I am one of those girls who has loved make up since before I even knew what it was really for. I remember fiddling with my mum's make up when I was really little trying to figure out how it all worked. Through the years I have taught myself which products are best for me and how to use them best. And so, this is what is in my day to day make up bag.
So it seems a lot, but it seriously isn't. Basically what is there is a primer, two fluid foundations, a powder foundation, a light liquid concealer, four brushes, two Q-Tips, Bobby Pins, a cuticle pusher, nail clippers, tweezers, two eyeshadow/blush pallets, eyeliner, mascara and two lipsticks.
Okay so starting with the foundations and primers. The primer I use is Rimmel London's Fix & Perfect foundation primer in 001. I don't really like this primer as it is a little to creamy and I tend to let it settle on my skin for about five minutes before applying foundation. But I haven't really found one I love yet.
Usually I use MAC studio fix fluid for both day and night time foundation but I am trying some cheaper alternatives to see if I can find one the same or close to it. So for day time use I use Rimmel London's Stay Matte + skin pure complex in 100 Ivory. I find for the day time this foundation works quite well as it is light although slightly difficult to put on as it requires a lot of blending.
For occasions where I am going out to somewhere I might need more coverage I use Revlon's Photo Ready foundation in 005 Natural Beige. When I go clubbing I use a light Stay Matte cover to prime for the Photo Ready. It gives a coverage which stays all night.
For concealer, I use M.A.C's select cover up in NW25. I only need coverage for under my eyes so this is light enough to cover up the circles for both day and night.
And as a general foundation, which I lightly dust and buff over day and night foundations, I use M.A.C studio fix in NC35. I love the finishing look it gives.
Time for brushes. I don't like using sponges anymore and I used to have like 20 brushes but for the use of every day I just use these four. So to apply my daily foundation I use my Artiste professional duo fiber flat foundation brush. To blend my day time foundation in and for applying clubbing make up I use my stipple brush which is a M.A.C duo fiber 188. For powder and buffing and also blush I use my Artiste professional medium powder brush. Then for eyeshadow, smudging and eyebrows I use my Artiste professional eye shadow brush. I need to buy a few new brushes for blush, contouring and such, but money is limited you know.
Also I keep my tweezers, cuticle pusher and nail clippers in my every day make up case or else I would lose them. Also I like to keep a few bobby pins to push back my hair while I do my make up. The Q-Tips are to apply lipstick and to also help with eye make up and such. I change these nearly every day.
Now to lipstick. I tend to favor these two lipsticks more then any others because, well, I use them the most. But they are, Revlon 090 True Red and Max Factor 610 Angel Pink. I try not to use the red straight from the tube onto my lips in the day time as it is quite bright but I use the Angel Pink in the day time a lot with some concealer to make a colour I love.
And finally, eye stuff. So the pallets I use are quite old and probably full of bacteria and I mean to replace them very soon! Okay, so the one you can see on the right which is all plums, pinks and reds I use for highlighting my brow but also I use them as blush's, contours and highlighting my cheek bones.
The darker pallet I often use instead of eyeliner and I love creating smokey eyes with them.
Don't even ask where I got them, because they came in a set I got a present and it was unmarked. But they work well, so who cares what the brand is right.
The eye liner I use at the moment is Revlon Colour Stay in black. And for Mascara I use M.A.C's False Lash in black which is absolutely amazing.
Okay, so I am going to do a review of most the products I talked about today in the next week or so. So stay ...tuned?
Stay beautiful.
AccidentlySarah xx
Sometimes I forget who I am. Today I had a slight hit of this. I looked next to my bed, to where I have random stuff while my carpet was being cleaned.
On a chair (no idea where this chair came from, it randomly appeared in my room one day and has never been taken away), is my printer. On my printer is my sky blue, Colette Dinigan purse, my rosary-bead-cross necklace made in Byron Bay, my tea cup where I keep an assortment of things (it has never been used for any liquid). Currently inside is a plastic pearl necklace, an easter egg wrapper, a leopard print bracelet, a gold plated bracelet, a Q-Tip, a nail polish remover wipe and my name badge for work.
Also sitting on the printer is a box of tampons and my khaki coat.
There was one thing on this chair which really is not me. Tampons. I hate them, why are they there. It was this tiny insignificant thing which sent my mind wandering as to who the hell I am.
I looked further around my room and everything seemed to fit into my personality pretty well.
My Unit flat brim hat hanging on my wall. The only thing hanging on my wall in fact.
A few feather boa's, shoes of every style you could ever think of. Giant hand bags and clutch hand bags. A shell pink, leather brief case which used to hold make up. Lot's of pens and paper. CD's. A steal-lock-and-key CD case which I call the gun case. Leather, lace and studs. Stripes, spots and love hearts. Bandanas. Magazines. After sun lotion. Text books for media law and public relations. More shoes. Hair dryers and a hair curler. Bus tickets and rose petals. Yeah, I have a messy room okay. But it's not ALL on the floor. Just some of it.
I am not a tidy person. Well I am, just not in my room. I have silk sheets and a (faux) fur blanket. I have random little tables and random bit chairs in my room. I have black furniture and white walls. It doesn't make sense. Sue me.
But it is who I am. But one tiny thing in my room threw me off. The tampons. I couldn't believe it. But it's not who I am. And it made me think about those people who hide their real personalities behind season by season covers.
A conversation with a friend last night about 'teeny boppers' also was a little bit of a spark for my blabber of today. We were talking about how they are ruining real styles, like Indi and punk rocker. It is a shame because the real people behind these styles live the lifestyle but the mainstream, cheap stores mass produce their clothing and then suddenly every fourteen year old girl is dressed as one. It's wrong, but it's the way things are.
I wear clothes I bought when I was a lot younger (and can somehow still fit into, trust me that isn't many pieces). I wear clothes I bought last week. I mix and match. I dress how I feel and how I want. So many people try to put me into a label, but i hate to tell them, I am not anything. I am just me.
Does this upset me? Not really. Should it upset them? No, why should it?
In the end you just have to become comfortable in your own skin and live with it.
I read a quote said by Charlie Sheen the other day which got my thinking about a lot of things.
"Best way to not get your heart broke is to pretend like you don't have one." Charlie Sheen
I wish I couldn't relate to this quote. And I wish the person who made me this way didn't either. They say a bitch is someone who either someone who isn't willing to have their heart broken or someone who has had their heart broken before. I would be number one and then number two.
But for the purpose of today's useless dribble, I would like to focus on the person who made me the way I am. He is cold and heartless. To everyone else he has never loved and he never will. Even the people who say they know him well will say he is the type of person who is a rock and can never be broke. I know better.
He is just like everyone else. He was scared of falling in love and scared of getting hurt. So when he fell in love he decided to hurt the person before they could hurt him. It's a shame he couldn't get it through his head the person he hurt would have done anything for him, as long as he stayed.
I wish I could reach out to every person who believes hurting others will save themselves from getting hurt. I wish I could make them see what they think is wrong and that there are people out there who truly care for them. But I guess some people never learn. And for those who have been hurt by someone like this, it's really not you, it is them. Don't do what I have and shut off everyone who would ever try and love and support you. Because in the end, aren't I just like that cold son of a bitch?
Okay, so I was going to put up a photo of my current weight but I couldn't get up the stairs after doing my first night of my new work out plan. But I will soon I promise. Now, a lot of people say I shouldn't be unhappy with my weight, but I am, simple. It has nothing to do with what other people say, I just feel like I could look a hell of a lot better. Every month I will be changing my work out plan so I don't hit the wall, but this is the first month!
Can I just add, while I am writing this I am slowly sipping a glass of room temperature water and I am sweating to death. When I am done I will somehow go upstairs. Okay so this months work out plan is a mix of my own history of exercise which has worked before and also a work out plan called 'Beach Babes' from a Youtube channel called ToneItUpcom (http://www.youtube.com/user/ToneItUpcom) who are amazing.
So I am going to take you guys through it step by step! Let me know if it works for you or if yours is different let me know what you are doing! I also apologize for how I described some of the exercises, some of them are difficult to explain.
-20 Frog Jumps: Stand with your legs at shoulder width and use this first stance as your starting and finishing point. Jump forwards, your legs still apart at the same width and then do a squat. Jump back to the original place and squat. Repeat.
-30 Side Lunges: Same stance as before lean to the right till your in a position your knee closer to the ground. Instead of returning to the original stance, keep going past the stance and twist your body, right knee connecting with left elbow. Then return to original stance. (See what I mean about bad description). Do this 30 reps for each side.
-5 Walk out Push Ups. Stand toes together. Go down as if you were going to touch your toes but as your do move your hands out till the are a step ahead, then keep moving outwards till your body is stretched out. Follow with one push up. Then use your hands to 'crawl' back up till you are standing. (I am only starting with 5 because I am terrible at push ups. I will increase by 5 each week).
-High Knees. Stand with feet about a foot apart. Join your hands together and keep them at chest height. Jog on the spot but bring your knees upwards to meet your hands which will go from side to side as you swing your arms. (I do this till I feel like I can't physically cannot do anymore).
-20 Waistline Crunches: Stand as if you are going to do a star jump. Legs apart but with only one arm in the air, the other on your hip. Start with the right side. Bring your arm down till it is bent and the elbow is about waist height. Bring the knee up to meet it. Return to starting position. Do this 20 reps for each side.
-Figure 8's- Stand with your feet and knees at shoulder width or feet together. Twist your hips so they looks like they are drawing an '8'. Swing your arms in a salsa style. Do this for about a minute or so.
-20 toe touches- I am starting this in the easy position. My legs slightly spread, arms straight in the air. Bring your arms down in a swinging motion to touch the space between your legs. Then bring back up to starting position. Rep 20 times. Once your flexibility increased, try with your legs together, or legs further apart.
-20 mixed toe touches- Repeat the above exercise but when returning to starting position bend slightly backwards. Do 20 reps.
-20 balances. With feet together take your right foot in your right hand. Lean forward and let your arm stretch out in front of you. Hold for five seconds then return to holding your foot. Repeat 20 times on each leg.
-20 Sit Ups- Start by laying back on your back and your knees bent. Bring yourself up till you are mid way between your knees. Then return back to position.
- Meditation- Sit with legs crossed and just relax. Let yourself slow your breathing.
For the first week I am only doing these exercises once. Each week I will step it up another rep. I will also be going for a jog most morning which before I will be doing 20 sit ups and some stretches and a little yoga.
To really make sure I am doing this right I will be eating what I want but in small proportions. I generally eat pretty healthy. But I will also be drinking more water.
Let's see if this works and let's get fit!
Keep Healthy!
AccidentlySarah xx
Over the weekend I took a trip down memory lane. Saturday morning, through the rain, my boyfriend and myself took off down the highway for what was meant to be an hour drive. We took a pit stop and it turned out to be a 3 hours trip. No traffic, so do not even know how that happened.
We were setting off to go to my Mum's house. The house she lives in now is the house I was brought home to from the hospital when I was born. A little brick house in the ghetto. Small garden big enough for a big bird avery filled with parrots and finches and all sorts of noisy bastards.
Anyway, the boyfriend had never met her before. And to be honest, I was nervous. He wasn't. I think he knew enough about her to be calmer then a fish in water. When he did meet her they got along fine. Don't even know what I was worrying about.
I hate going home to my hometown. I lived there for fifteen years and yet I still can't quite come to grips with the place. It is odd. Very far from the place I live now. I stick out...still.
We went for a little shopping expedition. Trying to dress down a little, because I know the town uniform is no shoes, a ripped pair of shorts and a non fitting singlet, I wore black full length lycra tights, a kind of army printed shirt which I tied up to show a slight bit of belly as the tights are high tops, a pair of suspenders and my black fur top boots. I curled my hair and wore my make up simple. And yet, people still looked at me like I was an alien. The men nearly passed out from excitement and the women nearly passed out with jealousy or disgust. Now, on the other hand my boyfriend walked with his head high beside me enjoying the fact everyone was ogling at his girl. I sound a little vain, but I promise this is what happened.
But the thing about being home is the memories. Even the streets reminded me of the tiniest things. When I used to walk up to the shop for potato gems or sour lollies with my friends after small town carnivals. Or what I used to see every day on the walk to school. Or when Mum and Dad spent three hours picking out the new light fixtures. And although the house has changed, much of the influence of Mum's boyfriend I feel, there are still the slight touches which have been there since I before I could walk.
Like the high detailed sketch of a naked woman my Uncle drew. Or the print of victorian dressed folk rowing a boat on the water. Or the light fixtures. It was just the little stuff which drew out the oldest, tiniest details.
And when I left, I still felt like I was leaving home. Even thought I haven't lived there for nearly 4 years and don't fit in. It is still where I call home.
Picture above: Mum's fishtank.
Ever had one of those days where no matter what you do (or eat) you can't get a smile on your face, well a real one anyway. Here's what to do. Take a notepad, or your laptop, or some sort of device where you can store these things. And write down a few things that make you feel better. Whether it be a quote, song, person, photo or something you can do. These are ten of mine.
1. Do my hair and makeup. There is something that I love when I apply a stack of make up and fool around with a new hairstyle. It takes my mind off of what was upsetting me and I really have to apply myself. Sometimes I take a celebrity photo and try and imitate it.
2. Go for a jog. Exercise releases endorphins which basically is happiness. And most people look hot in a pair of jogging pants. Nothing makes you feel better then a total stranger giving you a compliment on how you look or your dedication. Your body will thank you too.
3. Yoga. Everyone knows yoga is made to relax you. Go somewhere quiet, play some relaxing music and get a stretching. Make sure you google some techniques so you aren't standing there like a fool.
4. Write. I am a writer so it might not be for everyone. I once knew someone that enjoyed doing math when they were upset or stressed. But I write. It doesn't necessarily have to make sense either. Hence why my Blog can seem like total cr*# sometimes.
5. Dance around in my underwear. Not only is it exercise but it makes you feel stupid but good at the same time. A lil T Mills.
6. Cook and eat. There is nothing like having the satisfaction of making a big meal that tastes amazing and eating it all yourself.
7. Phone my mum. Friends are okay to talk to but your Mum is the one person that will never judge you and can make you laugh. Well mine anyway.
8. Go through my wardrobe. You never know what you will find. Find some new outfits, take some photo's of them and share them too the world.
9. Go shopping. Even window shopping can cheer you up. But spending some money on the new pair of jeans you need is always a good feeling.
10. Watch a reallllyy sad movie. Comedies are ok but I like to watch them and think how good my life is compared to theirs. Even biggest loser makes me feel better. Its cruel but I can't help but think 'thank god I'm not fat'.
So there we go. Probably pretty useless. But give it a go. And finally. Smile. It does make you feel better.
Keep smilin'
Accidently Sarah xx
Every generation has a distinct attitude which defines history. Personally, I pick and choose certain traits from each and call them my own, but the one I hold true to my heart, is the 90's.
The 90's was to thank for the Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears and the Play-Station. Growing up, it is my firm belief the 90's was the best generation. We weren't addicted to crack, being to skinny wasn't cool and it was the last generation before the ultimate 'we're bored' generation.
We knew how to play on our own and with friends. We dressed up as the Spice-girls every opportunity we could and pretended we were superstars. Kiss and Catch was innocent until proven guilty by a parent. Music was and is who we are, no matter what type. We are the most judgmental people alive, but boy george do we stick together when we need too. We are the 90's kids.
True, we are not kids any more but we hold onto all those things we cherished as kids. We hang out with our friends still at skate parks and we take out the camera and take photos of ants and blur out the grass and call it art.
When I look at those slightly grown up people from when I was a kid, none of them have changed to much. They still have that smart-ass attitude which got them a good smack on the bum (because it was still legal). We are a generation of people who are single and proud. We don't need no one to make us happy, because we are comfy in our skin. But that doesn't mean we don't find comfort in other people. The 90's kids tend to stick together.
When I have an issue, I don't go to anyone but one of my fellow 90's kids. I'm not sure why, but they seem to understand more. And another thing, we seem to steal other generations habits but make them cool.
We smoke, but socially. Still dangerous but more responsible then the chain smokers from the 60's (Dad I am looking right at you). We wear the fashions of the 70's and even earlier. We even adopted hammer pants!
But what is it that makes us 90's kids the most additive generation of all? We know it all. "I don't claim to know it all and I hate to brag, but I do know it all".
Tell me why you think your generation is the best. And 90's kids...keep it real ;).
Keepin' it real.
Accidently Sarah x
There are so many things I wish I could be. Professional dancer, skater, surfer, journalist, wedding planner, designer, vet and so on.
For many years I wanted to be a wedding planner. I often still plan a whole wedding and enjoy doing every little aspect of it and dream of the day I can actually help someone organize one. Alas, I doubt that day will ever come.
I have recently pouring through photos of wedding gowns, bridesmaids and flower girl dresses, tuxedo's and suits, shoes, accessories, flowers, rings, cakes, tables, table clothes, flower rings, chairs, chair covers, ribbons and bows, invitations, cutlery and the list goes on for about another page. There are so many themes one can choose from but I love colour themes. Choosing a few favourite, well suited colours and revolving an entire wedding around these. Every single aspect. And I always looked at different types of weddings. Small and large. Beach or country. At home or in lavish castles or wineries. I even ventured into looking at rainforests.
Personally, I want to keep the ideas I adore to myself. Selfish I know, but they are a few ideas I have accumulated over the years. I think I nearly have every detail too. Of course I just need a willing hubby who will also agree and adore every single aspect, but I am willing to adapt for the right person ;)
Is this a thing all girls do? I know it didn't start at an older age as I was doing this from a very young age with Mum's magazines but I still wonder do all girls do it. Or was my flair for this something I should of put into practice?
Who knows. Maybe I will.
Keep Dreaming.
Accidently Sarah xx
