Well … It’s been quite the couple of months since I last wrote here. Where do I begin? Perhaps with the obvious, I’m a Mum! I have my own tiny human buddy, who I’ve been feeding, changing and helping sleep, on repeat for the past six weeks.
Aurora Winter (named after the Northern Lights, not Sleeping Beauty. Something I’ve found myself muttering to many a stranger since she was born) arrived in late November at 6.16am, weighing 7lbs and 5oz.
It’s that time of year. The launch of the Lush Winter collection means new and returning favourite Lush Halloween products. And I can never resist putting a big order in. The Halloween and Christmas products are normally the most exciting for me. And as they last well, it’s an ideal time to stock up for Winter baths.
I’m a sucker for pretty eyeshadow palettes. Just yesterday I found myself coveting the new Charlotte Tilbury eyeshadow palette, despite it costing a whopping sixty quid and containing colours I have in lots of other palettes. I’d like to own it just so I could perch on the edge of my bed like Gollum and stroke it, whilst muttering ‘my precious’ and pushing to the back of my mind, the kidney I had to sell.
But on a serious note, there’s just something inspiring about a new palette. I’d love to be able to look at my eyeshadows and think of all the warm toned Autumn looks I could make. But us mere mortals who are not MUAs normally need more of a push. Like a nicely arranged, warm toned palette and the subsequent looks which pop up online for inspiration.
As I wrote recently in my post about hitting pan, I’m not buying any new makeup for a while. I want to use what I’ve got and that especially applies to eyeshadow palettes. So I’m trying to give them all more love. But I have to admit, I play favourites. There are just some which I find myself reaching for over and over. The palettes which I think everyone should own.
Getting the baby’s nursery ready has been both fun and terrifying. On the one hand, I’ve loved scouring baby shops in search of Scandi inspired homeware. Monochrome decor and cute Arctic toys. But on the other, seeing it all there -in what was our spare room- really brought it home. Our baby is nearly there. And for someone so tiny, she requires a lot of stuff.
I’m not good at doing hair. It’s just not my thing. Any time spent blow drying, curling or straightening is done under duress. And if I’m in a rush, my hair is the first thing to be sacrificed. A messy bun is a common occurrence. Because of this, I’m always on the hunt for lazy day hair products. Things which make my life easier. Hacks, tricks and products which will speed things up and make it less effort for me.
I love finding a bargain. And have been eyeing Primark’s new -ish- beauty range for a while. Whilst everything looks really pretty and they have a big selection of products, I’ve been wary. It’s easy to fall into the trap of buying cheaper makeup for the sake of it. And I’ve heard mixed reviews of the quality. Whilst browsing for a new onsie I could cram my bump into, I noticed their magical looking brush sets. And had to have a closer look. I apply my highlighter with a MAC 129 brush as it’s more precise. Or my Zoeva fan brush, which is tiny in comparison to these chunkier fan brushes which have been popping up everywhere.
I’m having a lazy day and am still in bed at lunch time. Living the dream. The new series of Keeping Up With The Kardashians is on Hay-U. And pregnancy pains make this the most comfy place to sit. Now I’m on maternity leave, it’s great to be able to take things at a slower pace. It’s all been a bit quiet on the blogging front and I haven’t written anything in weeks. But I’m back today with a new post, about a new skincare / makeup product I have tried (and loved). The Charlotte Tilbury Unisex Healthy Glow, tinted moisturiser.
It’s feeling very Autumnal. As I write this, I’ve barely slept. The 50mph winds last night set off a neighbours burglar alarm every few hours. And on the wall above my desk, precariously sat there is a hideously chunky house spider. After typing each sentence I glance up at it, to check it hasn’t moved. Which it hasn’t … Although if this post is relegated to the drafts for all eternity, you’ll know why.
The leaves are starting to fall from trees and pumpkin spice lattes are back in Starbucks. To some September is the last month of Summer. But to me, it’s very much the beginning of Autumn. Whether the British calendar agrees with me or not.
I love face masks. But rarely made time to use them. That was until they became a bit of a Sunday tradition. And my skin has been so much better off for it! I recently got the chance to try new self-heating charcoal face masks from T Zone skincare. Along with their charcoal cleanser. Both of which I’ve been trying out this month.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve enjoyed feeling scared. I used to love watching Are You Afraid Of The Dark at sleepovers. And reading Goosebumps books under my quilt. Ghost stories would have me terrified of bedtime. And I vividly remember watching my first Horror film. Fear was uncomfortable, but exciting.
Growing up meant my fears have obviously changed. I’m less concerned with ghosts and more likely to threat about work. Worrying about adult things is far from enjoyable. I never relish in it. And wouldn’t seek it out. But this is where my love of Halloween comes from. I love remembering those feelings.
Something which stood out for me in Svalbard, was serious nostalgia for those times. Hiding under my quilt, or too scared to repeat an urban legend in the mirror. Longyearbyen was a magical place. But some of the circumstances made the mind wonder. In the same way 8 year old me would have been frightened, I found myself genuinely scared. And I have to admit, I enjoyed it.