this is not a review

I’m not one for writing reviews, or really caring enough for reviews. I don’t even care for make-up (even though I do wear it) but I find it the bane of my life, and I hate the thought of parting with my hard earned cash, over make-up. Even though, like I said, I wear it daily and appreciate that I need to, and like to wear it, but I still don’t care enough to worry about it. If you where to look at my make-up bag, it doesn’t consist of much, a broken blusher, years old bronzer, foundation and mascara, and if I had to pick one make-up item I couldn’t live without, that would have to be mascara. I don’t lash it on, but I feel pretty ugly without it, so that would have to be my must have item. And then the pink cow jumped over the invisible tractor. Sorry just checking you where still with me! SO, the point of this is. The time had come were I was scraping away at the sides of my mascara tube, and had that dread that I had to go out and part with money to buy some black gunk. I also feel this way with jeans. I don’t know why, but I hate buying jeans, and that’s probably why you will find me in 1 pair all year. If it where up to me, jeans would be free, or we would all get jeans vouchers from the government or something, OR, jeans would be banned, and no one was allowed to wear them. So yes, I still haven’t got to the point. I had basically run out of mascara, and went to the shops on my lunch break to buy the dreaded item. I don’t normally have a preference to which one I chose, and I suppose I like the idea of trying as many out as I can (as I am still not positive I have found the 'one' yet) I normally go for the normal ones, instead of the latest offerings, but for some reason I picked up the pink tube, which screamed  ‘SCANDALEYES – SHOW OFF’ at me. It was also on offer, for a fiver. Done.

I took it home, un-wrapped its newness and looked forward to having big scrummy lashes in the morning. I pulled out the stick for the first time, all fresh and clean, took an impressive glance at the wand, and thought, this is going to be good, real -real good.

 

IT WASN’T.

In fact it was so bad, I just had to tell you, and stop you wasting your money. Since using it I have been on their website and seen that the product is new, and this is their description of the product.

~The first mascara that combines lash plumping and defining bristles with a unique play-ball brush.(yes the wand looked impressive, but by what means do they have the right to describe a bristly brush as ‘lash pumping’ sorry Rimmel, but we are not fooled)

~Flat side plumps lashes with show-stopping volume.
(NO pumping took place, and certainly no volume occurred)

~Not a clump in sight.
(MANY a clump in sight)

~Ball side lifts and curls lashes for eyes that truly show-off.
(Does no such thing, and it doesn’t even have the excuse of looking pretty)

~Flake-proof, smudge-proof formula lasts morning to night!
(HAHAHA, it flaked from the minute I put it on, and when I looked in the mirror later in the day, it was smudged all under my eyes)

~Scandalous volume and lift, for lashes to really show off !
(I can show off, how BAD this mascara is)

So the conclusion is people. DON’T BUY THIS MASCARA. It will ruin your life, I just can’t quite get over it...but I did eventually.

 
The end.

the mock turtle

Being Brighton born and bred you would of thought I had covered all grounds, and been to most places. Wrong. It is one of my resolutions to explore Brighton more, and find hidden treasures to share. I recently went to a lovely little cafe in the heart of Brighton, one I had heard of before, and thought I need to try this out. It goes by the name of ‘The Mock Turtle’ based in a prominent restaurant position it sits tucked away in a side alley for people to stumble across.

Quaint, vintage and small where my first impressions {if you have a buggy then this would be a no, no}

You are greeted with mountains of cakes, mish mash furniture and thousands of pieces of crockery {which kind of reminds me of my childhood spent in Holland}

The menu was little confusing. There was loadssss to choose from. What threw me were the sandwich choices; cheese, cheese and onion, cheese and tomato. Not much variety really, so we went for the afternoon tea with scones. It was perfect.

And the best thing? It only came to about 7 quid for both of us.  

So get your scone on and head down to ‘The Mock Turtle’ for some afternoon delights.