Friday, December 05, 2014

Winter Skincare Dream Team Ft Bio-Oil and Lush

This time of year is great for Christmas festivities - but not so good for skin. During the chillier months our skin need that little bit extra TLC to keep it feeling nourished and hydrated.

I was recently very kindly set some Bio-Oil, which I have since put to good use in restoring my skin to it's softer summer-state. It may be renowned for it's ability to reduce the appearance of scars and stretchmarks (I can hear those exact words from the advert in my head now) but it's actually pretty nifty at rehydrating skin. (And let's face it, if it's good enough for Kim K, it's good enough for me).

I've been applying this whilst in the bath and drying off as normal with a towel after. If I need a little extra nourishment I apply a little extra, just in circular motions, before finishing off with a sprinkle of LUSH's Silky Underwear Dusting Powder. Now you may have heard me talking about the LUSH Dusting Powder in this LUSH Haul video and about how it wasn't as great as I had hoped - well I have to say I've changed my mind. Applying it to dry skin - yeah it's okay. Applying it to skin that's just hopped out of the bath and nourished wih Bio-Oil? Now we're talking.

So if you are struggling with dehydrated skin this winter, rather than fork out on a super expensie moisturiser, I'd pick up a bottle of Bio-Oil (£8.99 from Boots) and a little pot of LUSH's Dusting Powder (£4.50) and see if it does the trick.

What are your winter skincare saviours?
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Thursday, December 04, 2014

Primark Haul December 2014 // Winter Wardrobe

Primark is a wonder to behold this time of year. Festive pjs and easy-to-wear dresses, you can walk in with a minimal budget and walk out with a wardrobe revamp.
I picked up a few bits last night and, in natural Kerralina style, filmed a Primark haul for you to have a peek at.

What have you picked up in Primark recently?

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Tuesday, December 02, 2014

9 things we really don't like to admit


Today brings you a light hearted post about some of the things we don't like to admit. Let's be real here, this isn't exactly high quality journalism, more an oppurtunity for us to discuss all the peculiar idiosyncrasies that we share (ahhh). I'll see you in the comments.

1. We wish the internet personalities we followed weren't so successful because actually, we think we'd be best friends. Alas, we are lost in a sea of fangirls and we are pretty damn bitter about it.

2. Saying 'it's because I haven't eaten' when really we have eaten and we are still  80% drunk and 100% lightweight

3. Sometimes other people's success makes us uncomfortable. Sure, we can be happy for people, but every time we hear good news we immediately question whether we are capable of doing it.

4. That our phones can sometimes have 70+ selfies, none of which will make it to Instagram because our hair was doing that weird thing. We just haven't got round to deleting them all yet.

5. We are Snapchatting in public. 'Are you taking a photo of yourself?' 'What? No, I'm just trying to get signal' *holds phone in the air and squints at the screen*

6. We have too many clothes. We know that might be true, but if we're not happy with the ones we have, they don't count as actual clothes.

7. We are really behind with university work. We tell people we've been doing the odd bit here and there throughout the year but really we have a pile the size of Everest.

8. We Facebook stalk

9. We might have taken a 'worldy' photo of us in an airport or the wing of a plane, but travelling isn't actually all that fun and really we just want to get to where we are going without the reminder that the air masks will fall in front of our dying faces if we were to crash.
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Monday, December 01, 2014

The Youtuber #ad debate (and the Oreo that started it)

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Thursday, November 27, 2014

What's the difference between the 'internet you' and the real you?

What’s the difference between your real self and your internet self? 

By that I mean, what parts of your life are on the internet and what parts aren’t?

I asked myself this very question the other day and was befuddled when I found myself wracking my brains for places I had been to, things I had read and items I’d bought that I hadn’t posted about online.

And, in that moment, I realised that I had grown this compulsion to be constantly telling my small hoard of (lovely) Twitter followers exactly where I was and what I was doing. As soon as I realised that practically all of my day to day happenings could be read by pretty much anyone, I immediately disliked it. So, I stopped. It really was as simple as that. I decided that I would stop giving the world daily updates on exactly where I was, what I was doing and where I had been shopping.

Freedom! I found myself enjoying things in a way I hadn’t done since my pre-iPhone days. The boyfriend and I jetted off to a wedding in Ireland and while normally I would have my phone out snapping away like an over enthusiastic mother at a talent show, I found it a much more enjoyable experience leaving my phone in the bottom of my bag and watching the day of the wedding through my eyes, not through my phone screen. It was addictive; distinctly not sharing every moment online somehow felt more rewarding and leaving the photo-taking and Tweeting to everyone else meant I was left to enjoy myself (and by enjoy myself I mean drink, although I should point out I am still light years away from keeping up with the Irish).

I came back with stories to tell that weren’t immediately responded to with ‘yes I saw your Tweet’ or ‘I already saw that on your Instagram’. I got real life human conversation back. And the few images that I did take of Ireland were reserved for people that said ‘Hey Kerry, how was your trip to Ireland?’. No, I haven’t deleted any platforms I have an account on, but I’ve certainly curbed what used to be Constant Life of Kerry Updates (that was the official name) and in the process, I appear to have got actual human conversation back.

So now, the difference between my real self and my internet self is simple: my internet self doesn’t speak for me.

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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Faux fur and velvet: Topshop haul November 2014

Ladies, let's be honest shall we - when is Topshop not a good idea? The wonderful sister of the Arcadia group is where my heart (and bank balance) lies. I don't even need to go in there looking for something specific to come out with a considerably lighter bank card and a heart filled with fashiony goodness. So when I wondered through the Topshop near St Pauls, London, purchases were inevitable. Unfortunately, it was late on a Sunday and I only had approximately 20 mins to shop. Cue the supermarket sweep! I fell (not literally, don't worry) for a few gorgeous winter pieces that I simply had to take home with me. I did that thing when I got to the till where you close your eyes and put your pin in, hoping the damage isn't too bad (works every time). Wanna see what I picked up?

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Monday, November 17, 2014

12 reasons the S Club 7 reunion is the best thing ever


1. We get to do that seductive 'S' shape with our finger while we sing 'SSSSSS CLUBBBBB'

2. Finally we have an excuse to relearn the 'Reach' dance routine


4. We can dig out our super edgy flares for the gig and no one will judge us

5. We get to oggle at Rachel's hair again like when we were younger and showed our hairdressers photos of her looking particularly sassy

6. Because there ain't no party like an S Club Party

7. We finally have a chance to see them live after our parents told us we couldn't get a train to London alone aged 10 and 3/4

8. We live in a world where both McBusted and S Club 7 exist and this is too much to cope with

9. We don't even have to relearn the lyrics because we have stored them in the hope this day will come

10. When they play 'Have You Ever' we can sing with actual relation to the lyrics and not just be thinking about our Year 7 crush who left you for an older woman (she was 13, ie, super chic)

11. The arenas won't be full of obnoxious 12 year olds trying to Instagram it because it will be filled with drunk twenty-somethings having the best night ever

12. It gives us an excuse to watch Seeing Double again (that's the S Club Movie! How could you forget?!)

Now we just need The Spice Girls back again and we'll be 1000% okay.

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Monday, November 17, 2014

Why it makes sense for Youtubers like Zoella to be in Band Aid 30

There is a lot of bitterness surrounding people - particularly young people - who make a living out of Youtube.

Most recently, this bitterness has reared it's ugly head due to the likes of Alfie Deyes (PointlessBlog), Zoe Sugg (Zoella) and Joe Sugg (ThatcherJoe) being asked to be part of the new 'Band Aid 30' single.

Scrolling through the comments on Alfie's recent video where they arrive at the studios alongside Ed Sheeran, One Direction and Ellie Goulding - not to mention Bob Geldof himself - I realised the amount of backlash the internet personalities had received simply for being a part of this year's Christmas charity single. Am I jealous Zoe Sugg got to wrap her arm around Ed Sheeran for a photo? OF COURSE I AM. Am I going to take to the internet and bitch until my heart's content? Er, no. Because I am an adult who understands that it makes sense to have them involved.

'Why does it make sense though, Kerry? They're not even singers!'
Okay I hear you - they're not professionally trained singers. But they are only in the chorus so I think we can excuse that don't you.
Including these three young influences is a more than logical decision. Between them they have over 12 million subscribers: that's 12 million people more likely to buy the single. 12 MILLION. In terms of direct impact on helping those who need our help, I'd say their involvement is wholly justified. I'll stress it again: 12 MILLION.

Band Aid is about raising awareness and channels like PointlessBlog, Zoella and ThatcherJoe can do that on a mass scale in minimal time. 12 MILLION.


Sounds completely justified to me.

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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Let's talk about the 'F' word

Let's kick things off with some big news: I am female.

Wait, WHAT, you mean this fashion, lifestyle and beauty orientated blog is written by a GIRL?! Let me just sit down a moment, someone fan me this is all just too much to take.

Yes, I am a female and I am also a feminist. And (biggest shock of all) I think men are pretty great.

"But but but, Kerry" I hear you call, "feminism means you hate men and want to chase us with firey torches, right?"

Well, I won't lie; sometimes I want to chase you with a fiery torch, but that has nothing to do with feminism.

I happen to think men are pretty awesome. Yes, I like doing things for myself (coz independence) but there have been times when I have passed my shopping bags to my male companion with the relief he struggles less than I do. Am I a bad feminist for seeing the logic in that? No, I am reasonable human being. I can't deny that my boyfriend is 1000% stronger than I am so, guess what, sometimes I get him to carry stuff for me.

When it comes to IKEA furniture, however, I will do battle with the Swedish manufacturer completely alone until my desk is ready and functioning *fist pump*.

But that's not a feminist thing. I don't think 'oh how super cool and rad it would be to be a kick-ass feminist who don't need no man to build this desk, tell the boys go home because I GOT THIS LADIES, HOLLAAAA'.

I just think: Hey it'd be awesome if I could do this kinda stuff on my own. Challenge accepted, IKEA!

So, back to the whole 'men are awesome' thingy. Let's acknowledge, first and foremost, that sexism exists and it is approximately 0 fun to be on the receiving end of. That's not just for women, that's for men too, but just because some of us ladies feel targeted by some of you guys that doesn't mean we hate you all. And I can't speak on behalf of all lady-kind but I would never hold it against the entirety of man kind if one male insulted me, or made me feel uncomfortable.

So I guess this is an acknowledgement. An acknowledgement that yes, I am female and yes I am feminist and yes I think I should be paid the same as my male, female or alien equivalent but I don't hate men and I don't think women are perfect and I don't think guys have it easy either.

Imagine being a guy and wanting to honestly help a drunken girl find her way home but being afraid of it being misconstrued? Imagine being a man and winning the managerial position based on your continual efforts and performance and being slammed and insulted by your female competition because she thinks it was a sexist decision if it really wasn't? My point being, sexism affects all of us.

I also think people should think rationally when it comes to sexism. My blog, for example, titles the advertising page 'The Girls Next Door' and welcomes readers with the message 'hang up your superwoman cape'. Am I writing those things to exclude all men from ever reading my blog? Of course not! I'm writing them because I know an overwhelming majority of my readers are female and I trust that any males interested in reading my posts will be intelligent enough to know a couple of female mentions in no way exclude him from the party - I'm just trying to cater for my audience. In the same way I didn't kick up a fuss when I found I enjoyed a fragrance that is targeted at men. It smelt pretty damn good but rather than freaking out that it hadn't been marketed at me, I accepted that the marketing strategy was aimed at men because men were most likely to enjoy it - and that's 100% fine! I used it anyway and guess what, no-one was injured or offended in the process.

The way we have to look at it is this: bad people exist. People who discriminate on sex, gender, age and more are walking around right now. But those people aren't just men. How many women do you think have hired a female nanny over a male nanny simply because they have a preconception that the woman will be better? How many times do you think a female making stereotypes has been excused because 'oh she has it so much worse'.

I hate sexism and the thought of a man getting the CEO position simply because he is a different sex to me would drive me into 'hell no, someone hold my Louboutins' mode - if I genuinely and honestly thought I was more competent than him.

And so yes I am a feminist and yes I will be continually be met with a scrunched up face of disgust when I tell people that but it doesn't mean I hate men and all they do - it means I hate people making a preconception of me because of my sex. Whether that be I will be worse at a job, less competent in general or enjoy a male telling me to 'get something out' on my way to work. Sometimes these things will happen and we will kick up a big fuss about it - and rightly so! But we don't go about our day-to-day life looking for things to grumble about. There is still a lot to be done in the world of feminism but it shouldn't be about men vs women, it should be the illogical people (who think I will be worse at my job because I am a woman) against the logical people (who acknowledge that actually my body parts don't determine how kick-ass I can be).

So let's take out all the radical, men-hating feminists for a moment and talk about things logically.

A few translations:

'I support feminism' - I understand that my girlfriend, daughters, mother, friends, brother, boyfriend, sons, father shouldn't be discriminated against depending on what they wee out of. I accept that no-ones potential should be limited by their body parts and I would be annoyed if that happened to me.

'I don't support feminism' - I don't really understand what feminism is about and have perhaps been tainted with media portrayal being about crazy women who hate men

In my eyes, feminism is more chilled than some people think it is. A lot of women are awesome and a lot of men are awesome. But there are also some horribly sexist and stupid people in the world; we would be kidding ourselves if we tried to suggest all these people had a penis.
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