The Hairdressers |

I just wanted to put it out there - does anyone else hate having their hair cut?

I get genuinely nervous hours before going, and sit there in absolute stress and anxiety the whole time I'm there. Which, trust me, is a long time due to the length of my hair and the speed it grows at. And its not like I have an awful hairdresser who makes the experience unpleasant, I've just always hated going. I hate the thought of someone else being in complete control over something that will effect me! And yes hair will grow back, but that doesn't stop me being terrified.

I sit there, waiting with butterflies in my stomach. They then ask if I would like a drink, which I always reply yes to, but never actually drink it. They then wash my hair - am I the only one who thinks it strange that someone is stood washing your hair? This leads on to an uncomfortable decision about the temperature of the water, and the pressure of the head massage. And then the snipping starts. This is the worst bit, I get so anxious and anticipate every snip of those tiny evil scissors. Afterwards they blast my head off with a fancy hair dryer where I watch in content on how they are drying my hair so quickly and why it always takes me ages.

I then pay, book an appointment that I will probably change because I only get my hair cut twice a year, and leave with hair that I find to be - okay.

Please say I'm not the only one who feels like this?!
If I am, it'll be just another hole in the belt of weird things in my life.


Bea x

Everyday Make -Up Routine |

My everyday make up routine is one in which I like to keep as simple as possible. I find that the more I put on, the worse my skin gets. If I'm honest, for everyday I prefer a basic look - it also means that when you do go out and put more effort in, people are more likely to notice! I'm currently really happy with the products I'm using, although I do like switching things up and testing things now and then, these products are currently what is working for me.


My skin is dry to combination, and I hate wearing heavy foundation. To be honest I only began using foundation when I was 17, before that it was all about the tinted moisturiser. Meaning that when I was testing foundations, I went for a light weight and light - medium coverage. And I've found a product that fits this criteria for me. Rimmel Match Perfectiom sweeps over the skin, almost creating a second layer on top of your skin. But don't get me wrong, it's so light that you can't feel it, it just feels like a mosuriser. The coverage is what it says on the bottle, it evens out my skin and reduces any redness I have but doesn't feel cakey or look orange. The shade is also great, once applied to the skin it sinks in and matches the colour of your skin creating no streaks or lines on your jaw line. I think you can tell that I'm in love with this foundation! The packaging is smart too, I like the glass bottle but I can see for people who carry their foundation in their bags that this could be an issue. The pump is also great as one pump is all I need for a full face; I'm head over heels in love with this foundation!

Rimmel Match Perfection SPF 18
in 103 True Ivory

My next everyday obsession is Rimmel Stay Matte powder, a holy grail product for most beauty lovers. If you're in need of a powder that gives a gorgeous finish and doesn't look too heavy on the skin, this is perfect. A dust of this on your T-zone is absolute magic, it transforms my skin and also helps my make up last all day.

Rimmel Stay Matte Pressed Powder
in 004 Sandstorm

Brows. It's all about the brows in my book. I think having neat and tidy brows always finishes off a look and helps frame your bone structure too. My favourite product for this is Rimmel (I promise you this is not sponsored! I just love their products!) Brow Pencil. The reason I love this so much is because unlike a brow ink or brow gel, it leaves a really soft and natural finish. The kohl pencil helps fill in your brows, and the little brush on the end helps comb them through - also fantastic for travelling as you don't need to carry lots of products.

Rimmel Professional Eye Brow Pencil
in Dark Brown

When it comes to concealer I'm alway a little bit hesitant. I get the worse under eye bags and the occasional spot on my fore head so it's a product I can't really leave the house without. After breaking the bank for the Bobbi Brown corrector, I didn't think it was all it was cracked up to be. And then I came across the Natural Collection concealer which is in a liquid format, and at the price of £2 I couldn't say no to trying it. And I'm glad I didn't. Because this covers everything I need it to but doesn't look cakey or heavy, it also moisturisers the skin and because its natural it doesn't make spots worse. Love. It.

Natural Collection CoverUp Cream
in Fair

Now the next product is one I could live without, but its something I enjoy wearing. Benefits Moon Beam has been a staple make up item in my make up bag for years now, I can't get enough of it. It's something I always repurchase, just because of the sun kissed dewy look it gives my cheekbones. It has purple undertones which I can see could annoy some people, but I like this finish as its subtle but adds a little something to your look.

Benefit Moon Beam

My last face product is more of a high end product. Everything about this blush appeals to me- the packaging, the shade, the pigmentation...I could go on! This leaves a cute pop of pink on the cheeks, but doesn't make you look like a clown. It's perfect with every look and all year round and is worth every penny. The mirror inside also makes it easy to travel with, 10/10 from me.

Lancome Blush Subtil
in Rose Sable

Finally on to the eyes. I only use 2 products on my eyes, the first being a liquid liner. After a long quest of trying to find the perfect liner, I have sort of drawn to the end. I say sort of because I don't think I will ever stop searching, but I'm happy with this. It's the Soap & Glory Supercat in black. Its fine almost marker like pen makes application easy and quick, and I'm rubbish at doing my liner! It gives a really strong black line and is great for adding details such as a wing effect.

Soap & Glory Supercat
in Jet Black

The second eye product I use is Maybelline The Falsies Flared mascara in black. This product has been repurchased several times; it lengthens my lashes, covers with a decent amount to create a thick black lashing, and the flared brush helps to separate and curl my lashes - basically every thing a girl could want from a mascara!

Maybelline The Falsies Flared
in Black

The last addition in my make up bag is Burts Bees Beeswax Lip Balm. This helps keep my lips nourished, moisturised and prepped for any lip stick I later apply. It has a peppermint flavour and tingles the lips - I don't know if that means its working, but it keeps me satisfied thinking about saying goodbye to my chapped lips. This is my all time favourite lip balm and is never leaving my everyday make up routine, I am hooked.

Burt's Bees Beeswax Lip Balm Original

While I'm here, I thought I'd mention the brushes I use to apply my everyday make up too- seeing as these are key in my routine. Real Techniques Brushes are great for applying all types of make up; they're super easy to use and make SUCH a difference to how your make up looks on your face. I use the buffing brush to apply my foundation, the contour brush for my blusher and the foundation brush for my concealer. A little bit mix and match but that's what works for me!

Real Techniques Core Collection Brushes

That's everything I apply to my face everyday, as I said before I'm really happy with all these products as they suit all my needs make up wise!

Bea x

Sorry... |

First of all I would like to apologise for my lack of blogging recently! I have a number of excuses, most of which I'm going to share with you because I feel I should excuse myself.

1) Exams. As I'm currently in my second year of college, in January I had to take a few exams which were rather important. In order to avoid retakes, I banned myself from social network sites and my blog. I'll tell you now, it wasn't easy. But I coped.

2) My birthday! At the start of February I turned the ripe old age of 18, and so being the drama queen I am, I took a whole week to dedicate to myself as my birthday week. Basically I spent the week eating and drinking shit, and doing whatever I wanted to do with a valuable excuse. It was fun.

3) College. Mmm, the lovely place it is. Recently I've been getting a lot of coursework along side deadlines and several books to read etc. All of which I don't mind, but would prefer to have a few days completely focusing on instead of dipping in and out.

That's about it really..3 excuses to excuse my month off blogging. I hope all 3 of my followers don't mind, I'm sure I wasn't greatly missed but I appreciate your follow so much that I felt I should tell you what's going on.

Cheers and gone!

X

Take it as it comes |

Today has been a day of deep thinking...Strange for me. If you know me well, and only a few do, you will know that I take things as they are. Which is why today was strange. A good strange though.

In a few weeks, I will reach the grand age of 18. Oooo. The much anticipated age which I have been so excited to hit for the past year whilst asking those a year older to buy me alcohol, and to sneak me into clubs. Yes, for the past year all I have wanted is to be a year old so that I can finally have the freedom which I so greatly desire. But with this, comes huge responsibly. Turning into an adult isn't a number, it's a change and maturity of your personality, and you don't just gain this over the night of your birthday (unfortunately for some). This year I will be moving out of my house, to a halls of residence where I will have to tend after myself, and actually try to cook a meal without burning it. Rather tasking for me.

Anyway, back on track. The excitement I once had, has turned into fear. I know, that once I reach that age, I won't get away with things so easily and that my actions are purely down to me, and me alone. No longer will I be able to point the finger at my parents and blame them. No longer will I be able to run to my dad when I get told off for buying the wrong train ticket. Because I will be old enough and ugly enough to care for myself...according to the law anyway.

Of course I'm excited to be able to go out for cocktails with my girl friends, and waste a load of money on scratch cards, I can even go and get married without my parents permission- whoop! Not that I will of course, for that I would need a boyfriend, which I don't have.

Whilst thinking about all of this today, it suddenly hit me. No matter how much I half want to turn 18, half want to legal stay as a child- it's going to happen. My birthday will come, whether I like it or not. And it's time to grow some balls and actually become mature and realise that yes, I will be an adult, meaning I need to look after myself. It's not like my parents are going anywhere, it's just a mental state I think everyone meets one day. The task is, trying to balance this out with being "fun", so not to turn into a boring old twat who has the mental age of a 60 year old women.

So, after all this I've come to the conclusion that because I can't stop my birthday from happening, Ishould  do what I usually do and take it as it comes. That way, I can't really go wrong, can I?

Return to college |

There is something extremely unsatisfying about college. Now, you would think that after 14 years of being in education that I would have gotten used to having an education. But the fact of the matter is, by love of learning has slowly deterred away from the passionate 4 year old school girl I once was. Dont get me wrong, I love writing and I love reading...it's just that on a day to basis, the only question running through my head, is 'why am I doing the same thing everyday?'

Lets start at the beginning (for that is a very good place to start). Primary school? Absolutely loved it. Couldn't get enough of it. Back then the most drama would be who would be bridesmaid at the year 4 wedding at lunchtime. Another bonus, some may say, was the fact that my father was my head teacher. Some people would hate this - But nuh uh, not me. "Mr.Daddy", as I would call him, was the constant barrier that stopped me getting into trouble with my teachers; it was great! I also got to hang out with the staff in the staff room, which I loved because I could scoop up the gossip when they had their morning coffee, which I could later relay to my friends in the playground for the small fee of £0.02. (Destined to be a journalist, right?)

Secondary school was my down fall. Actually, scrap that. The first two years were great - no exams, no stress, easy. The only thing that was on my mind was how quickly it would take me to get from my current classroom to the canteen to avoid the queues. And then came year 9. Dreaded year 9, where the government had scraped SATs but in typical style, my school decided it was "best" to make us sit them anyway. Thank you verrrrry much.

If I'm honest, I didn't really have a 'clique' at school, which is why I think it sucked. Don't get me wrong, I joined as many clubs as I could - Jazz band, hand bells, extra French tuition, dance group etc. All of which I dreaded the thought of but loved when I was there, which is the case for most of the things I do these days. Then came year 10 and 11 holding EXAMS firmly in its paws. Back then I didn't stress over exams; well, I reckon I got the gene from both my brothers which meant I showed I wasn't that bothered but deep down,  really cared.

After leaving school I was devastated. I know right? Just as soon as I leave the place, I morn over my loss of it and wish I could go back to the spoon fed lessons and corridors with strict rules about how to walk up and down them.

And now college. After swapping and changing subject about a million times (I am very indecisive, but when I want something- I go for it), I was happy with my subjects and sat my exams. I got my AS results when on holiday in St.Tropez (oooo), and was over the moon, and quite frankly, shocked with my grades. I made the promise to myself that I would try harder once I returned to the dreaded place in September..that promise lasted until my first day back of course.

It's not that I dont try hard, I do; as I said before, if I want something I will pursue it, its in my nature. Its just the day after day routine that grinds my gears. I like change and a mix up...both of which you cannot get when you are studying your A-levels.

So I have decided, that I will try and I will focus up until my exams, and once I go to University, I will experience all the change I like. Oh yes, I will be letting rip and unleashing all the amount of change I have wanted to experience over these 2 years at college..University? I hope you are ready for me.

New year's resolutions |

Every new year, I always manage to mock the tradition of creating new years resolutions by saying that "my resolution is to think of one for next year". However my friends, 2013 is the year of change. Oooh! Instead of laughing in the face of this tradition, which I usual do due in impeccable "Bea-style" as I hate the thought of failing, I thought I would give it a  whirl and see if it pushes me to strive for my goals - a win win if you think about it.

WATER. I cant get enough of the stuff...no really, I cant get enough. I most certainly do not drink the advised daily amount and the core reason why is just because I always forget. Forget to drink water? Stupid right. It's not that I dehydrate myself, I love tea - how very British of me, and I drink at least 8 mugs of the stuff everyday. After finding out that this does not count as the 2 liters of water I am meant to be indulging myself in, I had to reevaluate this life decision I made about fundamentally surviving on tea, and tea alone.
So my first resolution is to drink more water. From now on, I will be carting around a 2 liter plastic bottle everywhere I go, and slurping on it throughout the day (of course between the several mugs of tea I drink. And no, I will not stop drinking my tea).

DIARY. How very Anne Frank of me. My mum writes her life in her moleskin diary and because of this, is the most organised, controlling person I know (great, eh?). In order to become more organised, I too will be spending some dollah on a decent diary, so that I know what I should be doing, when I should be doing this. If you know me personally, you will most certainly know that I am late for everything. And I mean everything, in all aspects of my life. I am late every morning, for every lecture, to every meeting, for every Saturday shift at my work, for every coffee morning, for every shopping trip and for every piece of coursework or essay I hand in. I'm just a late person - and I hate late people. I'm not 100% sure how I've managed up until now to get away with being late for all these thing. Either I have very understanding peers or the fact that, as my father puts it, I have the gift of the gab. I can talk myself out of everything and anything. Any excuse, you name it, I've used it. But no more to those plentiful white lies I have told - I am going to get myself a diary and never be later for anything ever again (she says).

EXERCISE. A tricky topic for me, as I love it but i'm just so unfit. Don't get me wrong, i'm not obese with several heart conditions; I'm an average size 8-10 gal who has 10 years of dance training under her belt. That's right, I used to dance every single day of the week for 10 years before I threw in the towel because the commitment was driving me loony. I think its the fact that I went from this extreme exercise to absolute nothing, sit-on-my-ass all day phase that I became so unfit. The funny thing is I actually went to my doctor about a year ago because I thought I had breathing problems - truth is I am just unfit (cringe). I do love a good jog around my local area, but once I get started I cant stop. I will be running every day of the week and get obsessed with it before I eat a Terry's chocolate orange and think there's no point in carrying on anymore. And then I stop for a few weeks, and then I start again; alas the viscous circle continues. My next resolution is to going running twice, yes just twice, a week to help me transform into some sort of fitness goddess (a girl can only dream, right?).

So there are my resolutions. Only 3 because I am scared of failure...I'm even more scared now because I have written them on the internet and they will be here forever, to haunt me in July when i'm a dehydrated, fat shit who is late for everything.

Welcome!

If you are reading this it means you have stumbled across my little blog and for that, I love you! I thought I would start my very first blog post with small Q and A so you can start to get to know me, and why I have begin this journey into the blogging community...

1. Why have you creating your own blog?
I have been reading blogs for about 2 years now and have always wanted to get involved but have been a bit scared nobody will be interested in reading what I have to say. However, after creating a few draft blogs and not having the courage to post them, I finally have. I enjoy writing and want to share what I write, even if I only have a small number of readers; and today I had the thought, if something makes you happy, why not?

2. Who are you? 
My name is Bea and I live in the UK by the seaside in the South West. I like clothes, books and music - your average teenage girl I guess.

3. What is la vie de bea? 
This is my very own and personal blog where I will be writing articles on anything interesting in my life, anything involving fashion, art, beauty, books, music..basically anything that makes me go 'ooooo'.

I hope this little Q and A gives you an insight into what may be to come, please come back if this kind of thing sounds like your cup of tea!

Merccci,

Bea x