The Carrie Diaries

Hmm, I'm like a kitten with a ping pong ball at the moment, my brain so going 'Lip gloss! Shoes! Books! Cookies! thunder storm! Lip gloss! Back to books!' so I hope you'll indulge me while I pimp out a book I'm excited about.


Now, I don't know about you but I'm a twenty-something that likes kissing boys (you'll notice I didn't say girl. This part is relevant*) and as such, I was a huge fan of Sex and the City. Carrie writes books, I wanted to write books! Carrie lives in New York, I wanted to live in New York! Carrie likes shoes, I like shoes! Carrie likes a drink, I - OK, you get the picture. Anyway, after being horribly disappointed with the first movie (the message seemed to shift from 'hold out for what you want' to 'settle! settle now or die alone!') but I won't lie, I'm excited to see the new movie** and in anticipation, I'm even more excited to read The Carrie Diaries.

The book gives us an insight into Carrie's life as a senior in high school in the eighties and I'm promised there are vintage go-go boots in the very first chapter. Excitation, non? Once you've read it, I'd love to get your opinions. I have been plugging away at the million things I have to finish before I let myself start it but as soon as I do, I'll update you with my take.
Because obvies, my opinion matters to the likes of Candace Bushnell. Cough.


*The gays totes love it too. And I love the gays. And the gays love me. And that's why I'm single.
*I'm also excited to see Eclipse - whatcha gonna do? Also file under 'and that's why I'm single'

Viva Las Vegas

So I went to Vegas. I survived. And now I'm back from Vegas - not married, without a new tattoo and no infection I know of. What I do have, is this delightful new lipgloss from Nars that I purchased in Sephora and then pretty much wore every night.

Named for Phil Collins (I assume), Nars' Easy Lover lip gloss is a gorgeous sheer hot pink, feels divine, lasts really well and generally rocks my socks. I think I'm going to digging out my Orgasm gloss a lot over summer for daywear and do a switcheroo to this for night-time. Loves it.

Also spotted in the 'made for Vegas' section (I made that up, I think you can get it everywhere, it was just super appropriate for that place...) was the Too Faced Walk of Shame kit.




Stay classy, Las Vegas.

Vivienne Westwood for Melissa

Firstly, I just want to say, I'M ON A FREAKING PLANE. ON THE INTERWEBS. IN THE AIR. Truly, this is the future my friends... They even mixed me a fresh margarita but that could have more to do with the fact that we're en route to Vegas to research the fabulous I Heart Vegas - coming to a bookshop near you in 2011/2012/whenever I stop going to Vegas for research and write it.
Anyway, I digress. So this is absolutely a beauty blog and I have many wonderful things to tell you about once I get my arse back into gear next week but honestly, the last few weeks have been madness between London, Montreal, DC and now VEGAS BABY and you know, work, I haven't really known if I've been coming or going. (Weirdly, I appear to have been doing my best work ever which doesn't really make any sense but I think it a good reason as to why my bosses should have me travel a lot, drink a lot and have me hang out with cute boys on regular occasion - it clearly ups my productivity).

Anyway, as I say, this is a beauty blog but once in a blue moon mine eyes are torn away from the Sephora mailer and drawn toward the shoe shops. I think you probably already know this about me... and how can anyone be expected to remain faithful to one topic when such wonderful things as THESE are in the world?
These, my loves, are the new Vivienne Westwood for Melissa jellies.



These are £102 from spartoo.co.uk, these are my reason for being. I managed to pick up the glitter Mary Jane jellies in black and clear on sale last summer and have lived and died in them ever since. They're SO comfy, look great with everything and always elicit compliments (which I am a big fan of - suck it, I'm a Libra, I constantly need to be told how awesome I am). Most importantly, they make my heart sing a little song of gladness whenever I see them and when I slip them on, I do a little dance of joy. Don't you want that in your life? Don't you? No? Then what the *bleeped expletive* (pardon my French) is wrong with you? Go to Spartoo.co.uk, buy the shoes and get a happy.
If buying cute shoes isn't what makes you happy, you're in the wrong place and we can't be friends.
I'm not kidding.
That unfriendliness aside, I can't decide which of the new range are my favourites. Maybe the pink? Or the grey? But the blue is nice too... What do you think?



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Lee Stafford Fake My Tan

As I may or may not have posted a THOUSAND EFFING TIMES, I am a somewhat pale individual who does not have a lot of luck with the sun or its faux-tanning replacements.

Well, hallelujah and praise baby jebus, because I have in my sweaty paws, Lee Stafford's new Fake My Tan line. Firstly, we'll address the fact that a hairdresser (albeit one of the most awesome ones ever) is putting out a tanning line. Well, it turns out ladies, Lee is a giver. The lovely Mr Stafford, he himself not afraid of a little fake tan, wanted us to look awesome from head to toe so he took it upon himself to create this really rather superb line of wash off tanners, along with his good friend and tanner-to-the-stars, James Harknett. Who is also awesome.

The line really is pretty comprehensive, with something for everyone - a lotion (with or without sparkly bits, whee!), a tanning mousse and a spritz, which, as recommended by James, I've taken to spritzing over my make up in the middle of the afternoon just to perk me up a bit. And it totally works. Most importantly for me, there's a light and a dark variant in each product, making your colour selection easy-peasy. And since the product is temporary, a good scrub down in the shower will see it all come off anyway, so any mistakes are easily remedied. That said, it doesn't transfer easily so unless you're wearing white (in which case I'd probably recommend that you avoid any tanning products anyway) you can head on out rest assured that your tan is there to stay.

If that wasn't enough recommendation for you how about this:
- The line is exclusive to Boots and prices start at 8.99
- All the products have Lee's signature Pink fragrance and so you won't smell like off biscuits when you go out. In fact, you will smell divine
- The different formulas include different skin-saving ingredients like Maca, Raspberry and Mallow to leave your skin soft and touchable, not dry and itchy like the self-tans that develop over time
- Because the formulas are instant, you can see the colour you're getting right away and they also dry ridiculously quickly so there's no wandering around nekkid waiting for it to dry. Shut up, we've alllllllllllll done it.

Anyway, I'm taking my Magic Potion Tanning Lotion with added Bling to VEGAS this weekend to see what we can find. If I don't come back married to an eighty year old oil baron, I'll be wanting words with Mr Stafford...

Urban Decay Summer of Love collection

I have not posted in the longest time! My bad. Sorry kids, I was in Canada and well, drunk, for quite a lot of the last couple of weeks. They were biggies.

Anyway, what better way to celebrate the sunshine and spring in NYC than with the new Urban Decay summer collection?

Pretty nail colours...

Pocket Rocket lipgloss! I miss the Pocket Rocket pencils (sad face)...

Eyeshadow collection plus pencil PLUS primer. This shizz is awesome sauce.

Want. Bad.
And yes, that is lipgloss with a man in his underpants on it.
Problems?

Clarins Beauty Flash Balm

I just wanted to take a little minute and thank the beauty gods for helping me out yesterday.
Basically, the story starts with our heroine (me) on a broken down night bus at 3.00am, stranded in the middle of Battersea and freaking out slightly that she has to be in a taxi to Heathrow in two and a half hours. It wasn't my finest moment, nor my soberest, so you can imagine how I looked when I rolled up to the American shitty Airlines check-in desk at six.

However, somehow I had remembered to throw some Beauty Flash Balm in my hand luggage so once I was safely in the air, I larped on about half the tube, took two Tylenol extra strength and promptly went to sleep. I woke up a couple of times and reapplied but was too scared to look in a mirror until I was about an hour from NYC. Well, you could have knocked me down with a feather (and not just because I was still drunk). My skin was glowing, there was no plane dryness, no congestion, no 'I was out all night, HA!' death pallor. Just lovely soft, glowing, fresh skin.

So it comes down to this, either made a deal with a devil that I don't remember (quite possible) or Clarins Beauty Flash Balm is actually a miracle. I'm inclined to believe it's the latter because the only devils I recall seeing on Saturday night were a particularly regrettable ex-boy and Mr Sambuca. Could it be that I've had Beauty Flash Balm hanging around for so long that I'd forgotten what miracles it could achieve when tested? Well, Brownie Guide Promise, I'll never take you for granted again. Thank you Clarins, thank you man in the window seat for climbing over me to go to the loo instead of waking me up and thank you Chris Pine for being on the big screen when I did wake up. That man is a looker.

Urban Decay Alice in Wonderland palette (again)

Four things I love:
Urban Decay
Tim Burton
Alice in Wonderland
Pop-Ups

Four things that have been combined to make me weep with wonder at its beauty: The Urban Decay Alice in Wonderland Pop-Up Palette. And right now, head over to UrbanDecay.com and enter their competition for a chance to win a Tom Binns for Walt Disney Signature necklace AND the palette. Oh and pick up a Stash pencil for me while you're there would you? I'm all out.

Be still my beating heart.