Vampire

I snapped this shot on Friday and lots of people were commenting on my eye shadow, but I actually only have on eyeliner and then a little bit of smudging on the bottom lash line. 

Simple and effective. Of course, eyebrows must be filled in also! I'm loving my eyebrows beyond words lately. The girls at Brow Theory at Miss Fox do a darn good job.

I feel like a bit of a vampire, but not an Edward Cullen type, more old school.

I wore my Caroline Morgan polka dot skirt paired with my Review Belt but as I had 2 tops on, and tucked in, I looked like a lumpy sack of potatoes. 

I need to buy bodysuits to wear with fitted skirts so that I am not a lumpy sack.

We had dumplings for lunch and I could not put my bow belt back on all day.

I've attempted to hit the gym lately, I usually look slightly Thug Lyfe on my way to throwing some weights around.

This Oakland Raiders vest has gotten me through some tough, cold situations, let me tell you.

In other news, I had to forrage for coinage and found the mother load. $86 in coinage laying around the house. 

It will be less now as my sticky fingered niece came over, but am intending on taking it to the bank to be changed into notes. Just not sure how I intend on carrying it to the bank. This ish is heavy.

My brother was meant to stay over on Sunday night which lead to me being forced to clean the spare room (read: hang up The Husbands clothes) and make the bed in a hurry.

He bailed.

Damn him. He made up for it the next day when we had my niece and took us to the Aquarium! 

Oh well, at least the room is clean now. I need to get rid of the desk and my turtle tank and resurrect the clothes rack so that The Husband can hang up his shirts which are folded and shoved into every nook and cranny in the apartment.

I took down his clothes rack the day he left for America. Our apartment looked like a shirt making sweat shop. All that was missing were small children.

I swear that when we look at houses, if it doesn't have a walk in wardrobe, I walk out. Maybe I need to lower my standards. Same thing for kitchens, if it's ugly I close the page, but am going to be more lenient, after all -  a kitchen can be fixed! We are not looking for our 'forever' house, just one for the next 3ish years so it doesn't have to be 100% perfect I suppose! 

Gifts from The Husbands USA Trip

Whilst attempting to try and compile a list of gifts for The Husband to bring me home from his trip, I drew a complete blank.

This is what my list looked like:-

NARS Blush – Orgasm 

That is all.

I didn’t want him to schlep around town trying to find stuff for me so I told him that if he saw anything that made him think of me, to snap it up. It could have gone either way really. 

Here are the results. 

Tick. The one thing I asked for, he came home with. Good man.

I usually wear NARS Deep Throat (seriously, who came up with these names?) but thought that I may as well give Orgasm a crack. So far so good. They are pretty similar though.

Naturally, when he saw the Nail Polish at Sephora he thought of me. So sweet.

He picked out all of these colors and some of them are colors that I would never have picked for myself, but I love them all!

Bright as a Feather, Turquoise Blasted, Mermaid to Order and Opening Night

Screen Test, Ms Can't Be Wrong, Meet for Drinks and Just a Little Dangerous 

Cover me in Petals, What Aura Gonna Wear?, Casting Call and Mr.Right Now

Plaza, Cozu-Melted in the Sun, In My Back Pocket and I Only Shop Vintage

The girl at Sephora who was helping him suggested the Clarisonic mia and I cannot wait to try it.

I need to get a conversion plug and then will let you know how it is. 

The standard NYC tourist top.

As he was in store looking at this he was messaging me asking what size top I wear, to which I replied XS or S depending on the fabric.

He refused to believe me, and said there was no way my boobs would fit and would get me a medium. I didn’t know what he was buying me at the time, but lucky he got the medium as when compared to my tops that I already have it is like an XS. I hate to think what the XS in this top must have been like. 

He got me this Calvin Klein wallet which I just love but after only one day of it living in my handbag with a fork and other crap, I scratched it.

I suppose it was bound to get scratched eventually but really, one day?! Damn. 

He had this bracelet woven at Venice Beach as he knows how much I complain that nothing ever comes with my name on it, despite it being such a simple name. 


When he handed it to me I said 'What does it say?' and he gave me the major side eye.

These gifts are for the future progeny that I will one day produce.

They clearly have no choice in the sporting teams that they will follow. 

He did such a fantastic job at buying me gifts that he knew I would love and use.  He is a good Husband. 


I think I will keep him.