(Un)happy go (un)lucky and the snoozer of the alarm.

Hello my loves,

I'm in class right now and it would probably benefit me to be doing something other than blogging, but anyone who knows me will know that when the writing bug strikes, I must bow down to the urge.

I have had the unluckiest morning.. You know the ones I'm talking about.. Where everything that can go wrong does? Well, let me begin by mentioning that I had a crappy nights sleep and I have no idea why but it does mean that I currently have more bags than Tesco's under my eyes.. Now I'd say that this lack of sleep was what caused me to over-snooze my alarm, but I'll be honest, and some of you know this already; I am an alarm snoozing fiend. I can snooze that alarm anywhere from twice to fourteen times in any given morning and it's quite a ridiculous and very bad habit to keep.

Due to my snoozing, I managed to get up approximately nineteen minutes late and discovered that the leggings I wanted to wear were still damp (cry) so I had to pick up an incredibly thin, worn pair that definitely would not keep me warm for the day. From here my bathroom routine went pretty well, I thought 'hallelujah! Things are looking up, I can brush my teeth without running into danger!', but then came the attempt to straighten my hair. I began to glide the tongs down the length of my glossy hair (thank you Alberto Balsam, you genius), only to realise (eventually) that I never actually turned my straighteners on. I corrected the mistake and was actually pretty proud of how straight I managed to get my unruly hair to go. By this point I realised I had ten minutes left before I had to leave and still had my Pj's on. I'll skip the next ten minutes as long story short, I had to skip breakfast and we all know how cranky I get when I don't eat.

I left the house only to be met with a cold shower from the heavens above and rushed to find shelter so that I could retrieve my umbrella, which is a pile of shit. The arm thingies (you know what I mean) on my umbrella bent out of shape as I opened it and I was definitely not impressed. I tried my best to hold that horrible piece of not-very-waterproof material over my head as I trudged to the train station, but the cars and buses that drove by me and watched as I struggled only wanted to add to my pain and torment by driving through the puddles at the side of the road to soak me in the muddy ice water that lurked there.

By the time I reached the station, I was cold, I was soaked through and I just wanted to cry, but the man in front of me at the ticket machine still decided that he wanted to fumble with his change and cancel his tickets four times before he actually managed to buy his tickets and leave me enough room under the shelter so that I could buy my tickets in the dry.

By this point I was fed up, and so I thought to myself 'what will make this day better?' and I took my luck into my own hands.

The day has lifted slightly now, owing mostly to my seemingly ever-present saviour and his ability to make me smile even if we only see each other for a few minutes, the promise that lunch time will be great and the fact that my one to one tutorial went well this morning although there was one pressing point I didn't get to mention which has worried me slightly, though I'm sure I can probably find a way to deal with that next week hopefully.

My first lecture is an hour and ten minutes away from ending and I've been tapping away at this blog surreptitiously for nearly two, so I suppose it's probably time for me to wrap it up. At least my lecturer has decided that my work is worthy of more than a few words now anyhow.

Thanks for reading you beautiful creatures.

Girls like hands.

Hello my loves,

Today's post is about a subject that is very dear to my heart; hands. Now bare with me while I explain that I'm not just completely mental and that the constant upbringing of the subject of good hands between me and my girl mates has encouraged me to write this blog trying to explain what it is about guys hands that we love so much.

Let me begin by mentioning that when it comes to hands, I'm sorry lads, but size does matter. Us girls, or at least me and my friends anyway, enjoy large hands. There's just something about them that makes us crazy. We love the way your long fingers wrap around the glass you're drinking out of or loosely hold your phone as you scroll your facebook feeds, and yes, musicians, we like the way your fingers move as you play guitar, hold a mic or drumsticks etc. We even like the way you hold the play station or Xbox controller as we pretend to understand the game you're playing. We really don't mean to be weird, and we certainly don't mean it in a dirty way (at least mostly), we just enjoy your hands. It's like our brains are wired to notice these little things and we really can't help it, we promise. All we ask is that you're careful how you use those weapons of mass soul melting, because quite frankly, if you're not careful we find ourselves suddenly jealous of inanimate objects, and don't pretend you didn't notice, because you then pick up those objects twice as much, making sure we're watching.. Or at least some of you do.

Maybe writing this post and alerting the male population to our cryptonite wasn't my best plan, but please bare in mind that this blog is subject to opinion of a small group of ladies and does not necessarily apply to all women. This blog was a lighthearted piece of fun, so please don't read too much into it (punny, right?) or get offended by my confession that some of us girls shamelessly ogle guys hands.

Thanks for reading ;)

Friendships to hold dear.

Hello my loves,

I'm really getting back into blog writing recently, but as usual, there is no continuity between my posts.

Today I was going to write about the summer, but after almost completely finishing the post, I decided to write more about the friendships that were formed over my summer instead of just that vague topic of 'summer'.

I recently said that this past summer was the best of my life, but it wasn't because the weather was good or because I did anything particularly life changing, it was because I somehow ended up forming one of the best and craziest friendship groups consisting of myself, my brother Ryan, his girlfriend Lily, and his best friend Ellis. At first, I'll be honest, I did think I might end up being a bit of a fourth wheel or the odd one out, but that didn't happen at all, in fact, I can safely say that I now proudly call Ellis my best (guy) friend and that I actually probably spend more time hanging out with him than I do with most other people. I don't know how or why it happened, but we just seemed to click, we get each other and now we even say the same things at the same time and probably finish each others sentences.

This summer taught me that you can form friendships in the most unlikely places and that those friendships can become the very thing that hold you together when you feel like your whole world is falling apart. We did a lot this summer, from bowling, to bathtub shots, to camping, to just hanging out and watching movies, and when the summer ended, that didn't end. Our bond as a group only gets stronger, and our bonds within our separate friendships only grow stronger too.

I'll keep this short and hopefully a little less sweet as I'm far too sentimental to begin with, but more than anything, I'm glad that this summer gave me the opportunity to experience such an overwhelming love for another person and for a group of people that will hopefully be in my life for a long, long time.

Thanks for reading,

Alie :) .xo

Lime Crime Velvetine: Red Velvet Review | HeyyItsAlie

Hello my loves!

I decided to do something a little different today as usually I just rant or fret or talk about music, but I thought why not post a review? Some of you may know that I post beauty videos amongst other things on my youtube channel (www.youtube.com/heyyitsalie - shameless plug) so I thought why not review a product that I've had sitting around for months and not had a chance to use?

I'll start with a little back story: I originally got the Lime Crime Velvetine Red Velvet lip stain for christmas last year (2013 for anyone reading this quite far into the future) and although I've worn it a couple of times, I haven't really had a chance to give it a full outing, until last night that is. I decided I wanted to at least try to impress someone, and so as I stared into the jumbled mess that is my lip box, my eyes fell upon Red Velvet, sitting not so innocently in it's gorgeous packaging, daring me to give it go, all for impressive purposes of course.

Outer Packaging.

Tube.

I started off by applying a cheap drug store lip pencil in a similar colour so that I could get the true outline of my lip shape. Next I went in with Nivea's hydrocare lip balm which is literally one of my favourite inventions on this earth, and then I finally began to apply Red Velvet. I'll add here that less is more with this product. From previous experience I knew to relieve the applicator of most of the product otherwise it just goes everywhere and you tend to just give up and go with a regular, boring and quite frankly less sexy lippie. Anyway, I followed the shape of my lips and filled in the blank space and after a few moments of tidying the edges, I was pretty much set.

Right before I left, I decided to add Nivea's hydrocare lip balm over the top as well as underneath as the product felt quite drying and I was paranoid about it flaking or cracking throughout the night.

Once dry, Red Velvet feels silky smooth to touch (I did a survey ;)) and looks gorgeous on. It is highly pigmented and shows no signs of shifting throughout the night, even after a cheeky maccies and a few nervous lip bites.

Over all, I actually adore this product. It's sexy, light and actually smells delicious too. I probably wouldn't chance it without some kind of lip hydrator either underneath or over the top, but the staying power is absolutely amazing, and if I gave it a rating it would be 9/10/

Life saving Nivea hydrocare lip balm.

Red Velvet with hydrocare underneath

Red Velvet with Hydrocare underneath and on top

Red Velvet with hydrocare underneath & on top + cheeky insta filter.

Thanks for reading!

Alie :) xo 

All is fair in love and war but really I can't take much more.

I don't know where to begin really. I haven't posted a rant or a personal blog on here in a long time, but I just feel as if getting back to blogging might be nice.

Recently I have been conflicted, once again. I really don't know what to do for the best. I have a situation, and like with all situations, it is a complicated one. I just don't know where my head is at or what I should be doing. I know deep down that what I want to do is get my brave on and just shout how I feel from the rooftops, but an unfortunate thing happened a few years ago and now I find myself terrified to utter the words. I don't personally think they'll do any good anyway, but then again, my apparently very low opinion of myself could possibly adding to the anxiety I feel when I contemplate biting the bullet and just going for it.

Now you've probably figured out what I'm talking about by now, so I'm not going to elaborate through fear of being found out, but I really needed to vent and get it out. Quite frankly, in my own head I feel as if I can't compete and that is another thing that is definitely getting in my way. To myself, I feel as if I am not good enough to even attempt what I want to attempt, and I find myself in a vicious circle where I constantly end up getting myself hurt because I was either too brave, or not brave enough. I wish things were easier. I wish that for once, the thing that I want would just come to me instead of me having to fight tooth and nail for it like I've had to my whole life. Deep down, I just want things to go the way I want them to go because if they do, I'll be the happiest girl alive.

Thanks for reading my ridiculous ramblings,

Alie. xo