AM to PM

August 12, 2009

This is a post I’ve been meaning to write for a while. Both us Bluebirds lead busy lives. Lives that involve going from one place, to another, and then another still. Last Friday, I went from work to dinner, to DJing. I needed a practical outfit for the office, but something that would see me through a night out. I needed, in short, to be living in Grazia.
I did not need to be wearing the below.

High heels? White tuxedo jacket? WTF?

Here’s the kicker, friends. It’s impossible to try and incorporate 3 separate outfits for 3 separate occasions into one. Something’s always going to look a bit off. So, which is more important? Looking well at work? Or looking slammin’ on the dancefloor? I think we all know the answer to that one. Either way, there are some tips I can give.

1. Make-up.
Obv you want your day to be as hassle free as possible. Obv again you don’t want to be lugging your make-up bag around for 24 hours. So, put it all on at the start. Go on. Unless you’re 12, there shouldn’t be too much glitter involved, and unless you’re 15, things should be light-ish on the eyeliner side. It’ll be fine. Honest. You’ll look a bit fancy for typing at a screen from 10-6 but whatevs. Haters gonna hate.

BRB making an Excel spreadsheet

2. Clothes.
Same as with make-up, you want this to be as hassle free as poss. However, unless you’re mad for classy trousers/sophis jacket combos for nightwear, this is going to be a little difficult. What you want is a cover-up. Again, bearing in mind that something is going to look a bit off, either whack a jumper on on top of your dress, or a skirt on over a shorter shorts/skirt/dress. Fine. Grand. As regards shoes, you’re going to have to bite the bullet. Decide: can you do the whole day/night in heels? If so, fair play. If not, grab some flats.

Maybe too many layers, alas.

3. Bag
This is going to be difficult. So far, your bag is going to need to carry your day to day stuff (bike lights, keys, bottle of water, purse, book), your stored-away cover-up for later on, and whatever excess make-up you brought. It’s also going to have to do for dancing with. So basically a shoulder strappy satchel thing should do the job. Obv. No need to go on.
Not Satchel Allen. Wrong Satchel.

4. The Alternative
Is to just bung everything you could possibly need into a canvas bag, including change of clothes, get changed in the toilets and dump the bag in the cloakroom. But Grazia never mention that option.

x
A

I Can’t Speak French

August 18, 2008

That’s a lie. I can actually speak French. At the first Blogger’s Brunch, I met many lovely lovely lovely new friends. I also ate lots and lots. Essentially, that’s all I want in my life. Hang on though, there was more! There were presents yes yes. We got bags that were plein des echantillons. Even with my curmudgeonly attitude towards the French language, I will concede that ‘Echantillon gratuit’ is a much nicer word than ‘Free Sample’.

Whilst the others were falling over themselves looking at salves and nail polish and cream for beneath your elbows and scrubs for earlobes, I peered deeper into the bag. My eyes lit up. Amongst these enchantillions, was a mini-pocket-size bottle of Dry Shampoo. Dry Shampoo a.k.a. The Fringe’s Best Friend. I was instantly impressed. Girl knows her shiz.

When Kaaaaaaaaaaaatie-Lilga gets back from ‘merica, I can discuss all the lovely other things that are now spilling out onto my sitting-room floor. I can’t until then, because I’ve got Katie’s here too, and I don’t want to spoil the surprise….


photo of that corner on south great georges street aka dublin’s very own times square from here

so i took Ailbhe’s advice on my hair troubles and booked myself in for a cut and colour in Brown Sugar on South William Street. perfection. they seem extremely professional and skilled and i will definitely be returning (sooner rather than later actually because, as i was warned, the colour has washed out of my curly hair pretty fast). i’d recommend them to anyone who’s also taken to hacking at their own hair because they’re sick of getting the same old haircut that they never asked for in the first place from certain salons that they keep going back to since they were twelve years old for some unknown reason but who’s names i wont mention here even though i moan about them to everyone else. and breathe.

katie-lilga

Uh, Huh Hair.

April 21, 2008

Gosh. A birrova riot in the comments section re: hairdressers.

In Town: The Room  in Temple Bar (01/ 6798979) is very good, though it tends to err on the wrong side of edgy. You want the man to do your hair. I don’t know his name.

In the ‘Burbs (Blackrock actually): Jenny B’s (01/2889520). I’ve gotten my hair done here since my confirmation. They’ve yet to get it wrong. Ask for Jade.

In Town (though very expensive): Brown Sugar  on South William St.  (01/ 6169967)

Of course, if you wanna chance it, you could try a student cut/colour class at Robert Chambers, Toni and Guy (dooooooddddgeeeeeeeeeyy) or the House of Colour.

 

xx ailbhe