She's back!

Oh look, another triumphant return! I've done my usual of staying on top of my blogging game and then having another 3 month break. I started a new relationship at the beginning of the year so naturally a lot of my time was taken up with that. Apparently not content with just that happening, I also set up my own girl gang filled with babely Scottish bloggers, moved in with Euan and his flatmate, started helping him with his company and I landed myself another job! Rather than bogging you all down with one post on everything that would take you all evening to read, I'm going to break them all up and write a single post on each thing over the next couple weeks.

Safe to say that my life has been a bit of a whirlwind recently but I wouldn't change it in the slightest. I'm happier than I've ever been and I'm looking forward to getting stuck into all these new things I'm focusing on. I've got many plans for this blog (and other things) so stay tuned!

Sorry for the short but sweet, just wanted to let you all know I'm back.

How many brushes is too many?

Look at that bitch Peach judging me. Shut up Peach.

I've recently been on a bit of a brush buying binge, a bbb if you will. I've got plenty brushes, enough to do the looks I currently do. I might have been missing a few core pieces but nothing that warranted buying this many tools. I've only got one fucking face!

However I am now the proud owner of 46, that's right FORTYFUCKINGSIX new makeup brushes. On top of the ones I already owned which is probably not that far off the above shocking number. In my defense they were all super cheap so it's not like I'm breaking the bank, just the shelf that holds all my makeup, skincare and tools. I'd maybe be better buying a bloody tool box soon!

I'll be doing individual review posts on each set, not each individual brush that idea can get in the fucking bin (along with all the plastic wrapping that these brushes came in) so keep your eyes peeled for those. There's three sets a 32 piece set (the black and red/pink ferules) a 7 piece eye set (eBay find) and the shiny fake Real Techniques that I've already fallen in love with. 
Look at them, they're beautiful.

If you would like me to do these reviews in a particular order or you want to know about one set before another let me know below!
How many brushes do you have for your one face?

Until next time x

Giving in to the blogger hype

I've never really caved to 'blogger hype' before. Y'know those products that EVERY blogger MUST try or they're not a real blogger. Aye sack that. Recently though, I've been talking to Sera quite a lot on snapchat (mine is alana.mullen if you want to have a nosey, it's mostly shite) and she was telling me how much she loved the Garnier Micellar Cleansing Water. I didn't think much of it after that but recently I was in Superdrug getting my brows did and saw it on my way to the checkout. It was on sale. One of my favourite words. I couldn't resist, plus my reasoning was if it didn't live up to the hype it was on offer and I didn't pay full price for it.

Holy fuck it lived up to the hype and then some. I decided my first test run of it would be after wearing a full face of slap for work all day (go hard or go home) and let me tell you, that is a lot of stuff on my face. I tentatively took oot the bottle, got my cotton pads and went to town on my face. I've used cleansers before and I've always been left disappointed so when I opened my eyes and looked at those grotty pads I held out some hope. Skipping off to the bathroom, grotty cotton pads in hand I looked in the mirror and beheld my makeupless face. It took every god damn ounce of it off. For once in my life I was speechless. 

The Biore nose strips were pretty much the same. Every blogger raved about them but I continued buying my shitey wee poundland ones. They were on offer again so I flung them right in my basket and reserved judgement until I used them. I'll be honest I hadn't used a nose pore strip for quite some time before trying these out and while they lifted so much off my face I can't tell if it was because they are the tits or because my face is where pores go to die. I'll be trying another one out soon so let's hope it passes the test again.

Have you ever given in to the 'hype'? Were you surprised or not impressed? Let me know below!

Until next time x

Loss never gets any easier...

Today would have been my little brother's 24th birthday and while this day will always reduce me to a crying wreck this year I'm going to try my damndest to not focus on the loss and instead focus on the life however short it was. I didn't spend as much time with Paul as I would have liked to and that will forever haunt me but the memories I do have of him are some of the funniest most ridiculous things I can remember. Enjoy my silly wee stories.

One year him and my other brother Chris got one of those electric jeeps for their christmas, at the time my dad lived in front of a massive hill and so the combined genius of Paul, Chris, Sean (my other brother) and myself led us to lay a plank of wood over the back of the jeep. Paul and Chris on either end, Sean on the bonnet of the jeep and me in the driver seat. We pelted down that hill as if our lives depended on it and all I can remember is reaching the bottom, crashing into a metal railing and all the boys going fleeing.

Another favourite of mine is when my dad and other mammy had a flat in Gorgie (not too far from my current flat actually) and we took the top plank of wood off the bunk bed and lay it between the matress and the coat railing in the wardrobe. We would make each other 'walk the plank', we'd hang off it and fight each other with our legs and we'd jump off it with poly bags above us trying to fly.

Every Saturday morning was spent watching the wrestling, waiting for the 'do not try this at home' warning then going absolutely tits at each other trying every move we could think of. Submissions, tag team matches, anything until someone got too hurt and started crying or my dad came running up the stairs to tell us to shut the fuck up.

One of the main reasons I still have a sega megadrive is because of my brothers. One christmas we got two between us and it was "the best christmas ever" we spent what must have added up to days and days playing all the games and a couple years ago I fiercely hunted them down until I had all the ones we used to play. I still can't play James Pond. Fuck him.

My absolute favourite game had to have been hide and seek in the dark. Idiot over here decided to 'hide' on the second shelf of the bookcase and after about 7 minutes it gave way and the entire thing collapsed on me.

There are so many other stories I could tell but I'd be here all day. I'm going to think happy thoughts today, probably cry (and that's ok) and surround myself with good people. Sean, Chris, if you're reading this, let's go for a pint soon.