December passed me by in a bit of a flash. Aside from growing fat(ter) on Quality Streets and Dry Roasted Peanuts, Christmas got cancelled thanks to a sick baby. It sucked to be me, violins please!
One great thing to come out of that rotten old month was my discovery of Inglot!
Inglot Freedom Eyeshadow Palette – Thursday, December 31st, 2009
When I was in London earlier in the month I headed over to the huge Westfield to throw myself on the makeup.
I was itching to check out the Inglot store that I remembered hearing about on some forums when Westfield first opened. And here it is! (please excuse the mobile phone pics)
Check out the range of eyeshadows:
and nail polishes:
Not forgetting the lipsticks…
It’s like an explosion in a Skittles factory no?
Anyway… after that colour overload, I proceeded to choose myself a trio of eyeshadows to fill a small Pro Freedom Palette. I went for the safe option (I know, boring!)
But aren’t they beautiful?
They’re ultra pigmented… incredibly smooth and I’ve embarked on a full-on love affair with them.
I can’t remember exactly how much I paid (argh! – can anyone help me out?) I think it was around £14 for all 3 inc. the palette.
It’s called the Freedom System and you choose which shades you want the SA to put in.
The way I understood it is this…
You can choose from a Large Pro Palette (which hold the square shaped shadows, blushes and face powders – you can see the square shadows in my picture above).
You can choose from a Small Pro Palette which will hold the smaller eyeshadows (like mine), lipsticks and concealers etc…
Once you’ve chosen small or large… you can choose how many pans you want the palette to hold (I’m not sure of all the available choices).
You can also purchase items individually if you wish.
Hope that makes sense?!
The small shadows (to my eye) are the same size as MAC 26mm pans, but you get 1.8g of product in each pan compared to MAC’s 1.5g.
The range of colours is mind boggling, each with different finishes… I love me a bit of shimmer though!
I also bought a couple of lipsticks and will be back shortly with a post on those.
Have you tried Inglot? What say you?
I canvassed for opinions on these rather scary but fabulous looking talons…
Stiletto Nails… – Monday, December 14th, 2009
So um… Stiletto Nails…
Nails like this generally polarise opinion. I know some people genuinely feel repulsed by very long nails let alone pointy ones which leaves the rest of us clambering to book ourselves in with our nearest nail techs faster than it takes a lick of Seche Vite to dry.
Me? I’ve surprised myself by coming to the conclusion that I’m genuinely sat on the fence over this one.
I’m drawn to them as art… would I though? Probably not.
Ohhhh wait, I dunno though… Mr. L would shit his pants if I trundled into the bedroom rocking those tips. And that my lovelies, would make it *totally* worth it.
Finally, some fond memories from a rather wonderful night out…
Aussie Event – Girls Night Out – 3/12/2009 – Friday, December 11th, 2009
The third and final event for us lucky Aussie Angels (can I just keep calling myself that forever?) went off with a bang last Thursday night.
We were invited up to London to sample the capital’s nightlife. Mahiki played host for the evening and the venue didn’t disappoint. A tiki-esque hideout in the heart of Mayfair, Mahiki ticks all the right boxes.
My friend Vicky and I jumped on the train congratulating each other on how lightly we’d managed to pack for a night away… infact we were congratulating each other so vigorously talking so much that we very nearly got left on the platform.
Arriving in London with little time to spare, we headed straight for the Hilton at Kensington Olympia where Aussie had generously put us up for the night. I managed to check us in without getting escorted off the premises for being a pair of scruffy oiks and we settled into our room to get ready for the festivities ahead!
Despite best intentions, we still managed to be late. Vicky has always been the laid back one in our friendship. Me? Well I was running round in full-on mentalist mode, arms in the air like a certain white rabbit out of Alice in Wonderland with echoes of “late, late! we’re going to be late!” reverberating around the room.
“Relax”. says Vicky, “You are so uncool”. Like I need telling.
I felt a 100x better when we got on the tube at Olympia and met up with Hayles and Zoe who were also staying at the hotel and heading to the Aussie event. If you can’t avoid being late… find as many people as possible who are also late and hide behind them. It’s a philosophy I’m proud to call my own.
We were greeted at the club by a photographer (who I somehow managed to resist asking nerdy camera questions, I was *sorely* tempted to ask for some flash bouncing tips) and the lovely Emma from 1000heads.
We were lead downstairs into the cavernous depths of Mahiki and emerged blinking into a Polynesian paradise! I was given a little black box which when opened revealed some lovely makeup goodies, the inimitable Aussie 3 Minute Miracle and a handbag hanger (I’m a little uncultured and had to be told what the hell it was before I embarrassed everybody by trying to pick my nose with it or something.)
Then it was Mojito time!! Followed by Pina Colada time!! Washed down with a couple of Mahiki Mai Tais and topped off with a Tiki Dick’s Super Space Martini. By this time I’d forgotten how to pronounce my own name let alone the names of the cocktails. Needless to say, they were very yummy and each one more enticing than the last.
Highlights of the evening? Semi-naked waiter – oh so tacky, and I’m absolutely not going to admit to perving. (why have you put him down as a highlight then huh?) Close-up magician – superbly charming and very talented, too much fun! And treasure chests filled with an intoxicating mix of champagne, rum and a brandy and peach liqueur.
It was brilliant to be able to catch up with old friends and meet some friendly new faces too!
Alas, all good things must come to an end and as the night drew to a close the exertions of the day were catching up with me. I bid my friends (new and old) adieu and headed back to the hotel.
Waking up the next morning I wasn’t sure which hurt more, my head or my neck (crick)… here have a photo. If nothing else, it’s an advertisement for teetotalness.
The rest of the next day was spent shopping and mooching around town. But I’ll tell you more about that in another post!