. My brain is a bit mushy and full of university work these days. Check out this post for last March's 10 reasons to smile! (First one ever actually, woohoo, milestone kind of.)

Tuesday, 12 March 2013

A story about my face that I have clearly neglected until recently


Woah! Sorry about throwing a giant picture of double-me as soon as you load the page. Wasn't my intention to scare you at all. Also, in case you're wondering; that's a poncho I'm wearing. So? It's really comfortable so don't trash it until you've tried it. (Yes, I'm putting on proper clothes soon, I have an eye appointment.) The reason why I posted a rare way-too-much-face-shot is because I've discovered a couple of things regarding my face:

1. Not putting mascara on the lower lashes is good. I'm sure the rest of you are wondering what's wrong with me for not realising this earlier but at some point when I tried makeup for the first time my mom told me to put mascara on the lower lashes and I've done it ever since. Otherwise my nose would overpower my eyes and nobody would ever notice them, I thought. It turns out that this is the trick if I wish to sport a more natural look during the days. I've also kind of embraced my large nose. Character and all that. Plus, no more under-eye-smudge. Win!

2. I bought my first ever blush in a peachy tone (the Rimmel Santa Rose blush) and I love it. These photos don't do it justice because my entire cheek and jaw area becomes really purple-ish when I'm cold and I am currently cold. Ever since I started wearing makeup I've been buying pink or pink-brown blushes and I'm terrible at trying out new things but I wanted to make a change. Anyway, I'm not allowed to walk into any kind of store that stocks makeup because I end up spending far too much. Yesterday I went into Boots to see if they had foundations that are actually in my skin tone* and I didn't get a foundation. Instead I got two new blushes, a lipstick and a powder brush. Those spending days are over now.**

17 Beehive lipstick. (All I think about when I look at this picture is a scene in Family Guy where a lipstick pops up and... Well, if you've seen it you know what I mean, and if you haven't you're probably better off.)

This became a very beauty-related post and it really wasn't supposed to be because I know nothing about makeup or beauty (as evidenced by my only-upper-lash-mascara-inexperience). I was actually supposed to do an "a picture an hour" post that I started on yesterday. Unfortunately, being in university from 12pm-5pm results in a huge amount of boring pictures and half of my pictures were really bad anyway. The lipstick picture is from last night anyway when I was inspecting my recent acquisitions. This is a really nice, casual lipstick by the way and I wouldn't have bought it or the blushes if I hadn't watched a video by www.lipssofacto.com/. A great beauty blog by the way. (No wonder I just wrote a post entirely dedicated to makeup, it's all I ever read about these days). Last week's deadlines were hit in case anybody's wondering although it did make my social life non-existent.   Hopefully I'll be able to blog once or twice more before thesis-deadline the 25th.

P.S. I have no idea what my hair is doing on the pictures. Why does that one strand of hair insist on staying straight and separate itself from all the other strands? Rebel-strand?

*This is the story: On Saturday I went to the shopping centre to make an appointment with the optician and I needed foundation as my current one was bought in the summer and it's just too orange for this season. I'd heard lots of good things about the Revlon Nearly Naked foundation so I just grabbed the lightest one and went home. When I got home and had put it on I realised that this one was ALSO orange and too dark for me. It turns out that the lightest shade my local Boots stocks is actually the third lightest shade (which is hard to believe, a LOT of people I know need one of the lighter shades). That'll teach me for making hasty purchases and not reading the number on the labels. Since it's opened I can't return it but luckily I can just about wear it as long as I don't wear too much. Maybe it'll be a good thing in a month or so when the weather gets better. 

**In the evening I sat down to order more oil (it's so cold, we have the heating on constantly) and at the same time review my monthly budget. It turns out that last month I made a major miscalculation, as in "oops, I forgot to include that we have a solicitor bill worth a grand to pay". I had a freak-out when I realised how little money that I actually have left of my student loan and I thought the only way out would be to cancel our holiday. If you've spent any time with me the last few weeks you realise that this holiday is all I talk about. Steve is a champion however for calming me down and telling me that the holiday is not off. We're just going to have to be a little (A LOT) more stringent when it comes to purchases. In other words, I am not buying any more makeup, possibly until I get a job. We'll see when that happens. 

Tuesday, 5 March 2013

Post dedicated to whining and excuses

Image from my Pinterest. Ah New Girl, how I love you.

I'm just writing to let you know that this blog will be very quiet during the month of March. (Yes, in stark contrast to my usual bi-hourly updates full of my own photographs and witty anecdotes - I wish.) In fact, the only reason to why I have time to write this is because I was starving and had to have some lunch and now while cleaning up I've realised that in half an hour Steve's nieces are arriving and half an hour is how long it takes me to even get into an efficient studying mode, so there's no point in opening my books. For the record, this is my own fault. Nobody told me to mind the girls today, but I knew that their granny (Steve's mom - are you following this?) has been working extra night shifts and is probably exhausted so I told her to bring the girls to my house instead. When they leave I have to wrap a gift and then be ready to leave the house for a quick birthday visit, then get home and make dinner before I get back to studying.

That's the reason why I'm busy today. The reason why I'm busy every other day is because within the next seven days I have three university deadlines looming over me, a late Christmas dinner to attend, a "welcome home" excursion in Belfast and a Mother's Day lunch (not for my mother, I might add). I can't get out of either of these because I'm being emotionally blackmailed. And this is what every single week now looks like throughout March with the added bonus of my thesis that needs to be in by 25th. Which I only yesterday got my last set of data for. I cannot deal with having social events to attend to when I'm under stress, I don't have time for clean hair and ironed clothes.

Oh, and let's just remember that this diet kicked in yesterday and whilst I wasn't going to follow it more than half-heartedly to support Steve I weighed myself last night and I'm basically half a stone heavier than my regular weight so now I do feel like I have to make an effort and only eat healthy food for the next few weeks. Healthy food = more time spent on preparation. Time is what I don't have. I have decided to strip Steve of his usual luxury to partly solve that issue: Can you believe that if I'm home earlier than him I nearly always make him dinner? Mainly because he leaves the house at 8am and comes home at 6pm five days a week and my schedule never looks that bad, but still. I feel like I'm reverting back to a housewife in the 1950s. Any day now I'll do my hair even if I'm just staying in so that "my man has something pretty to look at". However, those days are gone (in March at least) and from now on we'll help making dinner at 6pm when he gets home.

Half hour is up. I hope to see you again before the end of March.

Sunday, 3 March 2013

2nd and 3rd of March

Pictures from my Instagram. 

Apologies for the terrible and very drab pictures but I wanted to add something from my own life rather than just images from Pinterest all the times. And unfortunately it looks like I've only posted three images on Instagram since last Sunday and these are them. The first one represents me getting my garden cut. I didn't actually cut it at all, I took Steve's nieces to their swimming lesson and instead Steve's dad cut it. So in fact, that picture represents me sipping on a coffee and scrolling through Twitter in the pool cafeteria. I know what you're all thinking; I live a glamorous life. Speaking of pools, I'm still ecstatic about my booked holiday and Steve now has set certain times of the day that are "holiday discussion free". Simply because the subject is rapidly becoming exhausted.

The second and the third picture represents me being decisive regarding a map that I bought on Etsy a year ago and that's been sitting in its frame next to our couch for a month. On Friday I decided to take the matter in my own DIY-experienced hands and borrow a hammer so that I could hang the painting above our couch. I consulted so many websites on how high the print should go (and it is now at art gallery height standards I'll have you know) but for some reason I didn't really look up how to hammer the actual nail in. It's been done (by me) plenty of times before and I just assume that it would go well. Pretty damn silly. As soon as I hit the hammer on the head of the nail, the wall just crumbled to pieces. For some reason I then thought "that was probably just bad luck, I'll try putting another nail in next to it". That one crumbled as well (and that nail is crooked). Luckily, the painting covers both nails and hopefully the painting is staying up for a long time. (Also, sneak peek of my living room with additional accessories e.g. hammer, measurement tape, crumpled up quilt etc. Enjoy.)

The main reason why I wanted to have the painting up was because Steve was having a party with his work colleagues on the Saturday night and I wanted to make the house look lived in. Rather than the current "we moved in six weeks ago and this house will never get further than than to the state of 'half-finished'" look that's been going on lately. I also made cookies as well as cheese and bacon swirls for the guests, plus we ordered Chinese towards the end of the night. It was a last big feast of food because tomorrow Steve is starting on a diet (as soon as he has lost enough weight we're both starting the gym) which means that very little fatty foods will enter our house. I am trying to be supportive but the truth is that I'm really going to miss eating bacon and cheese on a daily basis.

(Oh, the party was great although someone managed to lean a chair against a wall so that paint was scraped off, in two places. In other words, in the duration of two days there is now four new holes in our newly painted living room. Looks like it'll be a while before any pictures of that room ever sees the daylight again.)