Guilty

This song is actually amazing, I highly recommend you have a listen.
It is my pick-me-up when I have problems with school, friends, boy issues...you get the idea. If you are going through a tough time this is the song for you. If you just want to laugh then also have a listen.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uIbXvaE39wM

‘Weddings- is it all lies, bad hairdos and fancy dress?’

Lets just say that I am not a wedding person. I'm fifteen years old so I'm guaranteed  to know nothing of the subject, but I do know that when your asked to be a bridesmaid for the first time in your life you scream and jump up and down with glee. Until it comes to the day that puts you off everything and anything about the word 'wedding'. I arrived at my uncle's house on Thursday evening expecting a buzzing cheerful house with an extremely happy bride. Instead I found about twenty different people in the house screaming their heads off at each other, and a crying bride. I later found out that she was crying because she accidentally put all of the usher's shirts in the washing machine along with a black shirt and all the white usher's shirts went grey. This is not the scene you expect to see two days before the wedding.
Is it all lies? Probably. On T.V programs like 'don't tell the bride' and 'bridezilla', the lies are constantly flowing...' is my back side hairy?. should I get it waxed?' (reply) 'no, no not at all'
'Isn't this dress gorgeous on me' (reply) 'yes darling my tears are happy ones'
'Is this hairstyle too Amy Winehouse' (reply) ' sweetie don't be stupid you suit any hairslyle'
Of course those replies are only what we had to say. The real replies that were going through our heads were:
 'Yes your backside is thick with hair'
' that dress is a meringue. Please don't do this.'
 ' your hair looks like a bee hive'
So on Friday we're all shipped to the salon were I'm stripped of my eyebrows and basically all of my facial hair.It hurt. The next part is worst, there are a number of different eye shadows that I have to try on at the make up trial and the colours consisted of(no lie): pink, blue, green, brown, yellowy brown...you get the idea. No black eyeliner or mascara in sight. I have very pale skin, freckles and big eyes so any eyeshadow would make me look...strange, lets say. So I turn around look in the mirror and nearly lose it, but of course the bride is happy so I am happy.Of course.
The next day is wedding day and early in the morning we are driven to the Salon, but this time when we get their we have a surprise: our hair is going to be slicked back into a bun at the back. So there we were 5 bridesmaids looking depressed in the hairdressers on the verge of tears,Getting shouted at by our mothers to be more happy.  
Overall the wedding wasn't to bad, we all had amazing fun at the reception The band was REALLY good and we were aloud to take our hair out...when everyone left. As for fancy dress, the bridesmaid dresses were hand maid and I can't deny they were gorgeous. The bride looked beautiful so I guess a wedding is worth the stress....or is it?

 

School uniform- where does it stop?

We're coming to that time of year when it's the end of the summer holidays and people begin to slowly wake up from that dreamy period where nothing happens, and we all have to start rushing around looking to find the right uniform and panic when it's out of stock. This year my school really has tightend it's belt as I have to wear the school bag. This diabolical notion really is rather ridiculous because if my school thinks that a bunch of year eleven's are going to wear a bulky navy blue bag with a huge school logo on the front, they can think again!
A few weeks a ago we had to get my sister's school uniform as she is starting secondary school this year and it really made me think of my first few days at my new 'big' school. Just seeing her in that oversized blazer(wool), skirt(made with no natural fibres), and shirt(like a shopkeeper)brought a tear to my eye. We spent about four hours in Peter Jones searching for the perfect trainer for P.E('must be white, not flat and a very samll logo is aloud')and the correct grey for the socks(not too dark and not too light). I was on my last legs about to pass out when I heard a brief conversation about blazers."...teflon coated..." and thats when I stopped listening. I was looking at school uniform for myself: teflon coated, nonstick, no natural fibres blazer and skirt. erm...

I think I watch too much T.V

So i'm really obssessed with two television programmes. One is 'made in Chelsea', and the other is 'keeping up with the kardashians'. I think I mainly watch them because everyone else does, which any normal teenager would do (I think) but now it's got to the stage where my dad walks into the living  room for the eightyith time in the past week, and looks at me and cries, "whyyyyyyyy?"
I see what he means sort of. I watch the T.V and see that  I'm looking at someone else's ridiculous world where no one works and they all get money by doing nothing. Can't be bad can it?

Fashion is...

Fashion is I suppose however you want to imagine it.

I imagine it as a sort of cupcake: the cakey bit is your underwear the icing is your dress, skirt, top, jeans and the sprinkles are your extras like handbags, shoes or Jewelery. But. It just depends where you by that cupcake from - Greggs or Beas of Bloomsbury or sometimes a bit of both. Back to real life. Cupcake's in some ways are(I quote from Charlie Brooker)for people who can't handle reality. This is rather mean, but oh well its probably true.

Burberry really stood out for me this week as I watched the catwalk show, who else was blown away. I was. It was beautiful I thought the rain was a bit over the top but what a great effect. Also the patterned jumpers and tees were gorgeous they had a really earthy feel to them.