A woman's relationship with her mascara is deep and it is real!! When I was doing a major clean out of all my 'stuff' recently, I realised I had the most RIDICULOUS amount of mascaras! When I say ridiculous, imagine what you consider ridiculous and then triple it!!! Long, extra long, lush, luscious, ultra black,false eyelash effect, you name it I've tried it. Expensive brands, middle of the range brands and cheap....I'VE tried it! This celebrity or that celebrity won't leave home without her....BELIEVE ME I'VE TRIED IT!!!!
Even the women I know who wear no to minimal makeup, say they would never leave home without a coat of mascara.
I've bought the ones that lengthen, the ones that thicken and the ones that claim to do both! I've tried the ones that first coat your eyelashes with some kind of rubbery white substance and then overcoat your lashes in black. OVERCOAT?TOPCOAT, what, am I getting ready to go out or painting a room!!!
Fact:no mascara makes your lashes look like false eyelashes. Fact: only false eye lashes make your lashes look like fake eye lashes!
I have been blessed/cursed with long lashes that are super straight, with what appears to be blonde tips. I inherited them from my dad! My mum, on the other hand never wears mascara (she can't due to an umbrella accident that knocked her tear duct out causing it to constantly tear up)and she has amazing, curly black lashes!
Every mascara advertisement on T.V makes me want to go out and buy that mascara. Even though every fibre of my being tells me that the girls in the commercials are wearing falsies!
I laughed at myself the other day when I combined two from my collection, one that promised extra long lashes and one that promised thick, full lashes. The perfect combination right?!!!You'd think!
On the very very few occasions I have decided to wear false lashes I have had to set aside an extra half hour of 'get ready' time just to successfully apply them. When I go out with falsies on I spend the whole night in fear that that I look down and find me drink blinking at me (after losing a lash)!!
It has been a long and frivolous search. If only I could put as much effort into finding the perfect man as I do searching for the perfect mascara, even with the knowledge, deep down, that neither of the two exist!
Anyway I saw an advertisement tonight for a new mascara that is actually called 'false lash effect', I suspect it will be added to my collection by he end of the week!!!
until next time,
the last single 34yr old!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
A bit Blah!
Well, it has been AGES since I last updated my blog. I guess I've been super busy with work but to be honest, I've also been feeling a bit...well, a bit BLAH!
Blah, is really the only way to describe it! So I've been putting off writing because I didn't want to sound depressed or anything because I'm not, just blah!
Funnily enough quite a few people that I have been talking to, have been feeling the same way. Interestingly enough, these people are mostly single!
I ran into a friend of mine the other day and when I asked him how he was feeling, he said he was feeling 'pretty flat'. I didn't want to tell him that I was feeling the same. When he went into his reasons for not feeling great I really felt for him but then it got me thinking.
Being single isn't always as easy as the people who are married or with kids (or both) seem to think. I actually had a married friend say 'it makes me laugh when you single people say you are busy or stressed when you have no idea what being busy or stressed means'! I actually took great offense to this as I thought to myself that everything is relative in your own life. I understand the stress that must be involved in having children and partners, I think most people do. I do however, find that married people don't understand the stress of being single (and in your mid to late thirties).
Sometimes you feel completely left behind. It is like everyone has moved ahead and you are still standing still. I turn 35 in a couple of months and despite all the things I have done in the last 5 years, I find myself EXACTLY, on paper, where I was when I turned 30! Now that is a scary realisation! Although emotionally and mentally I've learnt a lot, the stats and circumstances remain exactly the same!
I was talking to another single friend a couple of weeks ago and we were talking about how people are always automatically saying to us that 'the right man will come along soon' and 'when you have kids....'! We were both saying that we feel like saying 'you know what, that stuff may not actually happen for me'! but then people look at that as giving up or being negative. We both agreed that it isn't being negative it is being realistic. At what point do you give up on those things? At what point do you say 'OK those things may not happen for me, so what other things can I focus on?'.
This is an insanely difficult conversation that you have with yourself but a very necessary one.
I find being a single guy may be a little easier than being a single gal (just slightly). Firstly, as the female who actually gets pregnant, there is always the constant reminder of the tick tock of that body clock! Guys don't have that! Also, married men still like to go out with their single friends every now and then to pubs, bars etc. either as support or as a little escape from the kids and stuff. Married women tend to do this less and prefer lunches and coffees. While lunches and coffees are fantastic they don't get the single women away from their televisions on a Saturday night!
But I also know that being a single guy in their mid to late thirties (and older)would be difficult because all of a sudden all the girls out there are only 19 -24 and although they are good to watch and admire, the age gap keeps getting bigger and bigger.
I think all of this thinking has come with the fact that I am turning 35 this year. And although I don't dwell on my situation MOST of the time it does concern me every now and then. Of course I never mention that every time someone says 'just wait until you have kids' sometimes feels like they have taken a knife and stabbed it 58 times into my gut!! Because hey, no one wants to hear that.
I also never mention that when someone says 'why haven't you got a man in your life?'I actually want to say 'I don't know, why don't you tell me?!' because no one would ever want to answer that. The easy answer for that is 'you must be too fussy'! but to me that is not an answer. I want to hear honesty, things like 'well you have put on a couple of extra kilos', or 'don't wear those jeans they look disgusting' or 'you look like a drag queen in that make up' or 'you come off really arrogant and as if you really love yourself' or 'you sound like an idiot when you say stuff like that'! All these things would help, I've never been scared of honesty because to me it is how we learn and change.
While not depressed, I think these are the things that have been on my mind lately and making me feel that little bit blah. And for the record I don't begrudge my friends any of what they have, I have always been completely and genuinely happy and excited for them with their relationships and their children, it is just that sometimes, just sometimes I wouldn't mind a little bit of that for me too!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
Blah, is really the only way to describe it! So I've been putting off writing because I didn't want to sound depressed or anything because I'm not, just blah!
Funnily enough quite a few people that I have been talking to, have been feeling the same way. Interestingly enough, these people are mostly single!
I ran into a friend of mine the other day and when I asked him how he was feeling, he said he was feeling 'pretty flat'. I didn't want to tell him that I was feeling the same. When he went into his reasons for not feeling great I really felt for him but then it got me thinking.
Being single isn't always as easy as the people who are married or with kids (or both) seem to think. I actually had a married friend say 'it makes me laugh when you single people say you are busy or stressed when you have no idea what being busy or stressed means'! I actually took great offense to this as I thought to myself that everything is relative in your own life. I understand the stress that must be involved in having children and partners, I think most people do. I do however, find that married people don't understand the stress of being single (and in your mid to late thirties).
Sometimes you feel completely left behind. It is like everyone has moved ahead and you are still standing still. I turn 35 in a couple of months and despite all the things I have done in the last 5 years, I find myself EXACTLY, on paper, where I was when I turned 30! Now that is a scary realisation! Although emotionally and mentally I've learnt a lot, the stats and circumstances remain exactly the same!
I was talking to another single friend a couple of weeks ago and we were talking about how people are always automatically saying to us that 'the right man will come along soon' and 'when you have kids....'! We were both saying that we feel like saying 'you know what, that stuff may not actually happen for me'! but then people look at that as giving up or being negative. We both agreed that it isn't being negative it is being realistic. At what point do you give up on those things? At what point do you say 'OK those things may not happen for me, so what other things can I focus on?'.
This is an insanely difficult conversation that you have with yourself but a very necessary one.
I find being a single guy may be a little easier than being a single gal (just slightly). Firstly, as the female who actually gets pregnant, there is always the constant reminder of the tick tock of that body clock! Guys don't have that! Also, married men still like to go out with their single friends every now and then to pubs, bars etc. either as support or as a little escape from the kids and stuff. Married women tend to do this less and prefer lunches and coffees. While lunches and coffees are fantastic they don't get the single women away from their televisions on a Saturday night!
But I also know that being a single guy in their mid to late thirties (and older)would be difficult because all of a sudden all the girls out there are only 19 -24 and although they are good to watch and admire, the age gap keeps getting bigger and bigger.
I think all of this thinking has come with the fact that I am turning 35 this year. And although I don't dwell on my situation MOST of the time it does concern me every now and then. Of course I never mention that every time someone says 'just wait until you have kids' sometimes feels like they have taken a knife and stabbed it 58 times into my gut!! Because hey, no one wants to hear that.
I also never mention that when someone says 'why haven't you got a man in your life?'I actually want to say 'I don't know, why don't you tell me?!' because no one would ever want to answer that. The easy answer for that is 'you must be too fussy'! but to me that is not an answer. I want to hear honesty, things like 'well you have put on a couple of extra kilos', or 'don't wear those jeans they look disgusting' or 'you look like a drag queen in that make up' or 'you come off really arrogant and as if you really love yourself' or 'you sound like an idiot when you say stuff like that'! All these things would help, I've never been scared of honesty because to me it is how we learn and change.
While not depressed, I think these are the things that have been on my mind lately and making me feel that little bit blah. And for the record I don't begrudge my friends any of what they have, I have always been completely and genuinely happy and excited for them with their relationships and their children, it is just that sometimes, just sometimes I wouldn't mind a little bit of that for me too!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
Friday, May 21, 2010
The way life goes.....
I was thinking this week (just in a general way, not in a depressing way at all!) and I was thinking about how funny it is where life takes us. I've said before that I always love the quote from John Lennon's lyrics 'life is what happens to us when you are busy making other plans'.
There are some things we wish for and some things we just do. There are some things other people presume about us and other things we just do. There are things that are expected of us (from ourselves and the people around us) and the things we just do!
As a child of the age of six I can remember thinking that school wasn't for me! I can remember lying on the floor of my parents lounge room looking at the imprinted triangles in their ceiling (yes we are European and my parents house was built in the seventies so there was/is a pattern imprinted into the ceiling) listening to records (YES, records, they were what we listened to before CDs, there was no Itunes back then!!) and wishing to be 17 and out of school. Most kids love school, but I wanted my freedom, my Independence, from such a young age, I already recognised that I was a little different.
I had such a different upbringing from my brother and sisters. With such a huge gap between me and my siblings, I had the best of both worlds. In some ways I was raised as an only child and in other ways I was raised with so many people trying to play the role of my parents. My dad was the provider who went out early every day to earn a living to provide for his family. My mum had quality time to spend with me because all the rest of her children were at school or university. She taught me to read and write earlier than most and the games, oh the games! Mum had so much time to play with me that I really didn't know how good I had it, and the dancing, oh the dancing!!! Mum and I used to dance together like crazy people! (these are memories I cherish). Every Thursday night Dad and I used to go to Morley shopping centre (before it was the Galleria) and buy lotto and scratch instant lottery scratchies together. We would wander around window shopping together. Sometimes on Saturday mornings(back when the shops closed at 1pm on a Saturday) we would go into the city on the bus together and wander around and then get doughnuts from Boans (yes pre Myer!!!)I really had the life. These moments will stay with me forever! I was blessed!
I was always a very independent person. When I was 8 I used to hang out at my next door neighbour's house while her parents were at work. We were two 8 year old girls with total reign over her house, free to do whatever we wanted. It was never questioned, we just assumed it was o.k. We would go to the park and the shops whenever we wanted (usually on roller skates). We watched Grease, Grease2 and Xanadu almost every single day! We had the life.
When I was 16/17 I never felt the need to lie about going to bars where I needed to be 18, I told my parents. My siblings called me a spoilt brat (they still do!)! I was just honest (about most things) and I felt no need to lie. Of course I kept secrets, all teenagers do, but I was so independent that I never felt the need to ask permission. When I was 15 (1990) I set a date to go to England in November 1996 ( when I was 19)I never told anyone about this goal. In November 1996 went to England for nearly a year!
I'm still independent! I always have been. I find other people's opinions interesting. I find it interesting that people are so concerned that I am a 34 year old single women. People became so concerned that I actually started to question myself!I don't do that any more. In the last 3 years Ive learnt more about myself than I have in my whole lifetime! I find it interesting to note that (some) people fail to see how truly blessed I am. I have a strong family and amazing friends. I find it interesting that people can question me so much that sometimes I question myself! I find it interesting that people like to remind me of what I don't have, (a husband and children) when I feel completely blessed for what I do have.
It took me a long time to get here! I don't know what the future holds for me, no one does. Of course children and a partner would be nice but if it doesn't happen, is it really such a tragedy?! I'm not the kind of person who pins all her hopes on one thing, I never have been.
I've learnt so much in the last 3 years. I've learnt not to hope, not to dream, not to wish! I've learnt to live for today and to block out the negativity. I've learnt that this is where life has taken me and I can either live my life or hope for something else. I choose to live my life, why wouldn't I? I'm blessed, and this is where life has taken me.....it really isn't as bad as people make out!!! Honestly!!!
Until next time,
the last single 34 yr old woman
There are some things we wish for and some things we just do. There are some things other people presume about us and other things we just do. There are things that are expected of us (from ourselves and the people around us) and the things we just do!
As a child of the age of six I can remember thinking that school wasn't for me! I can remember lying on the floor of my parents lounge room looking at the imprinted triangles in their ceiling (yes we are European and my parents house was built in the seventies so there was/is a pattern imprinted into the ceiling) listening to records (YES, records, they were what we listened to before CDs, there was no Itunes back then!!) and wishing to be 17 and out of school. Most kids love school, but I wanted my freedom, my Independence, from such a young age, I already recognised that I was a little different.
I had such a different upbringing from my brother and sisters. With such a huge gap between me and my siblings, I had the best of both worlds. In some ways I was raised as an only child and in other ways I was raised with so many people trying to play the role of my parents. My dad was the provider who went out early every day to earn a living to provide for his family. My mum had quality time to spend with me because all the rest of her children were at school or university. She taught me to read and write earlier than most and the games, oh the games! Mum had so much time to play with me that I really didn't know how good I had it, and the dancing, oh the dancing!!! Mum and I used to dance together like crazy people! (these are memories I cherish). Every Thursday night Dad and I used to go to Morley shopping centre (before it was the Galleria) and buy lotto and scratch instant lottery scratchies together. We would wander around window shopping together. Sometimes on Saturday mornings(back when the shops closed at 1pm on a Saturday) we would go into the city on the bus together and wander around and then get doughnuts from Boans (yes pre Myer!!!)I really had the life. These moments will stay with me forever! I was blessed!
I was always a very independent person. When I was 8 I used to hang out at my next door neighbour's house while her parents were at work. We were two 8 year old girls with total reign over her house, free to do whatever we wanted. It was never questioned, we just assumed it was o.k. We would go to the park and the shops whenever we wanted (usually on roller skates). We watched Grease, Grease2 and Xanadu almost every single day! We had the life.
When I was 16/17 I never felt the need to lie about going to bars where I needed to be 18, I told my parents. My siblings called me a spoilt brat (they still do!)! I was just honest (about most things) and I felt no need to lie. Of course I kept secrets, all teenagers do, but I was so independent that I never felt the need to ask permission. When I was 15 (1990) I set a date to go to England in November 1996 ( when I was 19)I never told anyone about this goal. In November 1996 went to England for nearly a year!
I'm still independent! I always have been. I find other people's opinions interesting. I find it interesting that people are so concerned that I am a 34 year old single women. People became so concerned that I actually started to question myself!I don't do that any more. In the last 3 years Ive learnt more about myself than I have in my whole lifetime! I find it interesting to note that (some) people fail to see how truly blessed I am. I have a strong family and amazing friends. I find it interesting that people can question me so much that sometimes I question myself! I find it interesting that people like to remind me of what I don't have, (a husband and children) when I feel completely blessed for what I do have.
It took me a long time to get here! I don't know what the future holds for me, no one does. Of course children and a partner would be nice but if it doesn't happen, is it really such a tragedy?! I'm not the kind of person who pins all her hopes on one thing, I never have been.
I've learnt so much in the last 3 years. I've learnt not to hope, not to dream, not to wish! I've learnt to live for today and to block out the negativity. I've learnt that this is where life has taken me and I can either live my life or hope for something else. I choose to live my life, why wouldn't I? I'm blessed, and this is where life has taken me.....it really isn't as bad as people make out!!! Honestly!!!
Until next time,
the last single 34 yr old woman
Monday, May 10, 2010
In Memoriam-a bit left of centre
On May 10th 2007 a married couple, who enjoyed their time with each other after retirement, decided to go for a ride together on their motorbike. This was something they did often, but probably not as much as they liked to. Winter was approaching fast and there were very few 'fine' expected days left. The forecast said there would be rain for the next few days so this particular couple decided to go out on the bike on this day because it was possibly the last sunny, no rain day for a while.
They had no idea that this would be their last ride together. They had no idea that a man in his early twenties would be driving fast. Too fast, way above the speed limit! They had no idea that this guy would fail to slow down, even after being flashed on a speed radar. They had no idea that this guy would be going way to fast to be able to stop when he saw a motor bike with two people on it. They had no idea that this moment on their bike would be their last moments together, in this world.
This couple were both killed by a speeding driver who was simply going too fast to stop.
This couple had no idea they would have their lives cut too short on the bridge almost directly above where they had first met so, so many years before.
On May 10th 2007 a 33 year old man was driving his truck/pick up type vehicle back to his work when he suddenly saw his father's motorbike on the other side of the road. The young man stopped and went over to see what was going on. He saw his father lying on the road and went straight to him. He removed his father's helmet and was with him while he drew his last breath. He then looked for his mother, she was nowhere to be seen. Then through the shouting of a fellow motorist,(the speeding driver) he realised his mother had been trapped beneath the car.
He ran across the road jumped into his vehicle and drove it across the road to where the motorbike had been attached to a car. He used his truck/pick up to lift the car and free his mother. She had been dragged face down over 200 metres, she didn't survive (obviously). What that young man saw that day, no one should ever be allowed to see. An image that will no doubt haunt him for the rest of his life.
This blog is written (in respect) In memoriam of Uncle Gerald and Aunty Yoke, who were taken way too soon!
And yes, to say that speed, does in fact kill.
Take care on the roads!
The other point is, be thankful for the life you have and the people you have around you, I am, every single day!!!
Until next time,
the last single 34 yr old woman
They had no idea that this would be their last ride together. They had no idea that a man in his early twenties would be driving fast. Too fast, way above the speed limit! They had no idea that this guy would fail to slow down, even after being flashed on a speed radar. They had no idea that this guy would be going way to fast to be able to stop when he saw a motor bike with two people on it. They had no idea that this moment on their bike would be their last moments together, in this world.
This couple were both killed by a speeding driver who was simply going too fast to stop.
This couple had no idea they would have their lives cut too short on the bridge almost directly above where they had first met so, so many years before.
On May 10th 2007 a 33 year old man was driving his truck/pick up type vehicle back to his work when he suddenly saw his father's motorbike on the other side of the road. The young man stopped and went over to see what was going on. He saw his father lying on the road and went straight to him. He removed his father's helmet and was with him while he drew his last breath. He then looked for his mother, she was nowhere to be seen. Then through the shouting of a fellow motorist,(the speeding driver) he realised his mother had been trapped beneath the car.
He ran across the road jumped into his vehicle and drove it across the road to where the motorbike had been attached to a car. He used his truck/pick up to lift the car and free his mother. She had been dragged face down over 200 metres, she didn't survive (obviously). What that young man saw that day, no one should ever be allowed to see. An image that will no doubt haunt him for the rest of his life.
This blog is written (in respect) In memoriam of Uncle Gerald and Aunty Yoke, who were taken way too soon!
And yes, to say that speed, does in fact kill.
Take care on the roads!
The other point is, be thankful for the life you have and the people you have around you, I am, every single day!!!
Until next time,
the last single 34 yr old woman
Sunday, March 28, 2010
What is SEXY?
Sometimes I find it interesting to sit back and observe people. Lately I've been taking notice of the interactions between men and women and physical attractions between them. I went out the other night with three other girls, all of who are very attractive. I've been friends with one of them for a long time and it always fascinates me to watch how guys react to her. She epitomises all that is stunning, long blonde hair, amazing body and fantastic smile. Guys stop and stare. It is so amusing to me when she walks through a crowd of people (men and women) and they part like the Red sea, just to stop and stare at her. She is oblivious to it! She is stunning both on the inside and outside, and it absolutely resonates from her.
I have quite a few friends like this, girls that create quite a stir when they enter a room. I love it! It is so interesting to see men turn to jelly at the mere sight of an attractive woman.
On the other hand, I find it even more interesting to be hanging out with guys when a girl they find attractive walks past. Most of the men I know are so obvious about staring at girls that I almost get embarrassed. One thing I have noticed is that it doesn't take much to make a guy look at a female. When I was younger, it was all about 'boobs' (this is the least offensive slang word for breasts that I could come up with) and cleavage. Now I'm noticing it is more about legs! Guys seem to love a short skirt with a high heels. (for the record, I'm a jeans girl, although I would love to be a skirt girl). I totally get the skirt thing, I think there is nothing sexier than a great pair of legs in a short skirt and some sensational heels!
One thing I have noticed with some guys (I say 'some' because I know guys who are a lot fussier)is that it doesn't really matter what kind of legs are wearing the skirt. I have been hanging out with guys who are going ga ga over girls wearing short skirts with legs that don't fit society's view (and probably my view) of great legs. I've noticed that girls in their early twenties are a lot more confident wearing shorter skirts, no matter what size they are, they still get the looks from the guys. When I've questioned the whole attraction to the skirts and the bare legs, I have been told that it is all about 'the possibility of easy access' (no explanation required!)!
Sexy is definitely an overall look! I've seen girls that I think are stunning but my male friends have simply said, 'yeh she is cute'! There is such a huge difference between cute and sexy. I think cute, can become sexy, but that comes with a guy actually getting to know a 'cute' girl.
I always remember a couple of years ago when a group of us were talking about how beautiful a model we knew was. All us girls were banging on about how stunning she was and when they asked one of the guys what he thought, his reply was 'nah she is too skinny'! The girls all accepted this as reasonable but when I got the guy alone I said 'c'mon are you really telling me you don't think she is attractive, you really think she is too skinny?'. His reply to me was 'no I think she is hot'! I find it interesting that his knee jerk reaction was to say she was too skinny because he knew that is what all other females like to hear!
Girls are funny creatures, with our make up, our waxing, our fake tans our clothes and our lingerie! Who are we really doing all this for? Not too long ago, one of my friends was wearing an absolutely stunning dress but it was below the knee and showed no cleavage. She looked sensational! When I commented on the dress she said, 'Yeh I'm dressing for the girls and not the boys tonight'! She later told me that not one guy commented on her outfit that night! (believe me she normally gets many comments!)Aren't men funny creatures?! I thought it was very sexy! When talking about this topic the other night with a different girlfriend, she said she always used to only dress for the guys. I never knew there was a difference (maybe why I'm still single-I say that tongue in cheek!)!!I've always dressed the way I like, but I know I definitely get comments on some things and no comments on other things I wear! I think it is great that women can be so in tune with stuff like this.
My mum has killer legs, she always has had (except for her varicose veins that she has had removed). In the sixties, she wore short skirts and looked HOT!!! Now she wears knee length skirts, but she still has the legs (unfortunately the only part of my mum's legs I inherited were the veins and blood clots, instead I got my Dad's short 'soccer legs'!). My Grandmother, also had great legs, and was still wearing heels at age 90!!!! I don't think she was wearing them to impress the men! I think we dress differently for different occassions but of course, we always have to feel great about what we are wearing.
I love fashion, as I've said before, i don't know how to dress for men, only for me but I do have to admit I would love to pull off the whole sexy thing although don't think it would really work for me (which is totally fine, I know I've got great fashion sense in my favour-at the risk of sounding arrogant). In the meantime I will continue to be amused by the men that turn into speechless fools at the sight of a sexy gal in a skirt! I love it and I think more power to the women who can do it, I think it is fabulous!!!!One of the sexiest things to see is when a girl can walk into a room and totally own it! Very impressive!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman
I have quite a few friends like this, girls that create quite a stir when they enter a room. I love it! It is so interesting to see men turn to jelly at the mere sight of an attractive woman.
On the other hand, I find it even more interesting to be hanging out with guys when a girl they find attractive walks past. Most of the men I know are so obvious about staring at girls that I almost get embarrassed. One thing I have noticed is that it doesn't take much to make a guy look at a female. When I was younger, it was all about 'boobs' (this is the least offensive slang word for breasts that I could come up with) and cleavage. Now I'm noticing it is more about legs! Guys seem to love a short skirt with a high heels. (for the record, I'm a jeans girl, although I would love to be a skirt girl). I totally get the skirt thing, I think there is nothing sexier than a great pair of legs in a short skirt and some sensational heels!
One thing I have noticed with some guys (I say 'some' because I know guys who are a lot fussier)is that it doesn't really matter what kind of legs are wearing the skirt. I have been hanging out with guys who are going ga ga over girls wearing short skirts with legs that don't fit society's view (and probably my view) of great legs. I've noticed that girls in their early twenties are a lot more confident wearing shorter skirts, no matter what size they are, they still get the looks from the guys. When I've questioned the whole attraction to the skirts and the bare legs, I have been told that it is all about 'the possibility of easy access' (no explanation required!)!
Sexy is definitely an overall look! I've seen girls that I think are stunning but my male friends have simply said, 'yeh she is cute'! There is such a huge difference between cute and sexy. I think cute, can become sexy, but that comes with a guy actually getting to know a 'cute' girl.
I always remember a couple of years ago when a group of us were talking about how beautiful a model we knew was. All us girls were banging on about how stunning she was and when they asked one of the guys what he thought, his reply was 'nah she is too skinny'! The girls all accepted this as reasonable but when I got the guy alone I said 'c'mon are you really telling me you don't think she is attractive, you really think she is too skinny?'. His reply to me was 'no I think she is hot'! I find it interesting that his knee jerk reaction was to say she was too skinny because he knew that is what all other females like to hear!
Girls are funny creatures, with our make up, our waxing, our fake tans our clothes and our lingerie! Who are we really doing all this for? Not too long ago, one of my friends was wearing an absolutely stunning dress but it was below the knee and showed no cleavage. She looked sensational! When I commented on the dress she said, 'Yeh I'm dressing for the girls and not the boys tonight'! She later told me that not one guy commented on her outfit that night! (believe me she normally gets many comments!)Aren't men funny creatures?! I thought it was very sexy! When talking about this topic the other night with a different girlfriend, she said she always used to only dress for the guys. I never knew there was a difference (maybe why I'm still single-I say that tongue in cheek!)!!I've always dressed the way I like, but I know I definitely get comments on some things and no comments on other things I wear! I think it is great that women can be so in tune with stuff like this.
My mum has killer legs, she always has had (except for her varicose veins that she has had removed). In the sixties, she wore short skirts and looked HOT!!! Now she wears knee length skirts, but she still has the legs (unfortunately the only part of my mum's legs I inherited were the veins and blood clots, instead I got my Dad's short 'soccer legs'!). My Grandmother, also had great legs, and was still wearing heels at age 90!!!! I don't think she was wearing them to impress the men! I think we dress differently for different occassions but of course, we always have to feel great about what we are wearing.
I love fashion, as I've said before, i don't know how to dress for men, only for me but I do have to admit I would love to pull off the whole sexy thing although don't think it would really work for me (which is totally fine, I know I've got great fashion sense in my favour-at the risk of sounding arrogant). In the meantime I will continue to be amused by the men that turn into speechless fools at the sight of a sexy gal in a skirt! I love it and I think more power to the women who can do it, I think it is fabulous!!!!One of the sexiest things to see is when a girl can walk into a room and totally own it! Very impressive!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Age is just a number!
Last week was my Mum's 70th Birthday. 70! SEVENTY!! I can't even imagine that my Mum is 70! As I ran around taking photos of Mum with her husband, with her children and grand children, with her remaining brothers and with her nieces and nephews I was thinking to myself that she really must have been doing some serious re capping of her own life. I thought about how she must think back and look at all she created (and looking at all of my gorgeous nieces and nephews, she has passed on some seriously good genes)in amazement. In fact, both of my parents must do that. It then got me thinking about age.
Mum always told me that she was so upset when she turned 30, that she actually mourned leaving her 20s. 30 never bothered me but surprisingly, I was upset about turning 31, go figure!
When I was 13 I remember thinking one of my sisters was so old for turning 24. That was absolutely ancient to me, this year one of my nieces is turning 24 which makes me feel ancient!
Actually, I don't feel 34 (whatever 34 is supposed to feel like)and my friend's ages vary so much that in my mind we are all just the same age. Plus, I think all of my friends look FABULOUS for their age.
I love all the creams, lotions and potions that are designed to make us look younger. (Let me tell you, late at night, that Cindy Crawford one looks amazing! But only because Cindy Crawford looks amazing. It is funny that when I'm watching those ads when I'm really tired, I get so tempted to buy those things!)
I saw an advertisement today for something that fills in the lines on your face temporarily! It actually goes onto your wrinkles and fills them so your makeup goes onto a completely smooth surface, sort of like poly filler for your face! Seriously, is this what we are doing now?! All of that stuff is just too much fuss for me (except for a simple moisturiser) I personally think that laughing keeps you young. If you laugh lots and enjoy life, the youthfulness you feel just shines out of you.
Every time two of my good friends (a married couple) see my mum she always has to tell me how young they look. I KNOW THEY DO!!!The wife has skin that makes her look at least ten years younger than her age, I know she eats healthy most of the time and doesn't wear too much make up and has a good moisturising routine and she has definitely been rewarded for it. The husband, on the other hand, has a very strict diet of coffee (lots of it), scotch and cigarettes (although he does eat reasonably healthy) and he too manages to look A LOT younger than his age.
So maybe looking good for your age is a combination of good genetics and a good state of mind!
I went out with friends the other night and we went to a couple of different bars. One was full of young 'posers'! They were dancing, but not really dancing if you know what I mean. Everyone there was younger than we were, which doesn't bother me at all. The posing part did bother me though. No one looked like they were enjoying themselves, they were putting so much effort into posing and pouting that it just seemed so tedious to me.
The next bar we went to was an older crowd, generally they were older than me although there was quite a few 'cougar' couples there. I'm not loving the term 'Cougar' but I know everyone knows what I mean when I say it.
The next bar (calling it a bar probably makes it sound a bit classier than it is) was full of a real mixture of ages. I would say the range was 17 to about 42. That is always such an interesting age range to watch. The older guys are checking out the 17 year olds, the older females (when I say older I mean my age and above!) are checking out the younger guys. All the girls are checking out the boys in the band (age rules are null and void if you are in a band!) And then there are the REALLY drunk people who are hooking up with absolutely anyone and age doesn't even factor into that equation(the term 'beer goggles' comes to mind!)!
Age really is just a number. With age comes experience and knowledge. Two of the things I love about getting older is all the stuff I continually learn about myself and what i continue to learn about life in general. I think the day we stop allowing ourselves to learn is the day we start to lose our passion for life. Two things I hate about getting older are when you do notice that extra line appearing around your eyes or when someone actually guesses your age correctly!
So my advice (for what it is worth) is continue to learn, enjoy life (of course there will be bad days), dance lots and don't forget to laugh!!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
Mum always told me that she was so upset when she turned 30, that she actually mourned leaving her 20s. 30 never bothered me but surprisingly, I was upset about turning 31, go figure!
When I was 13 I remember thinking one of my sisters was so old for turning 24. That was absolutely ancient to me, this year one of my nieces is turning 24 which makes me feel ancient!
Actually, I don't feel 34 (whatever 34 is supposed to feel like)and my friend's ages vary so much that in my mind we are all just the same age. Plus, I think all of my friends look FABULOUS for their age.
I love all the creams, lotions and potions that are designed to make us look younger. (Let me tell you, late at night, that Cindy Crawford one looks amazing! But only because Cindy Crawford looks amazing. It is funny that when I'm watching those ads when I'm really tired, I get so tempted to buy those things!)
I saw an advertisement today for something that fills in the lines on your face temporarily! It actually goes onto your wrinkles and fills them so your makeup goes onto a completely smooth surface, sort of like poly filler for your face! Seriously, is this what we are doing now?! All of that stuff is just too much fuss for me (except for a simple moisturiser) I personally think that laughing keeps you young. If you laugh lots and enjoy life, the youthfulness you feel just shines out of you.
Every time two of my good friends (a married couple) see my mum she always has to tell me how young they look. I KNOW THEY DO!!!The wife has skin that makes her look at least ten years younger than her age, I know she eats healthy most of the time and doesn't wear too much make up and has a good moisturising routine and she has definitely been rewarded for it. The husband, on the other hand, has a very strict diet of coffee (lots of it), scotch and cigarettes (although he does eat reasonably healthy) and he too manages to look A LOT younger than his age.
So maybe looking good for your age is a combination of good genetics and a good state of mind!
I went out with friends the other night and we went to a couple of different bars. One was full of young 'posers'! They were dancing, but not really dancing if you know what I mean. Everyone there was younger than we were, which doesn't bother me at all. The posing part did bother me though. No one looked like they were enjoying themselves, they were putting so much effort into posing and pouting that it just seemed so tedious to me.
The next bar we went to was an older crowd, generally they were older than me although there was quite a few 'cougar' couples there. I'm not loving the term 'Cougar' but I know everyone knows what I mean when I say it.
The next bar (calling it a bar probably makes it sound a bit classier than it is) was full of a real mixture of ages. I would say the range was 17 to about 42. That is always such an interesting age range to watch. The older guys are checking out the 17 year olds, the older females (when I say older I mean my age and above!) are checking out the younger guys. All the girls are checking out the boys in the band (age rules are null and void if you are in a band!) And then there are the REALLY drunk people who are hooking up with absolutely anyone and age doesn't even factor into that equation(the term 'beer goggles' comes to mind!)!
Age really is just a number. With age comes experience and knowledge. Two of the things I love about getting older is all the stuff I continually learn about myself and what i continue to learn about life in general. I think the day we stop allowing ourselves to learn is the day we start to lose our passion for life. Two things I hate about getting older are when you do notice that extra line appearing around your eyes or when someone actually guesses your age correctly!
So my advice (for what it is worth) is continue to learn, enjoy life (of course there will be bad days), dance lots and don't forget to laugh!!
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Trend or style?
Ah, one of my favourite times of the year! The turn of the fashion season! I love it! About two weeks ago, all of the new season fashion stock started arriving in stores and I love exploring and checking out all the new trends.
Eighties are back...AGAIN!! It always fascinates me that one of the least stylish decades keeps coming back to haunt us.
This inspired to check out old photo albums. I was a child through most of the 80s but I still was very fashion forward. I think I put coloured diamontes an every denim item that I owned. I had a fabulous denim pencil skirt with matching crop jacket (shoulder pads to die for!). I am proud to say I NEVER OWNED ANYTHING STONE WASH!!! The eighties was the decade of fluoro colours, plastic coloured earrings, frosted lipstick, elastic belts (the wider the better), Ra Ra skirts, Balloon skirts, rolled up jeans, lots of lace, embellishments galore and tees with your favourite singers or bands on them. I'm sure you can think of many more but these are the things that I was reminded of when taking a walk down 'amnesia lane'!! Oh, oh I just thought of another one! Do you remember those jackets that everyone was bringing back from Bali and they also turned inside out into a bag? Mine was hot pink!!!
So back to this season's eighties trend, obviously the teen shops are doing the fluoros and lace etc but I noticed that the contemporary labels are doing some serious eighties as well. I've seen a lot of military style jackets with shoulder pads and some serious, over the top embellishments. I've seen a lot of tops with shoulder pads and beads, chains and sequins hanging off all over the place. I have noticed stilettos with lots of 'dog collar' studs and silver trims. I think the key thing for people to remember is not to go too crazy with the trend pieces. These pieces will barely be fashionable for the whole season and then you will be left with a new collection in your wardrobe to add to your original eighties collection. Adding your own embellishments to existing tops will help create an original piece for the new season and will also mean you can remove the embellishment at the end of the season. If you want to spend big money on clothes buy yourself some good basics, a fabulous pair of jeans, sensational black stilettos and neutral stilettos, a couple of plain singlet tops for layering, and a good boyfriend blazer or light trench coat for when the weather starts to cool a little, and of course a simple black dress. Anything over and above these pieces are trend pieces that you don't need to spend a lot of money on. I always buy cheap things that I get comments on, it is just all in the way you wear them.
My motto is 'you should wear the clothes, don't let the clothes wear you'!
I'm happy that leather and leather look is coming back, especially for the winter (I'm still a rock chick at heart) and I love all the faux furs that are coming through.
Can you tell I have a passion for fashion?!
I have very distinct loves and hates though:
*LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS!!! I don't care if you have legs like Miranda Kerr, they are still not pants! I don't care if they have denim jean detailing on them, they are still not pants!!!
*Wheels and Dollbaby seems to never go out of fashion. I love the experience of walking into a Wheels and Dollbaby store and the fashion items are sensational. Sexy 50s chic is the best way I can think of to describe their clothes, a style that seems to work year after year. (of course I only ever buy their singlets but one day I will treat myself)
*No stockings with open toe shoes. This is a definite. Of course their are exceptions like the opaque tights with the chunky 50s style peep toe, but be very sure before you attempt this!!
*Follow the famous Coco Chanel rule about removing one accessory before you walk out the door. The days of wearing big matching necklaces, earrings and bracelets are long gone!
**As a little sideline, have you noticed the trend of the 'Ravers'? (I actually had to ask someone to find out what they are called) These are the kids who wear the big flared pants that either have fur or reflector strip down the side and around the bottom of the leg. They also wear dozens of bright children's beaded bracelets up their arms. Very often they are wearing cats ears on there heads and have very heavy black eyeliner. I see them in the city in huge groups. In fact one day I thought I was in for a real treat when they all gathered to dance, but alas, dancing is not their strong point. Although they are not high fashion, they are a trend that does fascinate me!**
So, this week I've started throwing out the 'never to be worn again' stuff to make room for any new season clothing pieces I may buy. I have also been blessed with a mum that is a fantastic dressmaker so I can always draw things that I want and she will make them exactly as I want them. I always like to have a couple of different pieces in my wardrobe that are slightly different from what everyone else has. Eventually I'll go through my shoes, but that is my biggest challenge! I'm a shoe girl (who isn't?) and I can't bring myself to throw out any of my shoes (I'm sure if I wait long enough my cowboy/biker boots from the early 90s will come back in fashion right?!!!!). My relationship with my shoes is very deep, a hot pair of shoes can add colour into my life straight away if I happen to be feeling a bit black and white!!
So go forth and shop and follow some trends (but don't go overboard) but mostly, be YOU! If you aren't comfortable in what you are wearing don't wear it because you won't feel like yourself. If you love your legs, show them off, if you love your breasts show them off. Show off your best assets. If you love your outfit and feel totally comfortable you will glow!! And as for those ladies (and some men) who like to put others down for the way they look and dress...Go check youselves at the door coz I wont be hanging with you!!!
Well, I'm off to check out some shops now...
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
Eighties are back...AGAIN!! It always fascinates me that one of the least stylish decades keeps coming back to haunt us.
This inspired to check out old photo albums. I was a child through most of the 80s but I still was very fashion forward. I think I put coloured diamontes an every denim item that I owned. I had a fabulous denim pencil skirt with matching crop jacket (shoulder pads to die for!). I am proud to say I NEVER OWNED ANYTHING STONE WASH!!! The eighties was the decade of fluoro colours, plastic coloured earrings, frosted lipstick, elastic belts (the wider the better), Ra Ra skirts, Balloon skirts, rolled up jeans, lots of lace, embellishments galore and tees with your favourite singers or bands on them. I'm sure you can think of many more but these are the things that I was reminded of when taking a walk down 'amnesia lane'!! Oh, oh I just thought of another one! Do you remember those jackets that everyone was bringing back from Bali and they also turned inside out into a bag? Mine was hot pink!!!
So back to this season's eighties trend, obviously the teen shops are doing the fluoros and lace etc but I noticed that the contemporary labels are doing some serious eighties as well. I've seen a lot of military style jackets with shoulder pads and some serious, over the top embellishments. I've seen a lot of tops with shoulder pads and beads, chains and sequins hanging off all over the place. I have noticed stilettos with lots of 'dog collar' studs and silver trims. I think the key thing for people to remember is not to go too crazy with the trend pieces. These pieces will barely be fashionable for the whole season and then you will be left with a new collection in your wardrobe to add to your original eighties collection. Adding your own embellishments to existing tops will help create an original piece for the new season and will also mean you can remove the embellishment at the end of the season. If you want to spend big money on clothes buy yourself some good basics, a fabulous pair of jeans, sensational black stilettos and neutral stilettos, a couple of plain singlet tops for layering, and a good boyfriend blazer or light trench coat for when the weather starts to cool a little, and of course a simple black dress. Anything over and above these pieces are trend pieces that you don't need to spend a lot of money on. I always buy cheap things that I get comments on, it is just all in the way you wear them.
My motto is 'you should wear the clothes, don't let the clothes wear you'!
I'm happy that leather and leather look is coming back, especially for the winter (I'm still a rock chick at heart) and I love all the faux furs that are coming through.
Can you tell I have a passion for fashion?!
I have very distinct loves and hates though:
*LEGGINGS ARE NOT PANTS!!! I don't care if you have legs like Miranda Kerr, they are still not pants! I don't care if they have denim jean detailing on them, they are still not pants!!!
*Wheels and Dollbaby seems to never go out of fashion. I love the experience of walking into a Wheels and Dollbaby store and the fashion items are sensational. Sexy 50s chic is the best way I can think of to describe their clothes, a style that seems to work year after year. (of course I only ever buy their singlets but one day I will treat myself)
*No stockings with open toe shoes. This is a definite. Of course their are exceptions like the opaque tights with the chunky 50s style peep toe, but be very sure before you attempt this!!
*Follow the famous Coco Chanel rule about removing one accessory before you walk out the door. The days of wearing big matching necklaces, earrings and bracelets are long gone!
**As a little sideline, have you noticed the trend of the 'Ravers'? (I actually had to ask someone to find out what they are called) These are the kids who wear the big flared pants that either have fur or reflector strip down the side and around the bottom of the leg. They also wear dozens of bright children's beaded bracelets up their arms. Very often they are wearing cats ears on there heads and have very heavy black eyeliner. I see them in the city in huge groups. In fact one day I thought I was in for a real treat when they all gathered to dance, but alas, dancing is not their strong point. Although they are not high fashion, they are a trend that does fascinate me!**
So, this week I've started throwing out the 'never to be worn again' stuff to make room for any new season clothing pieces I may buy. I have also been blessed with a mum that is a fantastic dressmaker so I can always draw things that I want and she will make them exactly as I want them. I always like to have a couple of different pieces in my wardrobe that are slightly different from what everyone else has. Eventually I'll go through my shoes, but that is my biggest challenge! I'm a shoe girl (who isn't?) and I can't bring myself to throw out any of my shoes (I'm sure if I wait long enough my cowboy/biker boots from the early 90s will come back in fashion right?!!!!). My relationship with my shoes is very deep, a hot pair of shoes can add colour into my life straight away if I happen to be feeling a bit black and white!!
So go forth and shop and follow some trends (but don't go overboard) but mostly, be YOU! If you aren't comfortable in what you are wearing don't wear it because you won't feel like yourself. If you love your legs, show them off, if you love your breasts show them off. Show off your best assets. If you love your outfit and feel totally comfortable you will glow!! And as for those ladies (and some men) who like to put others down for the way they look and dress...Go check youselves at the door coz I wont be hanging with you!!!
Well, I'm off to check out some shops now...
Until next time,
the last single 34yr old woman xx
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