It's OK... #2

This is my second installment of 'It's OK...', which is a post I did a little while back that got lots of sweet comments and was also very fun to put together. So, I am spoiling you all by giving you another 'It's OK...' post right now. I know 'SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! This is amazeballs'.

It's OK...
To not be able to store all of your clothes in your room at once (a strategic combo of stored and in the wash/ironing pile rotation method), yet upon flinging your wardrobe doors open feel a sense of disappointment and an urge to visit ASOS because you just have NO clothes.
To genuinely believe that by drinking Vodka, lime & soda on a night out as a lower calorie option it will cancel out the large McDonalds meal you shove in your face at 4am later...balance?
To be out of touch with the Top 40 chart because you've had Taylor Swift's album on repeat for some time now. Thus, leading to many awkward conversations "I'm so gutted Rudimental tickets have sold out!" You: "I know I love her, I'm gutted too"...
To wear some make up to the gym. Who wants to be sweaty, pale and have eyebrows that just do not frame your face all at the same time? Pass me the mascara.
To worry about the upcoming bikini season, especially because people will realize you have the chest of Mowgli from Jungle Book (I speak for myself here).
To purchase designer sunglasses if you're from England, where with your Summer holiday included you may only see a months worth of sunshine. During that time though you will look beyond classy and cool, worth-every-penny.
To end up doubling everything in your basket when you've been buying a birthday present for your friend.
To have thought concealer lips were hot at some point "HEY! I look like I have no lips, I know you want me"
To take a 'selfie' (hate that word) every once in a while because you should be able to tell yourself that you look good today/show off a new hat/necklace/top etc.
To have long discussions with your friends/family/work colleagues etc about which celebrity you would choose to take to dinner and then bed - naughty - like you are discussing the state of the economy. It is that serious people, what if it happened? (I chose Ryan Gosling. Remember: you have to spend an entire dinner with them, so you want someone interesting. You have to tell me who you would choose in the comment section, I'm weirdly obsessed with asking everyone I meet this question).

So, that is it. Let me know if you enjoyed this post and tell me what you think is OK too! Big love guys.

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Bank Holiday Weekend - Bubbledogs, Beyonce & more!

I got back from probably one of the best starts to a bank holiday weekend you could wish for yesterday. I headed to London Friday afternoon to meet with some of my university pals - Char, Jess & Fran - where we caught up over a homemade afternoon tea made by my gorgeous Italian galpal/hostess Francesca (one of the best carrot cakes ever, not joking). After talking for way too long and loosing track of time we quickly got ready to go see another top girl - Beyonce.

We met more friends (Josh & Claire) and queued excitedly at the O2 to get in. We managed to get a pretty sick standing position which we maximized our dancing space by sitting down before the show started - you cant bootay shake in a crowded area, someone could get hurt. What proceeded was the best show ever, which left us all sweaty, voiceless, happy, depressed and envious all at the same time. I was lucky enough to see her at Glasto too and if you get the chance then go. She's not Queen B for nothing.

The next day between saying "can you believe we saw Beyonce?" and "she's just so much better than you can even imagine" (even, if she wanted to get with me i wold say yes. You don't say no to beyonce - we're crazy with Beyonce fever). We managed to get up and eat bagels with avocado, rocket and poached eggs, such a chore! (Thanks Fran & your mum's chickens!), then drag ourselves to Camden for a mooch around the market. Where, quite frankly i bought a strange array of gifts for myself...

I got these, plus the hat you will see below

I didn't get one of these by the way...

Deformed willy ring, no idea why it hasn't sold!

Posing on the train home

After saying bye to Char as she is off on holiday, browsing many market stalls, haggling and eating churros, Fran, Jess and I strolled to Goodge Street and made our way to Bubbledogs. If you aren't from London or haven't heard of it, its a really trendy restaurant and bar where they serve champagne (other drinks too) with creatively topped hot dawgs. It is delicious. You have to get there at 5.30 because you cant get reservations for parties of under 6 and its loved by too many people.

We opted for a bottle of prosecco which went down a treat and then had BLT hot dogs (Fran & Jess - pork sausage with caramelized lettuce and truffle mayonnaise in a bun), a Jose hot dog (me - pork sausage with sour cream, salsa, guacamole and jalapenos in a bun) and sweet potato fries. It was heaven. Delicious hot dog heaven. Its a great mix of posh meets common, around £22 each including service (who were also delicious) highly recommend.

Losing track of time AGAIN and feeling a little flush from the prosecco we giddily got back to Fran's, got ready and went to The Loft in Clapham. All the excitement got too much around 1.30ish so we ordered our maccies (naughty) and fell asleep in the taxi home snuggled up. Very unlike our usual un-tamed selves, I blame Beyonce.

What have you guys been up to this bank holiday so far?

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It's OK...

Did Jesus really say this or is it a song? (shaky fact alert) image source here

Thought I'd mix it up a little and keep you on your toes with a new style post. Not actually that creative because these types of things are everywhere, but they always make me smile.

It's OK...
To be a 'beauty blogger', yet on many occasions only paint the toenails on the toes that can be seen through your high heels
To consider reading a few chapters of a book as having read the whole book "Oh yeah I read the first Harry Potter"
To wear underwear that doesn't match because nobody really has their life that much together
To believe that eating a salad at lunchtime makes eating an entire Easter egg when you get in from work completely acceptable
To use face wipes all the time because you know what life is too sort for the use of mini cotton wall pads all over your face
To have no idea what most the #trends on Twitter actually mean and then have to Google them
To get a new camera, leave it on the 'smart-does-everything-for-you' setting and then add 'photographer' to the wide range of skills you have on your CV (like Joey from Friends)
To still show your mum what recent purchases you made and keep convincing her that £80 for THAT much stuff is a bargain
To start waving goodbye so you don't have to hug someone, thus creating a 'wave wall'
To introduce a 'shaky fact' into a conversation and then when people question you, insist that you read it somewhere in a book because that means its obviously true...

There you go, some things that I think are OK. Add yours onto the comments and leave your blog links, so I can make sure I'm not on my own with these (awkward).

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