Horrible Bosses

So last night, I finally went to the cinema and watched Horrible Bosses! After reading copious amounts of fantastic reviews about the film, I knew I was going to love it, and I was right. The storyline was so perfect, all the characters really gelled together, and it was just so god damn hilarious. The one liners and quotes were side splitting, and at one point, I was actually crying with laughter, and not many films do that to me. For me, Charlie Day, Jennifer Aniston & Jason Sudeikis shone throughout the whole of the film. Dale (Charlie Day) was just classic, and made me laugh constantly. From accidentally getting high on cocaine, being locked out of the car, singing and dancing along to The Ting Tings, and many more, he just excelled himself. Julia (Jennifer Aniston) was brilliant, the perfect character, and what made her so funny was that she just had no shame. Licking Dale's ear, wanting to have sex on top of his fiancee, taking sexual pictures of them together while he's sedated, there was nothing she wouldn't do. Jennifer Aniston was just amazing, and looked extremely beautiful with brown hair, and my girl crush on her grew even more! Kurt (Jason Sudeikis) was HILARIOUS! The use for capital letters was needed, as the one liners just continuously rolled off his tongue. Classic act.
Horrible Bosses is a must see film, for all the right reasons. It'll make you laugh super hard, which is always a good thing. Go, go, go!

snappy snap.

A-Z

Age: 21 in 11 days!

Bed Size: King at Uni, double at home.

Chore you Hate: Any sort of cleaning. I need to be rich enough to have a cleaner!

Dogs: Maxx. He's a Labrador/collie cross. Super cute.

Essential start of your day: Orange juice, zinc tablet & an early morning dog walk :)

Favourite Colour: Purple/Light Blue/Pink

Gold or Silver: I like both to be honest.

Height: 5’10 I think?

Instruments I play: Zero.

Job Title: University Student.

Kids: When I've made a life for myself, and got a good career.

Live: Southbourne & Southampton.

Mum's name: Debbie

Nickname: Loz. Lozzy. Lozza. Lorenzo. Wins.
O.A.P wish: To have made something of myself, be successful and healthy, have kids, get married, etc,etc.

Pet Peeve: Attention seekers, rudeness, liars.

Quote from a movie: From my favorite film EVER, Titanic <3

Old Rose: No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now... Not to anyone... Not even your grandfather... A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory.

Right or left handed: Right.

Siblings: Only child baby!

Time you wake up: Stupidly early, all the time.

Underwear: Always different.

Vegetables you dislike: I dislike A LOT.

What makes you run late: Being late for Uni, or something equally as important.

X-rays you've had done: None.

Yummy food you make: I don't cook that much to be honest, oops.

Zoo animal: Polar bears are adorable.

can you?

but how can you miss something you never had?

Life is falling into place.

Today has been a good day. Today is the day that I got offered a four week internship at one of the greatest woman's glossies around; InStyle. Anyone that knows me will know that I've been applying for InStyle for as long as I can remember, sending out copious amounts of emails that never got a reply. Checking your emails and seeing an empty inbox is quite a depressing feeling, I'm not going to lie. But, my perseverance finally paid off and chief sub-editor of InStyle emailed me last night, and rang me this morning, and I start there on 1st August for four weeks!
To be offered an internship on such a great magazine is such an amazing thing for me. I finally feel like I'm getting out there and making contacts, like I'm finally showing what I can do, and it's such an amazing feeling. I've already done work experience at Zoo Magazine in March, I have InStyle, and I also have You Magazine (newspaper supplement) at the end of September. I am one happy girl at the moment, words cannot describe.

<3 <3 xoxo

Embrace. Celebrate. Smile.

There are thousands and thousands of young girls all over the world who hate some part of their body/face. For one reason or another, no one seems to be happy with what they have anymore. Whether it's because they've been bullied and made to believe they aren't beautiful, or whether it's just because they're down on themselves, girls are forever going on about how imperfect they are. 'I'm fat', 'I'm ugly', 'I have bad skin', 'I want to be a size zero', etc, etc. To be honest, I'm no different, and I'm not 100% happy with the way I look, but I'm starting to think we need to embrace our imperfections and become happy with the skin that we are in. Magazines that feature perfect models, and fashion shows that have size zero models are doing nothing whatsoever to help us achieve the ability to become happy with what we have been blessed with. No one is perfect, NO ONE. The girls you see in magazines have most probably been airbrushed within an inch of their life, and fashion models literally starve themselves to look THAT good. It isn't healthy, it isn't normal, and it isn't a message that anyone should be following. We need to embrace what we have, because every single one of us is beautiful, inside and out. I don't care that I'm not a size zero, or that I'm not tanned and have platinum blonde hair, or that I have big boobs and super long legs. I wasn't made like that, and I never will be like that. From now on, I'm going to be happy with what I have, what I look like, and who I am as a person. Looks really aren't everything, because if you have a beautiful personality, that will shine through more than anything else.

I'm not sorry

People have the ability to make you feel so significantly small, sometimes without even realizing what they are doing. People that you thought cared about you, jump to conclusions and accuse you of things you would never even consider doing in a million years. All I feel like I'm doing at the moment is apologizing; apologizing for things that I've said, to people who don't even appreciate it. I then go over what I've just done, and realize that I'm turning into someone that I've never wanted to be. Why should I be made to feel like I'm not good enough? Just because I'm not rich, and I don't own designer clothes, and I can't afford expensive things, doesn't mean I'm not a good person.

I'm sorry I'M NOT FUCKING SORRY ANYMORE.