TGI Pay Day

Its because of people like me that we’re in a recession. I am the worlds worst when it comes to money. I’m a firm believer that the amount of month left after payday is completely unreasonable. It’s just not in me to budget. 

So, this weekend, I found myself each and every excuse to treat myself:

1. New hairdo

I haven’t had my haircut since last November, so I treated myself to a trim at Hooka hair salon in Liverpool. Its quite pricey (£40 and that was with 25% discount), but my hairdresser is brilliant and always does a brilliant job, 

2. Shellac Nails

I have a bad habit of biting my nails, so I’m trying to tell myself that paying out for Shellac on them will stop me. The salon, Jessica Rose in Huyton, had so many colours to choose from. The colour I got is an amazing green colour and was made my one coat of a deep burgundy red, then one coat of a coral colour. The resulting colour is amazing. Maybe more suited to the Winter months but I love it. 


3. Retail Therapy


I ran out of mascara this week so needed to buy a new one. I’ve been using Benefits They’re Real mascara for months now and I love it, but last week I was also using Lancome Hypnose to build up the effect. I decided to buy Hypnose Drama this time to see if it is anymore dramatic. 

Whilst looking at the Benefit counter, I saw the “How to Look Best at Everything” flawless complexion makeup set. They’re meant to be a tester for all their complexion products but I’m going to Glastonbury this summer (more on that later) and I thought this would be perfect to take with me for the week. They don’t allow anything made of glass onto the site so I would have had to buy new foundation to take with me anyway. 

I also bought myself some new sunglasses to take to Glasto with me. I can’t even justify these to myself, I have enough sunglasses, but I really, really wanted them! 



“Life can be scary. Life is much intense, and you kind of have to ride it like a pony, or you’ll get a haircut.”


I’m a bit obsessed with any American TV show that exists. I watch far too many of them for my own good. One of my newer obsessions is HBO series Girls, a comedy drama that centers around the lives of four girls in their 20s living in New York.

I started to watch it after a friend of mine had finished watching the first season. She described it as “like Sex and the City, but for our generation” and said that I would love it. So I sat down to give it a go, and didn’t stop watching it until I’d watched every episode available at the time. I love it. Out of everything I watch, it is the only thing I’ve ever been able to completely relate to. Near enough everything that happens in it is something (though somewhat exaggerated) that I could imagine, or has happened, to me or a friend.

My friend was spot on with her description of the show. It more or less concentrates on the relationships the girls have with men, but unlike Sex and the City, I find Girls to be really genuine and true to life.

Maybe surprisingly though (I’m not really sure whether we’re meant to like them all), out of the girls I only like the main character Hannah. They are all so self obsessed, selfish and self indulgent that it really pisses me off. How they actually remain friends with each other is beyond me. But then again, they’re all as bad as each other, so I doubt anyone else would put up with their shit.

On the other hand, I really like every male character in the show. Especially Adam, the main character Hannah’s love interest (what a cheesy phrase). I love his and Hannah’s relationship. In the first season, they start out casually but Hannah wants more commitment. It is definitely this relationship that makes me love the show so much. How Hannah feels at the start is the story of my life (oh woe is me!), so I think it just pulled me in.

Aside from this though it is a really funny series. I’ve just finished the second season and I’m counting down the days until the third one starts. Lena Dunham should be proud of herself.

Paris, Je t’aime…


I studied French and Spanish at University, which meant I had the chance to live abroad in third year. I lived in a small city in the south of France for around 6 months. Now, my tales of ‘adventure’ there are for another time, but when I came home after my time out there, I swore that if I ever had to live in France again, Paris would be the only place I would go.

When I went to Paris for the first time, around 8 years ago, I fell in love immediately. And then in September last year I was offered the chance to move out there for work. I would be lying if I said I jumped at the opportunity. I would be more or less committing to a career in retail, something I always promised myself I would not get into, and I knew how homesick I would get. I ended up saying yes only because I was scared of the reactions from my bosses at work if I said no. Not the best of reasons you may say but hey ho.

I moved out there in the middle of October, and work pretty much took over as soon as I was there (working 70 hours+  a week like a trooper), so it was a good month before I was able to go and experience the city. Unfortunately, I can’t say that I fully experienced what is was like to live in Paris. I was living in hotels the entire time I was there, and I didn’t really make any friends (honestly, I only made one friend, and I worked with her). It was a lonely time, but somehow, being in Paris, meant that I wasn’t at all as homesick as I thought I would be. Dare I say it, I actually enjoyed being there and secretly loved the fact I could say “I live in Paris”.

When living there, I experienced and discovered many different things to when I’ve been there for long weekends:

1. The Parisians aren’t as rude as everyone makes out

Yes, you’re bound to come across a stereo typically arrogant French person every now and again but, as a whole, I found the Parisians to be really friendly people. A lot friendlier than the people in our capital anyway.

2. Carrying cases through the Metro will be the hardest thing you ever do in your life

This was genuinely the only thing I DEPISED about living in Paris and living in hotels. I would purposely travel out my way so that I would change lines at stations that I knew had escalators.

3. Paris at Christmas is even more perfect

Paris is an Instragrammers dream, and over Christmas it becomes even more perfect. Everyone should go experience the Christmas Market on the Champs Elysee, and see just how beautiful the decorations and lights are.

4. Shakespeare and Company, Rue de la Boucherie

This is a bookstore that can be found on Rue de la Boucherie, near Notre Dame Cathedral. This was the first of my new new favourite places that I discovered in Paris this time round. It not only functions as a bookstore but it is also a reading library. Its a place you could go and spend hours looking at the books they have to offer, or sitting upstairs listening to music, playing chess, or reading a book you have chosen. There’s an unending offering of books to choose from: old, new, fact, fiction. You name it, they’ll have it. Please, if you go to Paris, do yourselves a favour and go  visit this gorgeous store, even if it is just to have a quick look around. My favourite part was the ladders they have to get to the top shelves, like the ladders in Beauty and the Beast.

5. Pere-Lachaise Cemetary, Boulevard de la Ménilmontant 

This may seem like a morbid, depressing place to suggest people visit, but I loved this place. You can spend hours and hours here, strolling around and visiting the graves of people who have been considered to have enhanced French life over the last 200 years, including Molière, Edith Piaf, Yves Montand, Oscar Wilde and even Jim Morrison. I also loved seeing the tombs and gravestones of people who lived during the French Revolution. I do love a bit of history. There’s also a gorgeous section that is full of memorials to soldiers that have fought for the allies during the World Wars,and also for the victims of the Holocaust. I really think everyone should visit this place when in Paris, you would not be disappointed.

Unfortunately, I came home after three months because of a few different reasons. But not a day goes by that I don’t think that that decision will be the biggest mistake of my life. 

Lets Get Physical

I’ve just got back from two weeks away in Florida. Now, its no secret that America isn’t exactly the home of healthy eating, but it was still a bit of a shock when I got ready for work the day after I got back to find that I couldn’t fasten my pants properly.

Before I went away I knew I had already put a bit of weight on but I knew I was going to put weight on by eating burgers and steak non-stop for two weeks, so I was a bit lazy and didn’t see the point in going the gym before going away. As motivation to get me off my arse when I came home, whilst shopping on holiday I bought myself a pair of Nike Free Runs 7.0s, with the intention of starting to run (Running is my enemy) and my aim is to hopefully do at least the Liverpool Half Marathon next year.

I have worked in a Sports Fashion company for the last 6 years and when in store we were trained on the benefits of Free Runs and what Nikes intentions are with these shoes. Basically, they are meant to give your foot more freedom to move so that you develop stronger muscles in your legs, and soon you begin to run as though you are barefoot, like back in the day of cave men. So it’s no surprise that Nike advise you to get used to them before starting to run long distances.Image

I went for my first run yesterday in them around Sefton Park. I say run, I think I actually ran just under a quarter of the way round and walked the rest. My fitness is so bad at the moment, so my new plan is to go the gym, build myself up on the treadmill and then start to run outdoors. But despite not running far at all, I can definitely feel it in my legs and bum today, so I’m putting it down to the trainers.

I’ll keep you posted on how I get on!

Blue Skies are coming…

So, the unavoidable first post.

I’ve been thinking of starting a blog for a good while now but I’ve always been a bit scared to, but lately the need to have somewhere to ramble on is growing stronger.

A few times, I’ve attempted to start one, signed up, thought long and hard about what to call it and then gave up. Lack of effort on my part really, plus I dread the thought of anyone I know actually reading it. The shame of that. But I’ve decided to give it a go and see how it goes!