Pink Haired Princess

Our last day of #BeRealMarch. I feel like I should have this massive speech prepared, concluding the mission! I don't , before you get too excited! I do have some thoughts though. It went much quicker than I expected and I can't believe we've had 31 posts and photos already. On a personal level, it was also much easier than I anticipated. I thought at some point I'd struggle or have a day where I desperately wanted to edit the photo or delete the ones I'd taken and not have anything new to post. I didn't and I think that's brilliant. I didn't get caught up in my own head and overthink it and I reckon I must be in a pretty good place right now, that posting such personal and I suppose, 'vulnerable' photos wasn't a big deal for me.  A massive contributing factor to that though was you lot. You'd all been so open to the idea of me doing this and I knew if I cheated, I'd be letting you down and feel immensely guilty about i...

Ach, I'm up far too early this morning! The painter was due and of course, typical that nobody else is home, other than me! I'm having horrid flashbacks to the renovations last year and how I usually had to cope with everyone coming and going and all the upheaval. I mean the guy will get on with it himself, but it meant I had to be up early to let him in (in my jammies naturally) and I didn't know what time to expect him. Plus he'll not be getting a cuppy, because I can't go up and down the stairs several times in a day! You know how you have nothing planned, then suddenly everything is scheduled for that day?

Did you remember to put your clocks forward an hour? I always get muddled this time of year, trying to work out what was , what is and what on earth is going on! My Dad collects (literally hundreds of) clocks, so changing them takes weeks and we always discover one that was missed a few months down the line. Of course it's much easier to wind it forward an hour (you should never really wind the hands backwards) rather than in autumn, losing an hour.

Hello! I've been so terribly lethargic these past couple of days. I slept until ridiculously late yesterday, got up, felt a bit sicky after breakfast, then went into the conservatory which was all nice and sunny and warm and shut my eyes. Bad idea! I didn't want to wake up, but had to, because I had loads of blog stuff to get through. Sometimes you have an unexpected post crop up (in this case, the blind cleansing milk trial ), that takes priority and you have to ignore other things you've been desperate to do. I've been much more relaxed about blogging lately though and not gotten myself worked up when I've missed a personal deadline.

I got the latest issue of ASOS magazine in the post this week. There was a page in it regarding their # AsSeenOnMe feature . I took a look and was reminded exactly why I started #BeRealMarch.  I mean obviously they are going to pick the 'best' photos and I'm only singling ASOS out as an example, but it's fair to say most sites with "customer photos" are guilty of this. The photos were all professional. Every single one, looked like a professional photographer had taken it and was styled and shot in such a slick way, that I can only describe it as "unnatural".  Now I realise this may come across as some sort of personal attack on those who have been featured in that article and that's really not my intention.  I'm trying to say this as tactfully as I can, but I do have a strong opinion on it (and granted, that's perhaps not shared).      

I have no idea what that tiny red spot is next to my nose...I can't really see it in the mirror! Made all the more obvious by the white patch because I'd just taken my glasses off. Isn't it strange how some things are amplified in photos and others become less noticeable? Anyway, I can't really think what to say today! As much as I'll miss these posts, some days I'm winging it and waffling!

I tried a little 'not so scientific' social experiment the other week. I'm not saying the results were conclusive, but I just wanted to test something out. I published two photos to Tumblr, one without makeup or editing and one with makeup and purposefully heavily edited (to the point I had no freckles and even took my scars out). Actually I decided in order for the test to be a little fairer, I used a faint tint (the same on both), so nobody could guess what I was doing. I posted both within a couple of minutes of one another and left the tags on both exactly the same, so as not to gain more 'likes' with a popular tag or time. I also tried to find two photos with a vaguely similar pose (though that was actually pretty hard).

So I decided to push myself a little more as we near the end of BeRealMarch and although this hasn't been a conscious decision, most of my selfies have been taken with my phone. For ease really, because my phone is always sitting there and it's pretty easy to upload photos from it afterwards. The quality of them, isn't as great (obviously) as on my DSLR, so I thought I'd take one or two on my DSLR too.

Ah, so another new week and the results are in for my blog stats on Bloglovin' last week. I have to say it was an all-time record...but did it go up or down?

I'm in the middle of uploading all my BeRealMarch photos thus far to Tumblr (because I've been terrible at keeping up to date) and next week, I'll add the entire album to Facebook too with links to each post.

Really quick post tonight, because I've babbled on quite a bit this week already and we've been babysitting my nephews today (and tonight), so I'm trying to work while they're in bed. This was me yesterday after a shower.

Sorry this post is so late, time got away from me today. Anyway, yesterday I spoke about the wee breakthrough I had regarding wearing makeup and today I'm looking at where that pressure has come from. Firstly, I love makeup. I love playing with it, applying it, buying it, just looking at it. I can remember being so excited when I was younger and my parents let me order from Yves Rocher (which became an extremely regular thing) and that anticipation of waiting for the order and opening that huge box to see what lotions and perfumes and makeup items were inside. I'm no psychologist, but I had grown up with two stunning sisters and always felt like "the ugly one" in comparison. I was the odd one out, the one with freckles, the one with glasses, the one with mousey, wavy hair, the one with small eyes. They were beautiful and cute (respectively) and I was the weird one. So wearing makeup, changing my hairstyle (constantly) and even the clothes, not only reflecte...

No idea what I'm attempting to do here. Waving perhaps? Doesn't really come across well in a still photo! I had a bit of a breakthrough at the weekend. Well actually two. I'd been trialling cleansers and one aspect of testing involved how well the cleansing milks removed makeup. With me not wearing any just now, I left this bit until the end and on Sunday quickly applied makeup and removed half of my face with each cleanser. I had 7 in total, so that took 4 makeup applications, I was knackered! The breakthrough was me finding, that I looked better without makeup than with . Ok, so I know I was applying it quickly, but I looked like a little girl playing with her Mum's makeup...or a clown!

I woke up feeling a bit down on the world today. Technical difficulties with the blog (which is like a red rag to a bull in terms of stress for me) though hopefully I fixed it, without ruining something else! Then the absolute and utter balls up that was MAC Cinderella!

I only noticed the creases on my face as I uploaded this photo and saw it larger. I did just wake up, so I guess that's why I have lines across my eyelid and forehead!

So I was a little disappointed the week before last, to find I'd lost 2 followers. No big deal you'd think, but every week I get a little summary from Bloglovin' of who is following each of my blogs (actually my Tumblr is on there too, so you can follow it even if you're not on Tumblr). I rarely have 'minus' followers and certainly never two in one week, which is why I noticed it. It could of course be completely unrelated, but it struck me as a massive coincidence that it occurred in the first week of #BeRealMarch.

I took this photo last night before bed, rather dishevelled and tired. I've queued this post because I have a feeling I'll be having a lie-in this morning! Too much activity over the past couple of days for me!

Quick post today and sorry it's later than usual. My nephews came through to see us, so I had to 'entertain' for hours!

Ok, so I've scheduled this post, because I have physio today and knew I probably wouldn't have time for it. There's also the launch of the dinosaur heels today, so I can't miss that!  I look like I've barely slept in this photo...do you know the saying "you look like a half shut knife", is that a Scottish thing or a 'my family' thing?  Anyway, I do look like a half shut knife!

Hola! I'm feeling a bit chipper today after turning moody these past couple of days. I'm just getting frustrated and letting things get me down, when I'd usually brush them off. To be expected I suppose.