Beauty Bits & Bobs
My best friend Libby who’s quite English and quite proper slathers just about everything in jam, particularly her toast. Typically it’s not a tea and toast day if she doesn’t have a pile of some jam on her bread. Kinda reminds me of dear old Paddington Bear and his obsessive love of marmalade, seriously how many bears do you know that love marmalade, WTH is that all about?
Fact is I’ve developed the equally bad habit of smearing grape jam on my toast when I’m enjoying my morning cuppa, I’m saying I caught the bug from Libs.
If you’re a lover of jam you’ll be yearning to grab yourself some Pop Beauty Petal Jam! OMG cutes!
Sorry ’bout the delayed post count today. I have a slew written up but haven’t yet posted because they need some serious editing. Sometimes my hands type alot faster than my brain which means a slew of fun errors. I need to re-read before I slap these up there for the world to read.
I hope you’re all doing well today! We got over the hump! Thank the gods above it’s almost Friday, Friday, Friday!
I know we discussed the Givenchy Summer Collection 2010 but I came across more images so I thought I’d share with my fellow beauty junkies!
A little something special for the Clinique fan girls out there. Clinique Summer Collection 2010 features a new Clinique Colour Surge Eye Shadow Palette which looks delightful and other yummie little goodies.
Entitled Clinique Brandied Bronze it should suit those who favor a warm glow-y look for those long, hot days ahead.
Tell the Muse!
I have a thing for Victorian England. I won’t go into great detail about my “thing” but I commonly associate Victorian England with roses. Corsets, the streets of London, scented gloves, bustles, and the sweet scent of a rose, all remind me of Victorian England.
This silly Muse completely overlooked the MAC Creations Perfume in Dejarose upon it’s original release with MAC Rose Romance GASP!
But have no fear I hauled it on sale…
Steal it after the jump!
When I was but a wee Muse, in what now would be called my tweens or around my early teen years, I can recall my cousin Lisa being absolutely, positively obsessed with Noxzema. Remember the dad from My Big Fat Greek Wedding and how he thought the cure all to everything was Windex? That’s was my cousin! She thought the sun set and rose around Noxzema. I swear the girl used it for everything and blamed it for the crazy pure white, flawless skin she had going on. I imagine some of my fascination and love of Noxzema stemmed from her obsession!
Seriously, the girl would slather herself in it at night and go to bed therefore using it as a sleep mask of sorts.
Anyway, flash forward a few hundred years and Noxzema is still around, lord knows it’s probably be around in the glow of my dear old mum’s youth.