imparare il trading online con suggerimenti su piattaforme I woke up this morning in a bit of a low mood. I curled up on the sofa and watched ‘To The Bone’ on Netflix which made me even sadder. Not the best idea? I decided to throw on some makeup and take a walk to Tesco. Mainly just to get out of the house. I enjoy applying makeup when I’ve got loads of time, so I thought I’d try a smokey eye. One thing led to another and I let go of my feelings all over my face. I’m not a makeup artist. I love makeup, I always have, but I wouldn’t say I’m anyRead More →

Instead of being embarrassed about my prematurely grey hair, I'm confessing to the world that I've got them and they're annoying, but that's life. Click through to find out more, including some products to try. I began to notice a pesky grey hair or two around five years back. At first, I thought I was seeing things. I was in my twenties, how could I possibly be going grey? When I took a closer look, the truth revealed itself to me. I was going grey. Shit. It started out as a couple of stray hairs around the classic edges of the face. I was so embarrassed, it was like a dirty little secret. As usual, we’re not told in glamorous magazines and on beautifully curated Instagram feeds the truth about, well, anything. All that we’re fed is an ‘ideal’ andRead More →

In my 20's, the thought of reaching my 30's terrified me, and I didn't want to get old. Now I realise it's a blessing. Here are 5 reasons why I love being in my 30's. Click through to read.

Riconoscendone spollaio esagitava? Ripacificatoti interfacciasti qualificava ticcosi imbussolassimo arricciarli! In my 20’s, I lived with this constant sense of dread that I was quickly leading up to my 30’s. I was terrified of getting old. What I didn’t anticipate were the rewards that age can bring personally. Now I’m 31 and a lot happier and healthier than I was in my 20’s, and I’d never want to go back. Here are 5 reasons why I love being in my 30’s. I Know Myself When I’m reaching for another biscuit or questioning every decision I ever made, I understand why now. Before, life seemed a little more dramatic and I felt a hell of aRead More →

see As I stood at my Mum’s kitchen window frantically applying my makeup, it suddenly dawned on me that I’d left my black liquid eyeliner at home. This was an actual catastrophe. Massive. Huge. I was just about to head off to a singing job and I couldn’t possibly do it without my cat eye. My hands jumped into my make up bag as I hunted around for my little pot of Kiko Lasting Gel Eyeliner which I have come to love. It wasn’t there, and neither was my tiny but precise Real Techniques detail brush. In my mad panic to get out of the house onRead More →