Breaking Up is Hard to Do

Break ups are hard and strange as it sounds this is something I’ve only realised within the past month. What makes things even harder to get my head around is the fact that technically the break up happened last summer.

You know the score, or maybe you don’t, a relationship that starts out great falls victim to a change in circumstance and you realise that it’s not going to last the distance (figuratively and literally). Breaking up before any resentment crept in and someone got hurt seemed like the best idea so we parted ways.

Things were a little weird, at first, but it really didn’t seem like a major deal at the time. Months passed, life threw some other issues at me and that prompted my ex to get in touch to see how I was doing. From this phone call grew a new friendship, it was different than it had been before (obviously) but, to us, it seemed perfectly normal.

Once again life entered the mix and over the course of phone, text and email conversations I realised I was pinning and was clearly still in love with her. So, you know, there was that!

After much thought and deliberation I decided it was best to know one way or the other if we had a shot (bearing in mind she was still living out of the country which was the original catalyst in our split). It back fired big time, she wasn’t impressed at all. 

This is where things started to get really messy, simply being friends wasn’t an option for me and I needed to cut all contact and at least try and move on. Having agreed to this, I was then bombarded by phone messages and emails from her which really didn’t help matters at all.

Asking her to stop didn’t work, nor did ignoring her and hoping she’d go away. In the end I had to ask a mutual friend to have a word. Whatever he said, it seemed to do the trick and I made the decision to look onwards again.

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The Kiss

The world is spinning, her legs are trembling and she can feel her heart pounding so fiercely that it’s entirely possible it’ll explode any minute now.

She lets go of his hand and turns to walk away. Walking is proving difficult in her current giddy state, it takes all the concentration she can muster to put one foot in front of the other and actually move.

She can feel his eyes watching her as she totters toward the waiting taxi and she likes it. The very thought of him makes her stomach flip in ways she didn’t realise were possible so for fear of actually passing out she doesn’t turn back.

As the car pulls off she catches his eye and he flashes her a smile. Oh god, the smile! It was the smile that did it you know, led to the kiss. How could anyone resist a smile as captivating as that?

A wave of adrenaline rushes over her and she can feel his hands on her waist even though he’s nowhere near. Now she’s imagining what else he might do with his hands!

It’s been a long time since she felt like this…actually, she’s not even sure she’s ever felt like this before. Yes, she’s felt the rush of a first kiss but it was never this strong. Every inch of her body is still feeling this one!

How she managed to focus enough to give directions to her house is beyond her but here they are. Her legs wobble again as she steps out of the car and she can see from the driver’s expression that he thinks she’s completely wasted.

Closing the front door behind her, she lets out a sigh and runs her finger over her lips. The lips that not too long ago were in the middle of the most intense and exhilarating kiss of her life.

The type of kiss that she can’t wait to have again…

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I’m Feminine and a Lesbian, Deal with It!

How often have you taken one look at someone and made assumptions about what kind of personality they have, what they do for a living or who they sleep with that?

The who I sleep with assumption happens to me a lot because…shock of all horrors…I’m a feminine looking lesbian (femme) and this seems to confuse the hell out of people.

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Review: Vichy Nutrilogie 1 Intense Cream for Dry Skin

 
Vichy‘s Nutrilogie 1 Intense Cream for Dry Skin is, obviously, an intense cream specifically formulated to look after dry skin. For the last month I’ve been using this moisturiser as a night cream, alongside the La Roche-Posay Rosaliac range for daytime.
 
According to Vichy, ‘dry skin is unable to correctly produce its own lipids. As a result, there is a profound deficiency in lipids’.
 
Nutrilogie 1 contains the patented Sphingo-lipid, which is a ‘lipid precursor of cutaneous lipids, that is to say a pre-digested lipid, which is transformed by dry skin into cutaneous lipids. Therefore, for the first time ever Sphingo-lipid goes beyond a compensatory surface supply and actually promotes the natural production of lipids, a failing function of dry skin’.

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This Week I’ve Been Reading #2

It’s time for another round up of blog posts that have caught my eye, I’ve discovered loads of new blogs this week so this is gonna be a long one.
 
Sunday:
 
 
Fiona Hanley writes a guest post about #TwitterJokeTrial over on Jack of Kent.
 
Queenofthecouch wonders when it became acceptable to teach young girls that boys show their interest in them my teasing, hitting etc. – You Didn’t Thank Me For Punching You in the Face. *Just a heads up that this post contains swear words, don’t say I didn’t warn you!*
 
Love is a Plague over on It Only Encourages Them. Cynical? Yes! But worth a read anyway.
 
Monday:
 
Derek treats us to his version of Tom Wait’s ‘Martha’. It’s his best cover yet!
 
Abigail Rieley writes about the arrest of a witness in a rape trial and a wider problem – A Matter of Respect.
 
 
Girlwiththeskew-earring has a different take on Valentine’s nails.
 
BritishBeautyBlogger reminds us of the dangers of Fake Make Up.
 
Leanne Woodfull shows us some photos from her shoot with David Mushegain.
 
 
Tuesday:
 
CherrySue appears on Beaut.ie with a Valentine’s Nail How-To.
 
 
 
Reclaim the Voice treats us to something beautiful, for the day that’s in it – Is It.
 
Wednesday:
 
Over on Beaut.ie, Lorraine is all about red lipstick.
 
Staying with Beaut.ie they introduced Emma as a new contributor and her first post was all about liquid, gel and cream blush.
 
 
Shameless plug time, I wrote a guest post over on It Only Encourages Them about Equal Rights and Adoption.
 
Thursday:
 
Gay Writer? Or a Writer who Happens to be Gay?Sean P. Farley wonders if the distinction actually matters.
 
Over on Fash Mob, Rosemary Mac Cabe shares her modern rules of dating.


Dee over at Viva Adonis has the lowdown on what’s what when it comes to La Roche-Posay’s Effaclar range.


Jennie talks about what to do when your heart isn’t always in strictly blogging about beauty anymore, you don’t say goodbye, you just change things up a little.


The Life and Times of Chantelle features a guest post by Chantelle’s friend Kate, all about being diagnosed with and coming to terms with Lupus.
 
Friday:


Migraine and how you don’t need to suffer are the topic of the day over on Beaut.ie.


For her latest Inspired by Literature post Jessica talks about Jane Austen and make up inspiration.

Enjoy! And don’t forget to let me know what your favourite blog post of the week has been in the comments below.

This Week I’ve Been Reading #1

Here’s a round up of blog posts (and things) that have caught my attention this week. 
 
There are two blogs in particular that I look forward to checking out every Monday, they are Rant, with Occasional Music and CherrySue Doin’ the Do and as usual I wasn’t disappointed.
 
Derek treats us to his take on Bowie’s Life on Mars in his New Music Monday post.
 
CherrySue banishes the start-of-week blues by picking five good things that have happened the previous week for her Monday’s Moments post. There’s always something here that’ll put a smile on your face.
 
 
Over on The 5050 GroupPaul Bowler explains why he supports Gender Quotas. My own instincts tell me that gender quotas are wrong but the more I think about it the more I find myself accepting that they really are the only way to bring about that kind of change.
 
Tuesday saw Dylan Haskins, an Independent candidate for Dublin South East in last year’s general election, announce that he was donating the €10,00 surplus from his campaign to ten charities and campaigns. A brilliant idea, I think you’ll agree, round of applause for Mr Haskins.
 
Wednesday was the day I fell in love with make up all over again, thanks to Karen over at Lovely Girlie Bits. Just look at the gorgeousness of this Tom Ford Palette.
 
 
It Only Encourages Them takes a different turn with the inclusion of the poem Complicated Pleasures by Billy Ramsell. Go read it immediately, beautiful really isn’t a good enough word to describe it.
 
Thursday saw Chantelle show off her new runners. As someone who loves running I can understand her excitement.
 
If your phone, iPod or other gadget has had an accident involving water then Kat and Rachelle over at Dolly Rouge might be able to help with their tips on rescuing water logged gadgets.
 
Over on irunablog the topic is being sad and how it’s sometimes easier than being happy. Something I, for one, can relate too. Oh and there’s a pretty cool song choice in this post too.
 
Friday saw Sarah from Adoreabubbles experiment with bright eyeshadow and bold lipstick, here’s the look she came up with it.
 
What blogposts got you talking this week? Let me know in the comments below.

Very Short and Untitled

Just as the kettle boils the phone starts to ring, dropping the tea bag into a mug he reaches for the receiver knowing exactly who it is. Or rather he doesn’t because for the past month someone has dialled his number, at exactly 6.45pm, and not said a word.

Placing the receiver down, he reaches for the pen and jots down the date and time just like the police told him to three weeks ago.

Staring at the list he wonders, briefly, why he continues to answer but he knows that it’s in the hope of hearing a voice on the other end.

His mind is racing. Who keeps calling? Does he know them? Are they in some kind of trouble? Why the hell won’t they speak? Why is this happening to him?

Try as he might, he can’t stop thinking about it. He feels no fear about the situation, it’s not like his life is in danger, it is just a great big mystery that he can’t wait to solve.

But how to solve it is an entirely different matter, there are no clues. Zip, zilch, nothing and he’s tried everything to get them to say something.

The first few times he thought it was kids messing and yelled at them, when he realised it was something more he tried being polite and asking questions but nothing came of it. Now he simply stays silent and allows them to hang up when they’re ready.

He has no idea if they’ll ever talk but as long as his phone keeps ringing he’ll pick it up. There has to be a reason it’s happening, surely no one would keep it up this long of it was a joke, and he’s not going to miss finding out what it is.

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Review: Givenchy Play EDT

Givenchy Play EDT was launched in 2008 and is actually a fragrance for men, the female version Play for Her wasn’t released until 2010.
 
I’ve had this sample knocking about for ages, it was in a magazine a good while back, but decided to try it for myself this week as the mix of ingredients appealed to me.
 
Play contains top notes of bergamot, grapefruit, bitter orange and mandarin orange, middle notes of amyris wood, pepper and coffee flower accord with its base notes being vetiver and patchouli.

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Musings: My Experience of ‘Coming Out’

I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve been asked, by people I barely know (we’re talking friends of friends and the like), what it was like to ‘come out’ to my family and friends. 
 
My answer really depends on the tone in which the question was asked, more often than not I reply with ‘Well, how did it go when you told your parents you were straight?’ This normally leads to people staring at me with a bewildered look on their face while I try not to laugh. Although one guy did say that he hadn’t gotten around to breaking it to them yet

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Musings: Running Away From my Thoughts

Why do I run? The obvious answer is that I do it for the exercise, it’s the easiest way for me to keep in shape because it doesn’t involve putting pressure on my hands and wrists so it doesn’t aggravate my arthritis. 
 
But the obvious answer isn’t always the honest answer and this week I discovered why I really enjoy running so much. It’s the best way to get away from whatever nonsense is going on in your head.

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