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As I'm sure many of you will know, Kat Von D's makeup collection has recently come to the UK. Launching in Debenhams exclusively in London, the collection is now moving northwards and has come to my local store in Birmingham.

So I recently invested in Kat Von D's Tattoo Liner because I heard it was the best thing in this mortal world. As I walked out of Debenhams £16 lighter I thought yes, my blackened smeared eyelids are a thing of the past. No longer will I have to touch up by makeup 2 hours into my shift because my eyeliner is somehow now on my eyebrows!

But, er, I was wrong.

But before I begin, I wanna say some good things about this liner: I really like this applicator, like it's the perfect shape and it's super flexible and you'll not really have a problem applying this even if you're cursed with shaky hands.
That's pretty much all I have to say, and that is at a push because I have also experienced applicators I get on better with than this.

BUT ANYWAY. I thought the clue was in the name with this liner: 'TATTOO'. But no, this gal smudges all over your eyelid just like the every other liner in this oily eyelidded woman's life. Not to mention if you try putting setting spray over this, before it dries there is gonna be black everywhere.

Not only the smudging, but this eyeliner seemed to dry out about 2 weeks after I bought it. I tested it in the shop, the line was perfect jet black and I thought fab, a black to match the look I'm going for. But alas, after 2 weeks of daily usage it's pretty much grey. Even on the odd day I can shake it enough to get a darker line, it continues to fade throughout the day. Henceforth, going against this whole 'tattoo' lark.

 Overall, £16 isn't hugely expensive for a high-end eyeliner. I'd easily pay £11 for a cheap drugstore version so this didn't break the bank like other liners might've. But compared to my old friend the Supercat by Soap and Glory, I wasn't falling in love. I don't think I'll be buying this liner again, or recommending it to a friend.


Home Sweet Home, Manchester

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Home Sweet Home is based in Manchester's Northern Quarter (at 49-51 Edge St, Manchester M4 1HW precisely). 
 I recently stopped there for breakfast whilst I've been staying in Manchester for a few weeks, and I mean, just look at that waffle. 
My boyfriend got the full breakfast, which looked fab. But for those sugar lovers like me I would 100% recommend this nutella waffle!! It has strawberries so I'm sure that evens out the immense amount of calories on this plate. 

This was probably one of the best breakfasts I've had, at only £7.50 in this gorgeous looking caf in the picturesque Northern Quarter this is a place I'd recommend to anyone.


On Finishing First Year

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Today I had my last exam of first year.

Right now I'm listening to 'Perfect Places' by Lorde and watching people hide under their coats as they run through the pouring rain.
The rain would normally be a nuisance, since I'm about to go out for some drinks and wouldn't want to a risk a hair and makeup disaster. But today feels different. The air is warm, the rain feels fresh, the people outside are laughing about how wet they are while they wring out their hair. Today feels different.
I don't have anything exciting or profound to say about finishing first year. I mean, I turned up to some lectures, I lived in halls, I had some wicked nights out and some even better nights in. As I sit here now with everything I own boxed up besides this laptop I can't help but feel all weird inside. I'm sad about saying goodbye to my home, because this little box room always felt like home even with big bad Birmingham on the outside of it, so unlike my home back in Lincolnshire. But as I'm getting ready to meet my housemates tonight I don't want to be sad, I want to look forward to the summer, to travelling to London and Manchester to stay with some of my best friends in the world, for the work experience, for the holidays to Paris and Amsterdam. But I can't help but feel that little twinge of sadness every moment longer I think about first year.

Here's to the future, but for now I'll have 5 more minutes of nostalgia.