There are a lot of blogs focusing on beauty, skincare, accessories and of course, nailpolish. I read a lot of them and I add some to my bloglines. It's just some because I don't feel at home in the so-called beauty world. I am not a cheerleader, a pretty doll or a fashionista. I am the punk next door who loves color, likes to play in the sandbox with my 3 year old and my favorite sport? I love rugby. I love running with my dog. I like riding my bike as fast as I can. I like being able to dig for my carrots and I love being able to harvest fresh swiss chard on my allotment.
That means my nailpolish will chip, my lipstick will be all over my face and if my skin is all shimmery, it's most likely sweat.
I am not the pretty doll next door. My makeup is never impeccable and I don't mind because I am one of those women that like to live life to it's fullest. However, that doesn't mean that I'm not still looking for that perfect red for my lips or that I am not always on the hunt for another neon color to use on my nails. Believe me, I am! That's why I decided to start this blog. It's not that there aren't 101 great beauty-blogs out there, it's because there aren't many for the likes of me.
This is me. In my thirties, more tattoos than your mom but the piercings have (mostly) been retired and the mohawk's (literally) so last year.