Ha ha, i can see from my last post that i quite need to bleach my moustache :P
I'm a bit fed up, i've made a few videos in the last couple of days, but used my Mum's camera as Claire's was full up. Annoyingly for some reason they transfer as quicktime files, which i can't edit on 'windows movie maker', my amazing editing programme.
Claire thinks she can convert them on her laptop, but it means it will take a while to get them up.
My Dad is hilarious, he's asked to borrow some scarlet nail polish to customise his converse with. He's over 60 years old! XD
Here is my Dog Minnie with my kiss print :)

Haute Mess Award

I wasn't exactly tagged for this, but Lulu over at Makeuploveer (http://lmdpassion.blogspot.com) tagged all her followers and I wanted to do it :P
7 facts about myself..

1. When i was very little i wanted to be a Lady farmer like my favourite character in a book, Sophie (http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sophies-Adventures-Snail-Sophie-Hits/dp/1844289915/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1263344715&sr=8-1) before i realised Farmers usually have to raise animals for meat.

2. i have been a vegetarian since i was 7 years old.

3. I haven't worn a pair of trousers (excusing pajamas) in over 5 years

4. The first people i can remember fancying were Vivyan from the Young Ones:

and Dennis Pennis:


5. Last year I Won first prize in a kareoke competition singing one of my all time favourite songs, Sparks This Town aint big enough for the both of us. It was a special kareoke run by my friend Martin where comedians sing and then some of the audeince gets to as well. My friend Foz plays the guitar in the band.
you can see me here:
i was very, very drunk. Oh god the horror D: But still somehow i won!

6. I collect Mickey Mouse Ears. At the moment i have about 15.

7. My favourite artists are Peter Blake, Klimt, David Hockney, Lucian Freud and Dr Seuss.

Now i'm meant to tag 7 people, but seeing as i wasn't properly tag i feel it would be a bit unfair, so again i invite all of you to do this :):

Nigella Lawson is crazy!

I'm enjoying watching all of the christmas specials on the food channels at the moment. I just like everything about christmas, even watching the same basic recipes being made again and again by different chefs (even though most of them are meat-based so i couldn't actually enjoy the food, it just feels christmassy).
At the moment i'm watching a Nigella christmas special. The woman is just plain weird.
First of all she was putting tea in mulled wine (which just seems weird to me anyway) and said 'usually i like earl grey, but today im going for what you could call the vegetarian option, ginger and apple tea'. What? In what way is Earl grey not vegetarian? It boggles my mind!
Then later on she was making ginger bread christmas tree decorations. Along with the golden syrup, flour, sugar and ginger she ground in a whole load of black pepper! Saying it was so 'the kids don't eat them all'. Surely the entire point of making edible decorations is that you can EAT THEM! If not why not just make them from clay or something, that way you can reuse them year after year! I just don't understand at all.

We are looking after my sisters dog at the moment while they have some building work done. She is the sweetest thing ever, but so so nervous. It's very sad, she always seems worried. At the moment she's sleeping at my feet and i can tell she's dreaming because she's all trembly. Sometimes she barks in her sleep and it's just delightful. Good old pippa.

You may have noticed i've brought a load of posts over from my old blog. Originally that was going to be my personal blog and i'd keep this one just for beauty stuff, but then i decided against it. So now i will be posting entries like this, regular life posts, as well as beauty entries :)

Mikey (repost from my other blog)

A while back i went to see my friend Mikey play a gig at a pop-up gallery in Putney.

This is Mikey:



(i helped make the video :P i made the little forest set he's in and on the day of filming i had to keep running back and forth between two rooms putting the track on for him to lip-synch to. My arm can be seen for about a second XD don't ask me what's going on with the weird psychadelic editing bits)



He is the most pretentious person i've ever met, flaky and frustrating beyond measure, arty to the point of nonsense and i love him.

To me there are few things better than watching a 42 year old man doing scissor kicks in a black glittery (possibly womans) catsuit singing to a backing track infront of a baffled crowd.

He is funny, smart, kind and really wonderful to have a conversation with. I wish i could spend more time with him, he's a great person to have as a friend/aquaintance.

It was Guy Fawkes night and my journey there was lovely as i could see fireworks bursting in the sky through the tube window.

I got to the gallery and was insantly completed intimdated by the many many cool, arty looking people milling around. I seemed to be the only person who came on their own and weren't actually connected to the gallery somehow. It was quite horrible. Some of the art up was very nice (someone had made a bunch of 2-D birds from pipe cleaners that were absolutely beautiful) but there was also a lot of stuff of the sort that makes people say 'its crap this modern art stuff, a child could do it!'.

Anyway Mikey played and that was good, except people kept talking over him and i could see his face crumpling with impotent rage. Also people kept pushing in front of me or just standing far too close and i began to feel panicy.
I'm not short by any means (im 5 foot 8) but for some reason whenever i am a crowd everyone seems to tower above me and i begin to feel very boxed in and feel invisible and yet at the same time i think everyone is looking at me in disdain.

After he finished playing i had planned to just leave without saying goodbye, because i feel like i am usually just bothering him. Unfortunately my plan went horribly wrong when i turned towards the door to discover a lot of the arty students (or indeed art students) were sitting on the floor right in front of the door.
I began to feel trapped and panicked horribly. For about 20 minutes i stood staring at a painting desperately trying to fend off tears and work out what i could do. You see in my head i was now trapped with no escape. I couldn't just walk past them. I feared them staring at me if i tried to go around them, and then there was the possibility that i could tread on someone or something important. I didn't know them so i couldn't ask them to move or even say 'excuse me'.

Eventually i began to hyperventilate and then had to go and find Mikey and get him to help me get out. How incredibly pathetic, i need someone's help to leave a room now! Anyway he was incredibly sweet about it and led me out and didn't make fun or anything. Afterwards he sent me some messages checking that i was ok and apologising that he couldn't do more to help me. While the experience was horrible it's really reaffirmed my friendship with him and in a way made me less ashamed to have this phobia. I can't help it and just need to be able to ask for help sometimes. And it was also nice because i was starting to think he didn't like me anymore.

Phew

I've finally finished replying to everyone's comments.
I wanted to just thank you all so much for your support and kindness. Hopefully now the drama will be gone from my blog for a long time, but someone has been kind enough to say they will actually send me some samples of Lime Crime eyeshadows so i can see for myself just how similar (i.e. identical) they are to TKB wholesale mica, so i'm afraid this isn't quite the end!

I feel a bit silly now because i did let Mary's comments get to me.
Firstly, i actually am a bit self-concious of my weight at the moment because i've gone up a dress size since last year, so being called fat, turkey necked and so on by a perfect stranger was not pleasant anyway.
I was bullied pretty much throughout my whole life until i was 18 and went to art college. Firstly because i was fat and a boffin, then in high school because i was weird and liked different music, clothes, etc from everyone, and then in sixth-form (when i assumed most people might have grown out of such things) for being weird again. I have however been proud of myself because, no matter what people have said or done to me, i've been true to myself and never compromised or pretended to be anything i'm not, and i've acted with dignity and never sunk down to name calling in retaliation.
Also I have a mental illness, Social Phobia and Social Anxiety Disorder, that makes me constantly worry that i am going to be attacked in some way in social situations. It makes me incredibly paranoid about what people think of me. It's basically like being constantly incredibly shy. In public i am unable to speak or approach anyone, even people i know. When i first started blogging i was too shy to comment on anyones journals even, and making my first video was a huge step. I've also been suffering from depression for the last year (though that is mainly under control now).
Up until now everyone in the beauty community that i've encountered have been incredibly kind, supportive and encouraging. Even though i'm no real makeup artist, and certainly can't compare to many of the others out there, everyone has seemed genuinely interested and even thankful for my opinions. I can't tell you how much it means to me everytime i get a new follower here or a new subscriber on youtube. I've never been able to share my opinions in public before, but now through this community i feel i'm finally able to actually do something that might be helpful to other people, even if it is just as trivial as giving my thoughts on a lipstick.

So i guess this Mary thing just frightened me a bit, that maybe this world i'd been so enamoured with had an ugly side that would be just as cruel to me as the strangers who shout rude things at me in the street.

It also just hit me hard as, through the allegations about Lime Crime i have tried to be as fair and diplomatic to her as possible, even though she had personally insulted me in the past so i might have more reason than others to want to slander her name (I was in fact disgusted by some of the comments about Doe, particularly regarding her appearance and someone who said she was probably lying about being bi-polar. Those things had nothing to do with her product or business practices and was just purely nasty) and yet not only was Doe lumping me, and anyone else with legitimate complaints or worries about her company, in with people who were just viciously and rudely attacking. And then Mary decided to pick on me in particular, calling me a troll when all i have done is posted in my own blog and occaisionally posted a comment on the Examiner article.

I was also just disgusted that anyone could think that just because i am a bit plump i could not have any valid opinions on the matter! I know she was probably just saying it to be cruel, but from what she wrote it really seemed like she actually believed what she was saying, that i would just be jealous of Doe simply because she is thinner than me.

However i'm happy to say that i, genuinely, am not upset at all by her comments anymore. After reading them over (Doe has now deleted all the comments from or about Mary *eyeroll*) the absolute stupidity of her comments has hit me and now i find thw whole thing very funny! Especially how she claimed i was lying about being an artist, why on earth would i do that? What is there possibly for me to gain by it? It boggles my mind.
And yes, i am a bit larger than i would like to be, but it's really not very important in the grand scheme of things. I still think i'm attractive, and more importantly i am kind, fair, polite and have a good sense of humour (this is fast becoming a would like to meet!)

Anyway i just wanted to once again thank all of you. It has meant so much to see new friends willing to defend me and happy to listen fairly to what i have to say.

I'm preparing to do a giveaway just to say thank you for following me, so watch this space :)

I've had just about the worst day i can remember having in my life.
Last night Schnitzel attacked me again (and again for no reason) so after getting in contact with as many behaviour advice people as i could i had to realise that it was for the best that i give him up.
So today we took him back to Battersea. We spoke with another behaviourist who again said that because he's so unpredicable there's no real way they could help me, and that they thought if i did keep him i would have to keep him in one room, and only enter it covered in protective clothing.
So i did what i thought was best for both of us and gave him up. But it was the most horrible thing i have ever experienced. I have been in tears all day and am now exhausted from crying.

I know in my head it was the right thing to do, but my heart is broken and i miss him so much and just want him back.

I might limit these sort of posts to another blog that i previously had thought i'd just use to post my art, that way if anyone is not interested at all in my lame real life weepings they don't have to see it.

Thank you very much for your supportive comments on my last post.

Terrible Day

I'm having an absolutely awful day.
Schnitzel attacked me twice, this morning he bit my foot badly and then in the evening he just flew at me for no reason (i was nowhere near him, he just attacked me when i called his name), trapping me on the sofa. I had a box luckilly, which i managed to use to block him from jumping up. If i hadn't had it he would have savaged me. It's scar. We had a vets appointment anyway, and our wonderful vet said it didn't sound like normal behaviour caused by dominance or anxiousness. I think i'm going to take him back to Battersea, because it's not fair on my family, or me to have to live in fear of a tiny dog.
It's devastating. Even though he hurts me i love him lots, and i know it's not his fault. Giving up on him makes me feel like such a huge failure and so incredibly ashamed. I can't bare the idea of him having to go back and live in that clinical place with all the other poor dogs, but what else can i do?

My pet rat died 2 days ago. It was just of old age but i still feel so incredibly sad about it. He was a really good friend and now he's gone.

I'm meant to be having a Halloween party tomorrow, i really don't know if i'm up to it, but i really don't want to let my friends down either.
But then if we still have Schnitzel don't know if i should let them come over, what if he attacks them?

This is just awful :(

Sorry, back to the beauty stuff soon, but at the moment i have to get all this awful stuff off my chest.

I came into a bit of money just a few days ago, which made me very happy as i was able to buy all my christmas presents (i like to be super early so i can relax :P ) and still had some over to treat myself. I had a little drug store spree (UK people what do would be our word for this? Just low-end?) and picked up a few really good cheap bits i'm going to review, also a tiny illamasqua spree (in which i got Torrid, the acid green intense lipgloss! I'm trying desperately to think of a good look to put together with it!) and i've finally bought myself some proper make up brushes.

The ones i got were from www.eyeslipsface.co.uk 's new studio range. I got 10 brushes for only £35 and i've read excellent reviews of them! Until now i've been using a bizarre mix of brushes ranging from a few good ones (some screenface and gosh eye shadow brushes, a clinique lip brush) to a set of Hard Candy ones (that were once good but are now so old they're not the best) to the down right awful (a terrible, terrible powder brush that shed and scratches like crazy). I'm so looking forward to these arriving and testing them all out! :D

I've been very busy recently because just over a week ago i adopted a dog :) He is a miniature smooth haired daschund, about 4 years old and named Schnitzel Von Krum. I have always wanted a daschund but have a set of morals about buying dogs when there are so many out there who need homes, all of my pets (with the exception of 2 old cats who just arrived at my house years ago) are adopted and the idea of buying animals is weird to me now (not that i have any problem with anyone else doing it, my girlfriend has a gorgeous toy poodle she bought and that's absolutely fine and dandy, i just cant do it myself) so finding a little Daschund who needed a new home is just a dream come true for me. At first we had some problems letting him know who was boss, i did get bitten a few times, but he's settled down incredibly well in such a short time! He does get excited around the cats but he wants to be friends, not hurt them, and he is now good friends with my other dog Minnie. I'm really happy.

I was wondering if i could ask you readers for your opinions on some things, seeing as i'm so new to this beauty blogging world. Firstly do you prefer seeing review of things as videos, which is how i've been mainly doing them so far, or would is it nicer to see a proper written review with photos, or both? Also i was thinking of making a new blog for various non-beauty related ramblings, but would you be interesting in reading those too among my dreamings about lipstick? I really appreciate your opinions :)

Also i'm going to have a blog sale as soon as possible. Just a few bits that i never use and would like to go to a happy home. Everything is going to be really cheap, some of it free if you just pay me for the postage. If you could tell any friends who might be interested but dont read my blog it would be very much appreciated. :)