29 December 2014

Life on Social Media - The Facebook Discussion.

Instagram recently updated, and with it came a full fled freak out on my behalf.
Did they add a 'No furry felines' rule? Thankfully, no, phew, your cat selfies are safe.
When instagram updated, I was confronted with a worrying list of, 'People I might know.' which were in fact, shocker, a very accurate list of people I have known. An educated guess could presume that the people on my list could also see me on their list. In a state of caffeine-enhanced panic, I quickly set my instagram account to private and put it on hold indefinitely. - since being deleted -

Instagram is a little corner where I post silly pictures of my animals and travels. I saw it as a private place, which very quickly felt like it had become advertised to people I don't really want having an instant access to my life. If I wanted someone in my personal life, then they would be slap bang in the middle of it, trying desperately to escape from my endless, loud, excessive singing. 

The Facebook Discussion. 
Hands up if you've ever done the following:
Go on Facebook, check up on someone you knew six years ago, compare your lifes to theirs, then leave mildly pissed off? It shouldn't be our prerogative to look into other peoples personal lives, especially if they are not someone we talk to. 

It should always be a privilege to know and to be involved in someone's life. 

About three years ago, I deleted my Facebook account. 
I wanted to unhook myself from a place my life felt tethered and showcased for people to see. 
After deleting Facebook, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders; I could now grow, as a person, with my family and friends. It will always feel so amazing to be so blissfully ignorant and free of the world. I get to live on my terms, without the bind of social media.

Time is precious, do not waste it comparing yourself to others; you can live a better, freer life by focusing on the beautiful people around you. You do not need to stay updated on the lives of people you don't see or talk to; give your time and energy to family and friends, because at the end of the day, they are the ones who really matter. 

I'll admit that I am a private person, but I am also an open book. 
I don't keep secrets, I don't lie, I don't have hidden layers; I just try to live life on the surface, because the life I want to live, is an honest one. If someone wants to know me, then I will let them; I will give them a direct door into my life and they can know every single thing there is to know about me, but they have to go through the door that I open for them. 

If I died tomorrow, I would want people to know who I am through means of actually knowing me, not through a Facebook page. 

In related news, I have a NEW instagram account. 
If you wish to find me, I will be at OtherInfinitiesBlog on Instagram 
Feel free to join me for pictures of chubby cats.
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7 December 2014

Sundays are for Updates and Bagels.


Perhaps the greatest, most splendid news I've heard all year. 
Hold on to your beanies, Ladies and Jelly beans. 
A beautiful best friend of mine, this talented gal, informed me that we are going to see Andrew McMahon (Something Corporate, Jack's Mannequin) in February.
Okay, now let me just paint you a picture, imagine a band, one that you faithfully listened and inspired to be throughout high school and beyond, then imagine a couple of years have passed, perhaps your eyesight has since deteriorated or maybe you find yourself jogging for pleasure, but then, hey, get this, imagine you and your significant high school accomplice are going to see said band and you are going to live out your crazy high school band fantasies before undoubtedly perishing from extreme bouts of nostalgia and happiness.
I am almost certain that I will spend the entire night hysterically crying, because that is what adult Grace does at any and all given opportunity's. Fourteen year old Grace never cried, she sucked it up, listened to some Dashboard Confessional and dealt with it. 

Thoughts from the weekly doings.
I actually don't like Starbucks coffee; I don't know what it is, but I find that it tastes quite dull and masked.
Am I the only one? (Very aware I might be the only one.) I just like coffee with a sharp zing and an 'ahh' after every sip, in lieu of the disgruntled Starbucks grimace. I definitely think that independent coffee shops buy in the stronger, Class A, stuff. Unfortunately, to my caffeine withdrawn mind's dismay, there is usually only one place open at 6pm on a Sunday, it starts with a S and ends in UCKS. Their non coffee drinks and food are perfectly fine though.

Tuesday was a fun day, we went to an Alice in Wonderland exhibition at Chatsworth and ate pub food.
The Arctic-like weather was a constant reminder of why I should start dressing weather appropriate. 

I went to Leeds with a sweet friend; we wandered, drank coffee, had heart palpitations in Forbidden Planet, spent too long in hmv, then I serenaded (embarrassed) her in Victoria Quarter with a powerful rendition of Part Of Your World. 

Today was spent painting and rockin' out to some good old 50's music, or to be more accurate, I observed the painting, evaluated the situation, offered no help, then head banged in the name of Elvis. 

If you were expecting bagels in this post, then it is with a heavy heart 
that I inform you of a lack of bagels in this post. Please seek medical attention. 
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3 December 2014

November Favourites


Advent Calender | Hamsa Drawer Freshner | Sun & Moon  | Hamsa & Evil Eye | Moon & Stars | 
Topshop Bralet |

Please, oh, pretty please ignore the date. 

Well, I'll be damned, I've never done a monthly favourites before, av'ah?
Taking that into consideration, I thought I'd throw in a couple extra bits and bobs from the past few months, because you know, I like to live on the edge.

Frozen Advent Calender - M&S
I had to take down multiple three year olds, with force, just to get my hands on this. Talk about gold dust, forget university, I'm getting a truckload of these bad boys and taking to the streets.

Hamsa Drawer Freshner - Marrakech
Cats are oddly drawn to this; I am planning on submerging myself in the scent, then frantically running down the street and letting the neighbourhood cats flock to me, because TECHNICALLY that isn't stealing.
Even as a criminal, my aspirations aren't all that swoon worthy. Plus, I don't have an impressive back story, 'Grew up in Leeds - her bike got stolen a lot.' actually, that'll do fine.

Sun & Moon - Venice
I searched far and wide (consider a lost child searching, hopelessly for their mother in Tesco) looking for the perfect Sun and Moon. All hope was lost, until one fine evening when I stumbled upon these two chumps and fell instantaneously in love (mainly because they look like they're best buddies). Aww, look, she does have a heart.  #BFFL

Hamsa & Evil Eye - ETSY
Will I buy anything so long as it has a hamsa symbol on it?
No, but I did ask myself a similar question when I watched The Green Hornet purely because Seth Rogen was in it. (horrible decision, terrible film)

Moons & Stars - Love Thy Interiors.
I live in a small town, and when something new opens up, it becomes a big deal, it is everyone's business.
A fair majority of residents are still reeling over the fact that a Cafe Nero opened up next to Greggs, oh the cheek. Anyway, Love Thy Interiors just opened up and the overall consensus looks to be a happy one. It is a beautiful shop, full of wondrous, cute gems, which all have a sufficient amount of swoon to them. *swoon*

Bralet - Topshop 
This Bralet. It is so pretty, I love the colour and material, it was just meant to be.
For the time being, I'm wearing it under jumpers seeing as it is autumn and I'm all about them layers.


The posts on this blog will be considerably more Christmas-like after this one. 

Love xo
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23 November 2014

Top Ten Soap & Glory Products.

The SCRUB of your life | Hand Food | Heel Genius | Righteous Butter | Feel Good Factor | SUGAR CRUSH | Peaches and Clean | Puffy Eye Attack | Thick & Fast | Hand Maid |

The story began on a cold Christmas morning; I was unwrapping gifts, whilst anxiously anticipating the long overdue arrival of a pony I had asked for 10 years previous. *
Cue some run of the mill Christmas Morning exchanges: 
'Oh it's lovely', looks sheepish, slides present under Christmas Tree, gobbles Chocolate.

But oh, who is that? Someone is calling. 
Oh, why, Grace, it is for you. Womanhood is calling, and she doesn't want a chat about periods.
And thus with the opening of a pink marshmallow scented box, I embarked upon a beautiful journey. 

*Spoiler - 18 years of age and still awaiting said pony. 

When using Soap & Glory products, it takes every fibre of my being to NOT run up to horrified members of the public and ask them to smell my legs. And when I scream, 'But, Reverend, wait, I smell like A UNICORN.' phone calls are made, concerned looks are exchanged and holy water is thrown. 

These are my top ten favourite products from Soap & Glory, and although I'm sure the list will be ever-changing, seeing as there is a plethora of their products that I have yet to even gaze upon, I like to think that these are a good essential bunch of which I have re-and-re-purchased over many years.

Soap & Glory are completely against animal testing, and an overwhelming majority 
of their products contain absolutely no animal derived ingredients at all. Wooh.

Soap & Glory making girls WOMEN since 06.
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16 November 2014

Collection Fast Stroke Eyeliner.


You can religiously follow all the 'Perfect Cat-eye’ tutorials on pinterest, but if you have a defiant pair of reckless hands, like myself, then you may as well be using a stick of crayon and a lighter.

I've been a serious eyeliner junky for the better part of my life.
I've dabbled in all the hard stuff, wax, gel, you name it, I've tried it.
During my eyeliner fueled frenzy, I searched far and wide for the perfect eyeliner and having made my way through the majority of eyeliner that Boots and Superdrug had to offer, I decided to pick this one up because it had a pleasing price tag.

Good Points.
Precision brush - You can create a clean, accurate line. 
Tough nib (awful word) - You have SO MUCH CONTROL, go crazy, draw a unicorn.
Cheap - I'll take TEN.
Long Lasting and Smudge Proof - Lasts all day and Lionel Richie style (all night long).
Dries quickly - You can sneeze and not have to worry about the dreaded consequence. 

Downsides.
The nib wears out over time - but it's cheap enough to buy in bulk and repurchase.

'The wand chooses the Wizard.' 
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9 November 2014

Remembrance Sunday.

Remembrance Sunday is a beautiful kind of day.
It is a day of reflection, a day where we cherish our family and friends.
It is a day in which we fulfil a promise, a promise to not let the brave, altruistic soldiers, who sacrificed their souls for our country, become forgotten memories.
It is a promise we shall forever keep. 
It is a beautiful kind of day. 

When watching a WW1 film, this usually means one of three things: 
1.) We are being forced to watch it.
2.) We got wind that T.Hiddleston and B.Cumberbatch would be topless in it. 
3.) It is about a horse.

WW1 was full of tragedies, but one of the most tragic occurrences had to be the children in that war, they carried weapons, they killed others, and their lives were cut short fighting a war they should have never been in. These children carried out duties that only the bravest type of men could face; the youngest boy on record was just 12 years old. 

In WW1 films, we don't see the baby faces, we don't see the boys who just left their mother's terrified arms. 
Here's to remembering a different kind of man. 

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