Child

Have suddenly developed a renewed crush on Daniel Radcliffe! (Next line is said in a high pitched voice) would we call that paedophilia??? He is 20 now.

Actually maybe not....

t

Strippers, Graveyards and Disneyland

The Legend of Big Thunder Mountain

Blogworld....

Allow me to introduce you to the hero of our weekend, coming to a nightmare near you, the one and hopefully only JASON. (Incidentally, those are our jazz hands behind him.)

Un...real.

Mes Vacances Sexy

In the words of Julie Andrews, these are a few of my favourite things...

Picking our jaws up off the floor of Crazy Horse, both of us falling in major lust with Dita and marvelling at the disappearing G-string trick executed by a flawless hottie gyrating on a spinning disc surrounded by lasers. Had to be seen to be believed. Despite the amazing show put on by Miss Von Teese and the Crazy Horse girls, the biggest cheer of the night went to two lads who happened to be a hilarious pair of tap dancing identical twins.

Following a treasure map of Père-Lachaise on a drizzly Saturday morning and only finding Jim when we noticed a crowd of fifteen or so Americans all gathered taking photos in the one spot. Said hi to Oscar, Edith, Sarah Bernhardt, Victor Noir and the doomed lovers along our pirate trail, and loved the fact that the Bear enjoyed traipsing around this graveyard as much as I did.

Forgoing the fact that we were in a food capital, and drunkenly scoffing KFC in our tiny but gorgeous hotel room after spending the evening getting shitfaced watching the rugby match in a Scottish pub that charged €7 for a pint bottle of cider. Robbers.

Racing around Disneyland like children full of Haribo, stuffing ourselves with foot-long hotdogs and legging it straight afterwards to a ride that entailed a 200ft freefall drop. Giggling insanely at the photo taken of us on Big Thunder Mountain, as it appeared that a motionless serial killer was sitting in front of us the entire way. We named him Jason.

Packing all the cheesy photo opportunities we could manage into the last day and ducking out of the rain by drinking gin and tonic out of an Orangina bottle in a cinema on the Champs-Elyseés.

Magic. Cúpla photos tomorrow, I promise.

BAFTA's cont.

When i was looking through the bafta website there a while ago i came upon these gorgeous images from past ceremonies have a look for yerselfs here.

I'm not sure who took them but i think they are class!!

Bafta's '09

So the BAFTA's were on last night and there wasn't a whole lot of fancy dresses. A lot of people opted for save options. Yes Kate Winslet even though I did like your guna, you could try and shake it up a bit for change. Anyhu I picked out a few people who I thought looked fab on the night even though they were prob freezing. But to quote a pharse I heard on the radio the other day "fashion feels no pain, da'lin"

Shazzer looked well in her I think it was Valentino (too lazy to look it up) guna. The red and blonde hair always look really sexy together.

Ferne brought a bit of rock and roll to the red carpet.

Hermione Granger, there always nice to get out the school uniform i suppose. Seriously though she looked very pretty last nice. 

Really like the pattern on Marrisa's guna thought she looked really sexy in this little number!

 

t.

fashion bloggers brunch.....mmmmm

On Saturday morning i braved the cold weather and the slippy roads to head into the 7th fashion bloggers brunch and my second. I was on my tod as herself was off looking for a grave in Paris. The venue was the clarence (you know bono's hotel). It was fabulous as usual and big thank you to Annemarie from iblogfashion for the invite again. I unfortunately had to leave early as my gruaig was starting to look like a blonde afro and an emergency chop was indeed called for! 

Check out the brekkie!! I wasn't really sure where to start first so i started with the egg as you do!

Just some of the goodies in the goodie bag recieved from clarins, I'm loving my new eye shadow pallete! For pics head over to iblogfashion .

thanks again, cheered me up when i needed a boost!

t,x. 

Paris in the Springtime

I've been completely useless in work all day, obsessively checking weather forecasts for the next four days, ignoring ones that tell me it's going to rain and carrying on searching till I find a more optimistic outlook. I've been Googling the bejaysus out of Père-Lachaise Cemetery, and squeaked with excitement when I found out that it's actually quite close to the hotel. So I'm on a mission to locate Oscar Wilde, Jim Morrisson, Edith Piaf, Abelard and Heloise and maybe Proust and Chopin too for the hell of it. I've got my outfit for Dita Au Crazy tomorrow night all planned, we'll be watching the Ireland v France match in a random pub on Saturday, I'm introducing the Bear to rollercoasters in Disneyland on Sunday and it's going to be a million kinds of fun. Tick tock work o' clock, needless to say, today feels like the longest day ever, I just hope the weekend won't fly too much! Wheee!

Bargains

On a recent  trip into town to buy tights i also just happened upon a few more pieces for the wardrobe! I picked up a this short tuxedo jacket from topshop. I'm not sure of the original price but it had a sale tag on it that said €35 but at the till it was €22!! (that's not me in the pic btw) 

I also went into Office and saw these beauts staring up at me. I had spotted them on the lovely Arsheen from Fashion Filosophy at the last fashion brunch and then when i saw them with the price tag of €22 down from €80, sure i couldn't leave them behind!!

Result!!

(oh yea and i didn't get the tights in the end! typical the thing I wanted!)

Stoned

So i've noticed of late a certain trend, that i think we can all be accused of wearing at some point in our lives. Well during the 80's and early 90's any way. Looks like stone wash are coming back and i have to admit i kinda like it!

I'm also loving the boots. topshop

t

To err is human, to ARR is pirate.

At the weekend I found myself drinking rum on the stairs of the house party with a cardboard parrot called Basil velcroed to my shoulder as I attempted to sing this with my fellow pirate and boyfriend, for want of a sea shanty.

His housemate chose the ninja route for the shindig. Her name for the night?

Carbon Monoxide. The silent killer.

Legend.

Spot the TCup

The lovely Miss TCup features in this video for the Jameson Film Festival, but which one IS she? Answers on a postcard!

Clue: Her favourite filum gets two mentions.

Video pilfered from Señor Doyle who also features.