Ode To Taylor Swift - Why My Role Models Are So Young

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I have a confession to make. I love Taylor Swift.

For the people that know me well, this comes as no surprise. She appears on the background of my phone, '1989' has a permanent place in my car CD player, and my RED tour concert ticket has a firm central position on my pinboard. If it was socially acceptable for me to still have posters up on my wall, they would all be of Tay Tay. She writes all her own music, which is a rarity in this day and age. She owns seven Grammys, and  still spends most of her days off strolling on a beach or baking cupcakes with her cats. She's beautiful and she’s a nerd, in the best possible way. And I am in awe of her. 
There's just one thing. I'm not 12. 


Second Hand Lovin' - Why Charity Shops Are My Life

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I was discussing the chaotic disorder that is my wardrobe with my best friend a few days ago, when something I hadn't thought about before occurred to me; everything I own was either given to me by a friend, or bought in a charity shop, a sale, or Primark. I know for many people that can be quite difficult to digest, and I can almost see you staring at this page thinking "Bloody Nora, was this girl raised in a squat?" Alas no, my dear friends, I am simply Polish. But that is not the reason for my love of cheap attire (although it could explain my fascination with smoked meats, World War II and communism). The truth? It's exciting.


Ramblings on Gone Girl, Authenticity and Social Media

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I sincerely apologize for my absence, ladies and gents. It's been four months since I've laid eyes on my blog, and as much as I'd love to blast out a perfectly manufactured reason behind it, there isn't one. I am simply lazy. However, my laziness did bring a certain sense of productivity, as I have been reading a lot. In the past few months I have finished off Will Grayson Will GraysonThe Fault in Our Stars (for the third time), Life After LifeDear SylviaThe GoldfinchOne DayThe Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, and the topic of today's discussion, Gillian Flynn's Gone Girl.


Why I Miss High School Musical

I remember the first time I laid eyes on a copy of High School Musical on DVD. I was in sixth form, a lot older than the target audience of the movie at the time, lazing about in my Film Studies class (which by the way, neither contributed to my knowledge of film nor an understanding of it – instead I now critically analyse the cinematography of every damn movie I see).


The Remedy @ Underbelly, Hoxton Square 15/04/14

I am not accustomed to writing music reviews – despite my brief employment at Warner Music, I am deficient in both musical wisdom and knowledge of the appropriate terminology that would grant my writing access to the back pages of Kerrang or NME. However, what I do lack in experience and jargon I will attempt to make up for in the development of an atmosphere, a presentation of how the gig made me feel rather than straining to find a use for “syncopation” or “obbligato” in a sentence (what does it even mean people, what does it even mean). Thus if I, at any time turn into a pretentious twat, I assure you I probably have absolutely no idea what I’m talking about. *grin*


My Problem With Abercrombie & Fitch

"In every school there are the cool and popular kids, and then there are the not-so-cool kids. Candidly, we go after the cool kids. We go after the attractive all-American with a great attitude and a lot of friends. A lot of people don't belong [in our clothes], and they can't belong."

"Are we exclusionary? Absolutely."

This is part of a statement in 2006 from Abercrombie and Fitch CEO Mike Jeffries. Let's let the rage settle a bit.


Beauty Review: Boots Natural Collection's Skin Stuff

Unlike many ladies in their 20's who have grown out of their bad skin, mine decided to stick around for just that little bit longer. In fact, I don't remember a time when my skin was 100% clear (apart from when I was a toddler, and even then there were always traces of chocolate on my shnoz). My cheeks are always red, I have forehead lines of a 45 year-old chain smoker and my pores are huge. Although I get the occasional pre-MC spot, I don't actually have acne - however, my face generally doesn't agree with me very much. Many people's faces reflect their life choices (take note next time you wake up after a night out - your skin is literally screaming, it absolutely HATES you) - mine however, is a reflection of all those times I "forgot" to take my make-up off before bed (aka passed out before I could make it to the bathroom).


London Fashion Week Day 5 - Anya Hindmarch AW14

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Have you ever sat down with a bowl of Frosties, gazed at the box while crunching loudly and thought "Ooh, I could really do with a tote bag bearing the face of Tony the Tiger, me."

London Fashion Week 2014 Day 4 - Ashish AW14

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Being of the male species, it's both beautifully strange and fascinating that Ashish has the ability to tap into a girl's inner most desires. By that, I mean the desire to be a 90's princess. A fuschia loving, tiara wearing, denim clad 90's princess. Even I didn't realise I wanted to be a one until I saw this show (a bittersweet discovery if you ask me). 


Brand to Watch: KIKO Make Up Milano - Smart Lipstick Review

Now I'm not one to bang on about make-up brands - I've pretty much been using Miss Sporty and Collection 2000 since I was about 10* - but during a ridiculously unsuccessful shopping trip to Westfield, I stumbled across a little shop which I never noticed before. As I embarrassingly know Westfield like the back of my hand, I headed in (right after I saw the "Lipstick £2.50!" sign, may I add. Your friendly neighbourhood cheapskate right hurr) to see what all the fuss was about. 


London Fashion Week 2014 Day 1 - Todd Lynn AW14

Hands up who likes a bit of soft grunge? One of the shows I always look forward to the most, Todd Lynn never ceases to appeal to my rather dark tastes. As time has progressed, I have begun to crawl out of my charcoal coloured comfort zone, yet I always find myself being drawn to the darker tints.

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