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Sunday, 3 July 2011

and this week I ...

SUNDAY ...



i watched the F1 ... in the living room ... alone ... loud.

that may not sound exciting, but since i hardly ever watch the t.v. (i don`t have a t.v. in my bedroom) and i hardly ever have the house to myself (i`ve had it to myself alllll week) it is a big fucking deal. and having the t.v. loud is just obligatory when home alone :) 

the European Grand Prix in Valencia was snoreville, though ... seriously, i fell asleep ("you fell a-sleeeeep?!", a la Rachel Greene in Friends) half way through the damn race!!! which really does defy the point in general, but whatevz ... i LOVE the build-up before the race (with Jake "Jakey" Humphrey, David "white jeans" Culthard, and Eddie "colour blind" Jordan) and the BBC F1 forum afterwards MORE than the race! 

i watch these things for the men, i know. 

but i do kinda understand most of what is happening ... for example, Sebastian Vettel ^^^ won, and is leading the Championship ... obvz. duh. innit.

and he`s growing into such a hot racer guy :) #win


the evening was the last night at Glastonbury 2011, and Beyonce was the headline act.


^^ she looked AMAZING!!!! ^^

how does she remember what to do on stage?! sing/dance/chat/entertain?!?!


LOVED every song she performed on that set - and i never say that about her - or anyone, really. it`s not that i don`t like her, i just prefer her upbeat songs to her heart-left, slower songs ... just a preference, and i can always appreciate them ... i`m just a specific kinda person sometimes :)

MONDAY ...

having recently completed full-time education since the age of 3, i have had a well-earned rest. 

how long can you sleep for? 

i can beat it. i`ve been having a lot of practice ...

TUESDAY ...

went for a big walk with my girly, Laura. walked in a `P` shape from my house, down the looooong road to the park, where we lapped it (making time to jump some skipping-rope while we were in it!), walked to the shops, and bought food :) aaannnddd ... walked back home again.

was a lovely walk.

i could walk for miles. i could walk for days. 

... it`s the walking BACK that i hate. it`s not as fun. it`s like when you come home from holiday - it`s over. not that this walk (or any other walk i have ever had to and from the park, for that matter) is in any way at all comparable to GOING ON HOLIDAY ... but you know?


also, watched a bit of the Men`s Quarter-Final at Wimbledon (i only really watched men in these sports!) 

Wills`n`Kate were there ...


^^ that bloody ring!!! "it should have been me" hehe :) ^^


^^ such a cute outfit to wear to watch the tennis :)

but PLEASE put some weight on!!!! ^^

also ...


^^ how ADORABLE is Andy Murray?!?!?! bowing to our Wills`n`Kate after he made it into the Men`s Wimbledon Semi-Final :) ^^

WEDNESDAY ...

sleepless night (1 hour, tops) because ... 8am rolled around with my degree classification.

well, i say 8am ... i was on the uni website refreshing the page for 4 hours waiting for my results to pop up while waiting for the postman to drop a letter in with my results on (note: postmen don`t bring results on PAPER in this day-and-age ... so don`t wait for him. waste. of. time.) while also searching+applying for yet MORE JOBS.

i got tried.

i had a nap.

i ignored the phone calls from my Mum asking what was happening with my life.

EIGHT HOURS LATER i phoned up the uni - and i was given the BEST results i could have wished for :) 

to understand my enthusiasm at a 2:1 is to understand the journey which i took ... which would take a while. 

basically: 3 years in Sixth Form; 4 years in uni; Ormskirk; 5am alarm; 4 hours travel per day; 2nd year i drop out; i go back+repeat 2nd year in a new Liverpool uni; work hard+find out what i want to do with my career; proud of my repeated 2nd year; very proud of my 3rd+final year; exams; dissertation.

in a nut-shell, you see.

anyway, it was a fabulous feeling of triumph of my past, and an optimistic look towards my future :) lovely, lovely, lovely!!!

THURSDAY ...

hungover.

badly.

i deserved each of those 3 bottles of wine. i should have had 4 - one for each year of uni i endured!

nursed a headache for most of the day, but, for some reason, i always wake up early and feel refreshed and determined to do something the morning after ... so, i got round to doing all the little things that i could easily have done without a hangover a month previously.

... and i done the one thing that i could only have done once i got my results: book a restaurant for my Graduation meal :)


it is super-cute and very pretty :) a lovely, laid-back and relaxed place to  have (hopefully) a drama-free end-of-education celebratory meal! 

FRIDAY ...

slept. a lot.

i needed the sleep after the busy day i had had previously. serously, Thursday was the busiest day i had had since finishing my exams in May ... i couldn`t have had two of the same days!


watched Eastenders. #standard 


watched the Men`s Semi-Final at Wimbledon. (poor Andy Murray, ay? well, what do we Brits expect ...?)


read up on Wills`n`Kate in Canada ... in love with these two. seriously, Kate is the only person who could make me NOT look at Wills! and i LOVE him!!! 



^^ god, Wills is GORGEOUS! 

LOVE the open-shirt ;) ^^
SATURDAY ...

decided to head out for an afternoon in the sunny Sefton Park. it`s the biggest park in Liverpool, and i haven`t ever been. 

"i know!!!" (a la Monica Geller in Friends)

so ... i went :) it`s so pretty! and the sunshine makes it look even prettier :)




and the night-time called for a boxing fight - Klitschko-Haye in Germany. i hate not having a t.v. to order the big, talking-points on :( had to make do with a Russian live-stream that stopped working just as it was getting interesting! had BBC Radio5 Live on, too, though, as i quite like radio commentary - helps with the ol` imagination ;)


^^ this is the quality i was dealing with! ^^


pretty good week :) best week since finishing my exams - very relieved and excited, in all :) looking forward to next week when i have a sneaky-sneaky about things to come ... :) #jinx`dit!



Tuesday, 28 June 2011

what`s in my summer suitcase ... (ideally!)

  • The Body Shop satsuma shower gel
  • exfoliator gloves
  • body puff
  • disposable razors
  • Ultrasun, SPF50
  • Ultrasun lip balm
  • Elizabeth Arden face cream, SPF50
  • Hawaiian Tropic, SPF50
  • Hawaiian Tropic after sun body butter
  • Nails Inc, nail polish
  • Clinique Dramatically Different moisturiser
  • Rimmel bronzer
  • bronzer brush
  • Yves Saint Laurent mascara
  • Chanel lipgloss, Peony
  • Elizabeth Arden, Sunflowers eau de toilette


  • Violet Lake bikini top, navy
  • Violet Lake bikini bottoms, navy
  • Havaianas flip-flops, navy


  • Chiniti and Parker, navy maxi dress
  • Gucci sandals
  • Newbark tote
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • Leaves of Grass, navy maxi dress
  • Accessorize sandals
  • Coach Classic bag
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • Milly green sundress
  • Gucci sandals
  • Newbark tote
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • D&G flowery sundress
  • Gucci sandals
  • Coach Classics bag
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • Topshop nautical tie-top
  • True Religion denim shorts
  • Gucci sandals
  • Newbark tote
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • Splendid blue day dress
  • Gucci sandals
  • Newbark tote
  • Ray Ban, aviators

  • T-Bags, black maxi dress
  • Accesorize sandals
  • Marc by Marc Jacobs clutch, black
  • Monica Vinader bracelet
  • Monica Vinader ring




Sunday, 26 June 2011

cheapy-likies me likey! < lip conditioner

since I have finished being a student, I am poor – poorer than when I was student, which was poor, but to be fair, I`ve never known a poor student … – so finding products that are supposed to do what the expensive products do but on the cheap is basically still too rich for my blood … but I do like to window-shop!

so, here are a few of the proper products that we should all aim to try at least once in our life (because, life would be crap otherwise!) accompanied by the cheaper products that we convince ourselves are “just as good as the real thing!” …


this is the aim. 

let`s face it, if a girl wants anything in her make-up bag, it`s something - anything - by Chanel. and what better product to have than something that looks - and is - both timeless and a classic piece that works.

this lip conditioner looks super classy in its black and gold case, and can be used as a conditioner (which, i`d never buy it for ... i`d buy Vaseline, no?) or as a primer for other lipsticks/lip-glosses. it`s £20, but i`d happily spend this for the sheer pleasure of applying it in front of people in the ladies loo!

however, i can`t afford that (right now) so i found this alternative (or not, as some people can get very protective over this brand!) from Avon, and it`s only £9:


the reviews for this product are all really good, and some people genuinely just live by Avon products, including this lip conditioner. 

again, the lipstick case is classy in its muted taupe and gold case, and you would feel very elegant producing it in front of an audience. but, again, i wouldn`t buy this product to condition my lips ... (i don`t understand why one would when I find that Vaseline (or Blistex) do the job that it`s supposed to.) a lot of the reviews say that this is perfect to use by itself during the day, or as a base for the evening underneath another lipstick - apparently, it lessens the colour of the lipstick, but that could be a good thing sometimes because some colours are really garish and shouldn`t be seen on lips!

a cheaper way to try out lip conditioners is to buy from Avon (and Avon really is a brand that can be trusted) and then splash out on the Chanel (or ask for it as a present!) when you know if it works for you or not. i`m putting it on my Congratulations on Graduating List or Congratulations on Your New Job List ...

cheapy-likies me likey! < cheek and lip stain

since I have finished being a student, I am poor – poorer than when I was student, which was poor, but to be fair, I`ve never known a poor student … – so finding products that are supposed to do what the expensive products do but on the cheap is basically still too rich for my blood … but I do like to window-shop!

so, here are a few of the proper products that we should all aim to try at least once in our life (because, life would be crap otherwise!) accompanied by the cheaper products that we convince ourselves are “just as good as the real thing!” …



Benefit`s High Beam cheek and lip tint sounds expensive at £18.50 compared to Superdrug`s own brand, 2True, which is priced at £1.99, but owning the 2True bottle, I can tell you that it actually lasts forever!!! it is very pink, and you can only use it as a lip tint or use just a dab as cheek tint (otherwise the look is disastrous ... unless you`re going for the Drag Queen/ transexual`s-first-attempt-at-applying-make-up-look) i would love to try Benefit`s version of it because you can also mix a tiny amount with your moisturiser to help your complexion look brighter and even the skin tone (which you can`t really do with 2True`s version), as well as using it to the cheeks and lips. maybe when i have some spare cash i`ll try it - maybe an Autumn purchase ...? - but for now, the cheaper stuff is an ok alternative, providing a lot of practice is had beforehand!


an alternative colour is Benefit`s Moon Beam, which would be perfect to use in the Summer mixed with moisturiser for a healthy-glow look, or anytime of the year if your skin is darker than fair (mine!). there wouldn`t be much point in me (and my fairer-than-fair skin) investing in this product, but anyone whose skin tone would benefit (i know, i used the word on purpose, hehe!) from this should try! 


2True`s rose-coloured cheek and lip tint is a product that i have used more than once ... but only because i`m still trying to save up for this!!!:


... but Benefit`s Benetint in rose is £24.50, and 2True is only £1.99. 

you literally only need a dab on your finger and then a light build-up on your cheeks (because it really is a stain) and i like because it doesn`t feel heavy and powdery on your skin like a powder blusher or a mousse blusher can. it, therefore, last aaages! i use this product during the Autumn mainly, and i always look forward to applying it because i love the look that it gives me - i feel very Wintery and i think i look cute, haha!

using the tint on your lips also makes them look lovely and helps that worry that your cheek and lip colours don`t match - because now they will! you will need to reapply like other lip-glosses and lipsticks and lip-balms, but that`s fine - that`s life.

the only criticism i have of the 2True stain i have is that if you get it wrong (too much liquid on the cheeks) you really notice it ... i`m not sure if Benefit`s stain is as unforgiving as 2True`s, but for the price I`m hoping not ...!

Saturday, 18 June 2011

Bull Fights: entertainment, or a cruel sport?


being British, i suppose i`ve only ever heard of `bull-fighting` in association with Spain in general. i`ve never been told about the sport (despite its name being fairly self-explanatory) and i`ve never thought much about it.
 
until i went to see a bull fight in Spain a few years ago.

it was one of those trips that people do on holiday as `a tourist` - and as i like to see and do things that `the locals` do, we all decided to go along.

we had no prior knowledge of what the bull fight would entail other than what we imagined it would be like. from start to finish, the bull fight was a total culture-shock – but in a good way. well, to us it was, anyway.

our seats in the gladiator-like area (where we sat on stone walls, no less) were uncomfortable – but we had the best view! we sat at the top and back, allowing us to see the matadors (apparently, only the English call them this, and the Spanish refer to them as torero, or more formally matador de toros) and his assistants (he has six in total) get ready, and obviously had a spectacular view of the fight itself once that started. it was a small arena in Torremolinos (especially compared to Madrid some years later) but it was still very much a large+intimidating venue.

there`s a whole procession to commence the bull fight called paseĆ­llo. they enter the ring and present themselves to all dignitaries sitting in the Presidential Box. it symbolises the start of the show, and allows the audience to see all those involved in the fight. also, the flamboyant+bright traditional costumes (suits of lights) are inspired by 17th century Andalusian clothing, allowing the torero and his assistants to be easily distinguishable (and cost thousands of pounds per costume; the matador must have at least 6 in his wardrobe! but it`s ok because, apparently, they can earn up to 25,000 Euros per corrida!).




once the procession has finished, and the announcing and releasing of the bull has happened, it gets fun.
well, I say fun. it`s exciting, especially when you`ve never seen a bull fight+you have no idea what to expect!

i understand why some people would be horrified by the thought of an animal being slaughtered for entertainment would be referred to as `exciting+fun`, but unless you have been to a packed-out, buzzing bull ring and experienced the atmosphere and the sheer expertise of the toreros yourselves, then i would suggest you do not judge me and my views. i am open to experiencing new and culturally different things – hence, why i watched a bull fight in the first place. (YouTube-ing a bull fight is NOT the same, FYI.)

you can hear the bull`s hoofs clawing their way along the sandy floor, its breath short and ragged before you see it – pissed off is definitely the expression i would use to describe the bull. (i don`t know what happens to the bull before the fight, but i wouldn`t be surprised if they goad the bull previously – just to terrorise it further and make the show even more spectacular. i`m also not suggesting that this is right, either.) there is a sign showing just how heavy the bull is – they`re no less than 460kg, and they can get a big as double that. they`re HUGE. make no mistake that these bulls may appear to look smaller than what it shows them to be – but they`re pure muscle, and i would most definitely not want to be on the receiving end of their horns!

so, the show starts with the torero`s assistants` waving their pink+yellow cloths around to goad the bull and make it run … basically show the audience just what the bull is capable of while getting it riled up for the torero. sometimes it takes a while for the bull to comply with the torero`s assistant`s as they are, rather expectedly, overwhelmed by the vast crowds. some bulls have even tried to run back out the way they came in! unfortunately for the bull, there`s only one way they can escape … and that`s to put on a show+die for entertainment.

there are the regulars in the crowd (and you needn`t be an expert to spot them! they`re the ones who bring their own cans of beer+foil-wrapped baguettes and hurl abuse at the toreros+toros even before any fighting have begun! they`re usually about 80 and love to entertain the crowd around them more than watch the fight … sometimes it`s worth going for that entertainment if the killing of an animal is not your thing!) who stand up+abuse the poor bull (toros) even before he has had a chance to show everyone what it`s made of. these regulars are used to seeing some magnificent fighting, probably, and can probably spot a weak bull a mile off! to all the tourists in the audience (us!) we`re just in awe of the whole thing+think each and every bull is as big+bad as the previous one!


this man ^ entertained us through the less entertaining bull fights. he had a bag with him full of foil-wrapped baguettes and threw them out amongst the crowd - seriously, anyone who shouted for one, got a baguette! he also seemed to supply his friends with warm cans of beer ... IMAGINE if people were allowed to take their own ale to a football ground in England?!?!

after the toros has been teased by the toreros`s assistants` for a while, the next part of the fight happens. this part is exciting because the toreros`s other assistants (picador) come in on horseback (the horses are drugged+blind-folded … they would be far too scared of the massive crowd, otherwise. again, i`m not suggesting that this is right, but i think the horses would be far too scared of the audience and the bull.) and the bull always charges over and pushes his horns against the horse while the assistant stabs the toros on the fleshy part of his neck to draw the first load of blood out. this allows the toreros to see which side the bull favours so he knows which side is his weaker side. (it`s all very skilled, don`t you know!) the exciting part of this is when the bull charges over to the horse – i always and imagine the worst happening to the horse, but fortunately, the horse is protected by padding so they very rarely get hurt. (apparently, until the 1930s, the horses didn’t wear any protection and the bull used to disembowel the horse; they protected the horses since then because there were more horses dying than there were bulls … oh, the irony of the whole spectacle!) the most I`ve ever seen is the horse being lifted onto its hind legs – and that was enough for me! i say i enjoy watching a bull being speared to death but the thought of a horse being trampled+disembowled really does push my limit … hmm!



the final part of the bull fight is when the matador takes centre stage and shows his audience what he is capable of. and i know i`ve said it before, but until you have actually watched a human being take on such an animal, it really is hard to process the actions that he takes to kill the bull. also, you really see just how dominant the bull is next to the matador. the matador is by no means a particularly muscly man (as strong as he is) and next to the toros he looks so small+thin. so to see him waving a flag and dictating the bull`s movements until the bull`s final breath really is quite something.





the crowd really get going at this point. if they do not like the bull, they stand and shrug and wave their arms around for the benefit of the Presidant sitting in the box. he has the power to call the fight off, but very rarely does. and the people moaning are the regualrs – they just like to have a moan, in my opinion!

the crowd come prepared with different coloured cloths, too. if they wave a white cloth, apparently it means that the matador was brilliant, and that he should be rewarded. this reward is the cut-off ears+tail of the dead bull, which the matador then hands out to the female members (especially little girls) of the audience on the front rows. some reward! but maybe that`s the Spanish equivalent of a footballer handing over a sweaty football shirt after a game of football? no? other coloured cloths are green, but i couldn`t quite figure out what this meant … i think it meant get the bull off, if the moaning in the crowd was anything to go by. but then again, i don`t understand Spanish, just the hand-signals that they were giving to the President …

also in my opinion, i do not believe that the people who go to these bull fights HATE the bull … i believe that they want to the bull to push the toreros as far as possible, to test just how good a matador they are. i think they enjoy a sturdy, strong-willed bull who puts up a fight+does not turn and run away. it`s quite contradictory because they are there to watch it die - but for entertainment value, i think they cheer for the bull+then cheer for its death because it put up such a good fight+allowed the torero to show off his skills. it`s just my opinion, though. and I quite like it.

watching a bull die for the first time is a mixture of emotions: am i supposed to feel excited/nervous/happy/sad all at once? well, yes. if you have managed to stay until the end, then it`s fair to say that you`re allowed to feel all that. if you turned away or got off, then it`s fair to say that you didn’t enjoy it, nor wanted to see how it would inevitably end. but it is exciting watching it all, and having seen one it`s only natural to want to see how the others will turn out.

there are 6 bulls per corrida, and by the time you get to the next bull you already know whether it`s going to be a good fight or not. you turn into a regular, moaning that the bull isn`t putting up enough fight+complaining that it hasn`t given the matador a good run-around. we turned into an 80-year old Spaniard in the space of a twenty-minute fight! and it was FUN!

there are many different styles of bull fighting, the traditional being the Spanish. but as the variations differ, the result is still the same: the bull dies. but there is a style of bull fighting practised in several regions of Spain that makes sure that the bull is neither killed nor physically injured during the bull `fight`. this is called recortes. i assume this means some kind of reconstituted bull fight without the oomph! (think of half-fat cheese … and then think about how crap it tastes!) i think this would be an interesting bull fight to watch. it is performed by acrobats and their costumes consist of simple working-man`s clothing. it`s also less costly than a traditional bull fight. i also believe that it would be less entertaining, but then again i am showing myself to be a blood-thirsty bitch!

as i explained earlier, matadors are extremely intelligent+brave men (well, some may say they are stupid) to go head-to-head with a bull. many toreros have been gored by bulls, and as far as i can tell, only (!) eight men have died, dating back from 1801. i`m sure there`s more, though, since bull fighting has been around since 711 A.D. (it was originally an aristocracy `sport` performed on horse-back, but King Felipe banned all aristocrats from competing as he believed that it set a "bad example" to the public ... so, the general public decided that they would continue – but on foot, and unarmed. this has been the case since 1724.) 


you may or may not have heard that a few years ago, the youngest bull fighter to be injured during a fight was a 12-year old Mexican boy competing in Columbia. he was gored twice, and his Dad even jumped in the ring to help him – and was gored, too!

and the youngest ever bull fighter (well, thought to be) is a ten year old from Mexico – who hasn`t competed properly, but is training, and is helping the `sport` have a come-back in Mexico where it was starting to die out. (it`s just like any other sport – when fresh-faced youngsters bring a tired entertainment to life, it also brings in the crowds+manages to attract new people, too. think Lewis Hamilton for F1 – we might not watch F1, but we know that Lewis Hamilton races in it …)

and as well as little boy bull fighters, apparently, there are a few female toreros, too. i`ve already YouTube-d them ... they`re like female footballers! JOKE.

there are many reasons why there are protests for the `sport` to come to an end. and i understand+respect all of them. first of all, bull fighting is NOT a `sport`. there is no competition. the matador does not compete for points on a league table with other matadors – he simply has to show his worth by using his skills. the crowd either accept him or don`t. it`s his pride+honour at stake. 

horse-racing is an animal `sport`, and that can be equally cruel. ok, not in exactly the same way. but all those Facebook status` on The Grand National day (and they only EVER appear on that day, despite horse-racing taking place THROUGHOUT the year …) that complain about people putting on BETS on horses when the horses could fall down and injure themselves and, ultimately, be put down remind us that that IS a sport. no one WINS a bull fight. the bull dies. the matador either maintains or loses his honour. and the crowd have a good night. it`s all very civil inside the ring, too – not like town after Ladies Day … need I say any more?!

… i`m trying hard to justify why i enjoy bull fights so much, but i can`t. the horse-racing example was a weak comparison (but equally as justifiable, in my opinion) but i don`t care. i don`t think i can justify why i like it; i just do. i like the excitement of it all. i like watching the crowd around me while it`s going on. i like that i can`t understand a word that it said yet the whole performance is universal. i like that it`s culturally different.

i am allowed to post these pictures of the bull fight without people complaining about it, asking how i could sit there+watch it.

yes, it`s barbaric when you consider what actually happens. but until you have witnessed the performance first-hand, i don`t think anyone can appreciate just how skilled+gutsy those matadors are.

i would very much like to think that i will visit the great arenas dedicated to bull fighting in the future, but i know that i would be going by myself! for anyone that`s interested, the largest bull fighting ring is in Mexico City and hold 48, 000 people! that`s amazing, no?! but i don`t think going to Mexico City JUST for a bull fight is justifiable, somehow …

oh, and if you`re a lady who is possibly going to be attending a bull fight and you`re so not into the fighting part of it all – check out the HOT toreros!!!! seriously, it`s just like sitting at home and being made to watch football or the F1 … you`ll pretend you hated it, but you`ll LOVE that a hot guy KILLED a ferocious animal! … am I selling it to you yet?! :)