My Charlotte Tilbury Shopping Experience

My Charlotte Tilbury Shopping Experience

Recently I decided a bit of a make up splurge was called for. I was needing a new foundation and as I had several important events was happy to spend a little more than usual. After asking a few people in the know and doing some research Charlotte Tilbury felt like the right brand to go to for some luxury.

The concession in House of Fraser, my nearest stockist, is relatively newly opened but is clearly hugely popular. There was streams of people milling around looking at products or waiting to get their make up done in the boudoir themed area. I managed to catch the attention of a very friendly sales person who got me perched on a stool after a quick chat about what I was there looking for. She checked a few shades of the Light Wonder foundation on me and we agreed on the best one for me. As I was bare faced anyway she offered to do my full face to allow me to see if I definitely liked it on and proceeded to slather me in the ultra luxe Magic Cream, added Wonder Glow to brighten up my knackered looking skin and then applied the Light Wonder foundation whilst chatting away about the products and the company. 

While we were chatting we got on to favourite products and she mentioned their best selling Lip Cheat liner and the Kim KW lipstick very positively. I am a sucker for a great nude lipstick and liner so we added those to my look and ineviatably into my bag! A very subtle and gentle sales pitch which made a huge difference as I will effectively refuse to buy anything if someone pushes too hard in these situations. 

In the end I came away with the lipstick, liner, the foundation I had gone in for in the first place and the Wonder Glow too. She did try and coax me into buying the Magic Cream but maternity pay does not allow for Β£70 face cream, especially when you manage to blow over Β£100 on make up. I did cheekily ask for some samples to trial at home, as I felt a spend of that amount deserved a few little bonus treats but she just avoided the topic and handed me my purchases in a plastic HOF bag. I was a little disappointed in this ending as I’d enjoyed my luxury make up experience so far and expected a little more from it than a plastic bag and a cheery bye. 

All in all I am glad I bought the products that I did as they are amazing. I would re purchase the Wonder Glow for definite as it gives my skin an amazing texture and glow but I’m not so sure the others are worth the money especially when the shopping experience is a tad of a let down.

Keep up the lovely attitude CT ladies but maybe upgrade your bags and be a little more generous with your samples! 

Any other brands worth me spending my teeny bit of spare cash on? Let me know! 

K x

Summer wardrobe – For the baby of course!

Summer wardrobe – For the baby of course!

I said at the start of summer I would do a post on all the cute little outfits I had purchased for Harrison and dutifully photographed the bulk of them all ready to go and promptly forgot! 

My baby brain has reached epic proportions so I have started reading slightly more challenging library books and have registered for the OU in a bid to get my brain going again.

Anyway back to Harrison’s summer wardrobe…

  • This cute little Disney number was given to us by my Mum and I think was a Sainsbury’s purchase. Supermarkets are vastly underrated in terms of their clothing ranges!! I get loads of baby stuff from Sainsbury’s and Morrisons in particular.
  • This was the opposite end of the scale and a splurge purchase from John Lewis. I couldn’t help myself tho as it was so super cute, especially when it was sunny with his wee chubby legs out on show!
  • Good old M&S had masses of stuff this summer that I could have lost my tiny mind over! The farmyard print vests and piggy shoes were particular favourites and the red cable knit jumper is both adorable on and really hard wearing!
  • This was a little Next all in one set, it was a touch tricky to get on if I’m honest but was perfect and light for the brief spell of sunny weather we had.
  • Last but not least is everyone’s favourite bargain shop Primark! You can’t beat paying under a fiver for two tops and two pairs of joggers. Ideal for chucking on the wee guy for crawling around the floor or Gymboree class. Annoyingly the tops are really neat fitting so only lasted about 6 weeks rather than 3 months!

Obviously he has a whole host of other bits and pieces, honestly he has more clothes than his Daddy and that’s saying something!

Where are your favourite places to shop for kids clothing? Would love to hear so let me know in the comments.

K x

Warrior Woman Project

Warrior Woman Project

Hands up who remembers the scene in Bridget Jones when Mark Darcy tells her he likes her just as she is? Now keep those hands up if you, like me, felt a thrill at the prospect of someone loving you like that. Still all raised? Yep. Now here is the tricky one, keep them raised if that someone was yourself! Waaaaay less hands up I expect. 

Why do we feel so strongly about finding a partner that loves us just as we are but we don’t set the same standards for our relationship with ourselves?

Style Me Sunday is an incredible fashion blogger and ex-midwife who put together the Warrior Woman Project several years ago. The third one, this year is called Fierce and is all about loving the skin you are in, being brave and not letting anything stop you from being your best self.

They held an event a few weeks ago which had inspiring speakers, live art and a very, very brave photoshoot. Loads of the top female U.K. bloggers attended and stripped down to as little as their fish finger jewellery (a delightful FU to the Daily Fail) to help shout out the Warrior Woman message! 

It got me thinking long and hard about my own relationship with my body. I am pretty hard on myself. Despite the fact that I have grown two beautiful babies, birthed them, fed them both for a time and done things like running Pretty Muddy with my friends, I don’t equate the wonderfulness of those achievements with what I see in the mirror. All I see is a body that I wish was about a stone (or more) lighter, a tummy that is permanently rounded, stretch marks and a scar, sad empty boobs and a face that needs make up to look ‘right’. 

I constantly compare myself to other people, whether that is people I see on Instagram or on tv. It is a terrible habit, especially when the media and online are not real representations of anything. I took two pictures of myself today, neither of them makes me comfortable and posting them on here is giving me the serious heebie-jeebies so please be kind! One shows how much more slim and toned you can look with a bit of posing and lighting and the other is just me, lumps and all. 

The point of me making a tit of myself in my underwear online is, anyone can make themselves look smaller,prettier and more glamorous but it doesn’t make it the truth so don’t beat yourself up if you don’t look like that!

I can’t teach my children to have pride in themselves no matter what if I can’t even do it myself. So no more worrying about my weight or my skin, no more crazy diets and more time focusing on what makes me happy and healthy (don’t worry that doesn’t include any further mincing about in my pants online!) 

Please go and check out Style Me Sunday and read about the Warrior Woman Project and her style as I think she’s pretty damn awesome!

And please, please, be your own Mr Darcy and love you just as you are!! 

K x

She’s still preoccupied with 1985..

She’s still preoccupied with 1985..

Now you may or may not be familiar with the Bowling For Soup song 1985 but it is a long time favourite of mine referencing Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink as well as bands like Blondie and Whitesnake. I’m a big 80’s fan incase you hadn’t guessed. 

But lately the lyrics to this song have felt a little too close to home…have a read at them. 
Have I become a suburban cliche? Stay at home mum of two, baking for the school fair and decorating everything in sight! Gone are the cocktail fuelled nights out on the tiles, the impromptu nights away and my poor beloved sky high heels have been all but relegated to the cupboard.

So I have taken a small stand against what I was starting to worry was my inevitable “Mumsy” state. I am defiantly still wearing my (not snakeskin!) mini skirts just with snazzy ankle boots and tights. When I am exhausted after a sleepless night of baby shushing and rocking I am rocking a bright red lip and ALL the mascara! And my latest and boldest choice was to take myself off to a fabulous salon called Blow Shawlands to dye my hair bright candy floss pink. I was child free for 4 hours, given cocktails and watched repeats of Ru Paul’s Drag Race back to back!! Bliss!

Sure, pink hair draws some stares from the ‘grown up’ mums at the school gates but it also got some awesome compliments and it makes me feel like the under 30 yr old that I still am.

So in a world of demure low lights and sensible, mum appropriate outfits, rise up my lovelies and rock those tattoos, colourful hairdos and wear whatever the fuck you feel like. Because motherhood doesn’t need to mean the demise of your individuality.

K x