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A fashion blog written by Jennifer.
Thursday, 2 July 2015
Here's a statistic for you: according to Tetley, 4 out of 10 British bosses don't make a tea round for their staff. Awful, isn't it? These high and mighty lot think they can escape the tea round simply because they earn more; sure, they might pay for the occasional pub lunch, or even fulfill a Krispy Kreme order - but there's nothing like the gesture of being handed a cup of tea just when you're thinking about making one yourself.
The average tea break takes 11.09 minutes - not long enough IMO - and can have a huge impact on your performance during your working day. Studies show that 37% of workers who take regular tea breaks have been promoted in the last year, perhaps because a break helps the mind organise its thoughts (or perhaps because those workers spend more time getting to know their superiors whilst the kettle's boiling..).
Frighteningly, 76% of East Anglians don't even take a tea break at all, bringing down the national average by a huge number. This is why Tetley is campaigning to bring back the tea break, calling on 500 businesses - including Mr Kipling, Thomas J Fudges and Russell Hobbs - to participate in an effort to reduce stress in the workplace.
During my blogging tea breaks, I tried out three different blends by Tetley.
Their 'Blend of Both' (directly above) came in a summery pink box, and boasted all the benefits of green tea, but with the familiar flavour of Original Tetley. It's as delicious with milk and a sugar as it is without, and even better with a Mr Kipling Chocolate Slice.
A delicious surprise came in the form of Tetley 'Immune' (top), which blends mango and pineapple for their Vitamin C, providing a boost of nutrients to help support your immune system. This was a great alternative to my usual cup of green tea, as it had that little kick of tropical zing! I enjoyed this as a little breather before I started my day, sat in my garden with a croissant (because I'm super continental, obvs).
Finally, I poured myself a cup of good old Tetley Original (below) whilst flicking through Caffeine magazine. At around 4.30 in the afternoon, this was a great little kick to help me get through the rest of the day, and get my thoughts organised.
* In association with Tetley
Sunday, 28 June 2015
I feel a little bit controversial whilst writing this, purely because it's so pathetically taboo to converse about anything remotely near your nether regions, let alone the actual region itself. The word 'vagina' doesn't get enough airtime, but it's a wonder why this is - these things are part of our bodies, and we like to look after them; therefore we need to discuss HOW to look after them, because otherwise, how will we ever know?
First of all, I'd like to address the fact that there is nothing unfeminist about getting a bikini wax. It doesn't matter if you're doing it to enhance your romantic life, to feel a little more 'hygienic', or to fulfill the original purpose of the treatment: to look a little bit more kempt in a bikini. Just for the record, there is also nothing wrong with not getting a bikini wax. Your vagina, your rules.
What exactly does it feel like? To answer the most obvious question - yes, it does hurt. Someone (albeit a qualified beautician) is ripping hundreds of hairs out of one of the most sensitive areas of your body. However, the pain is gone in an instant - and if you're extra sensitive, the beautician can apply some soothing cream upon request.
The pain is equivalent to someone slapping your skin quite hard - there's an ever so slight burning sensation caused by the hairs being ripped out by their roots (after a brief Google, I couldn't find any info on the science behind the pain, so I won't try to sound clever). It tends to be more painful towards the inner thigh; however, if you have coarse hair, the top of the bikini area can also feel sore when waxed.
Once the beautician has finished waxing a section, they will usually tweeze any strays. This can be a little painful, as the area has only just been waxed - but it's over quickly (the entire treatment lasts 15-30 minutes).
How long does it last? Waxing in the bikini area lasts around 4-6 weeks. You'll probably be 100% hair free (providing you haven't shaved in the month beforehand) for around a fortnight before the hairs regenerate and slowly start to grow back through the skin. If you have shaved prior to waxing, the shaved hair will grow back quicker.
Once you've had at least two waxes, your hair will grow back thinner, making the area easier to manage.
How long you should let hair grow before waxing? Around an eighth to a quarter of an inch is fine. Any shorter and the wax won't grip the hairs. Any longer and the hair will get clumped and result in a very painful experience.
What if I don't want to go the whole hog? There are usually four different types of bikini wax offered at the average salon: a 'Bikini Line', which removes hair from the area which surrounds your panty-line; an 'Extended Bikini Wax' which goes slightly further in; a 'Brazilian' which removes hair from your front and behind, leaving a strip of hair (a 'landing-strip') in the bikini area; and a 'Hollywood', which leaves you completely bare. I would recommend going for the Bikini Line or Extended Bikini if you've never waxed before, then work up from there.
How do I find the right beautician for me? I advise finding the right beautician through word of mouth. Just because someone's licensed, doesn't mean they're skilled. Also, different beauticians have different ways of handling their clients: some are chatty to take your mind off the pain, some just get on with it, and some are very sensitive to your requirements to make sure that you're not too uncomfortable.
How much does it cost? Like a haircut, the cost of a bikini wax can depend on a number of factors. The price goes up if you have more hair to work with, and if you live in an expensive area. Cost can also vary depending on which type of treatment you choose, and also on the type of wax (some salons offer a more soothing wax for sensitive skin as an alternative option).
How awkward is it? It depends on how you see it. Basically, you will be lying on a raised bed wearing a paper thong with someone in very close proximity to your bikini area. If that's too weird for you, I'd avoid the process.
To compare, it's a bit like a trip to the gynecologist, but without the invasiveness. Your beautician will have seen everything a hundred times over, so there really is no need to feel embarrassed.
If you're based in or near London, here are a few of my recommended spots for professional bikini waxing:
Ministry of Waxing, 56 Neal St, WC2H 9PA - Brazilian £29, Hollywood £50
Aveda Institute, 174 High Holborn, WC1V 7AA - Brazilian/Hollywood from £37
Strip, 102 Fulham Road, SW3 6HS - Brazilian £49, Hollywood £52
Cowshed, Foubert's Place, W1F 7QG - Brazilian/Hollywood £50
Friday, 26 June 2015
At the beginning of this month, I travelled to the sun-soaked island of Crete, the largest of the Greek islands and one which I have visited previously on holiday. This time, I stayed in Hersonissos, a marina town just 45 minutes away from Malia (yes, the teenager-infested party destination as seen in The Inbetweeners Movie), at the ironically-named Hersonissos Palace.
Given the state of the Greek economy, I didn't have high expectations for the hotel; however, this was the weekend of my sister's hen-do, and I very much doubted that our enthusiastic party of seven would be spending much time in our rooms (cue hastened montage of alcohol-fuelled antics involving plastic willies and neon ginger wigs). As we arrived through the double-door entrance, having ascended two flights of marble stairs (good luck staying here if you're in a wheelchair), we were greeted by a very large and airy reception area, complete with neo-Baroque furniture and nautical-style lighting which wouldn't look out of place in the private office of someone well-to-do and slightly eccentric.
Greeted by a chirpy receptionist, we were handed the customary 'all inclusive' wristbands - the ones that dig into your skin and completely grate on you by the end of your stay - and began a leisurely stroll to our rooms, buoyant from the aesthetic of the welcoming area, and hopeful that our rooms would be just as pleasant.
Well. It's safe to say that the aforementioned reception was obviously a guise to keep potential guests optimistic. The only word I could use to describe my room is 'dingy'. Verging on the unclean, I took it upon myself to wear shoes at all times, and not even think about touching the shower curtain *shudders*. This was apparently five star accommodation, and although we all know that five stars in Europe sits around the three star mark in the UK, I wasn't expecting it to be THIS bad.
On the other hand, as I said, we didn't plan to spend much time in the rooms. Everything else about the hotel was adequate: food - delicious; swimming pool - clean; alcohol - strong; staff - good sense of humour. In terms of location, we were a minute's walk away from the beach, and the long strip of bars complete with desperately friendly club-promoters and 17-year-old Dutch holidaymakers. Most nights, we ended up in a token Irish bar called Shenanigans, convincing the bar staff to let us dance on the bar *cringe* and give us free shots.
However, my favourite night was spent at the Palm Beach Club: a mind-blowing open-air venue with an amazing DJ and stunning VIP area. We drank Moet Ice Imperial, which was perhaps the most delicious champagne I've ever tasted; it was cool and creamy, and definitely worth the €150 we all chipped in for. That night happened to be our last night; we rolled in at 7am, and by that time I had had too much fun to care about the dusty hotel room floor and unsavoury shower curtain, proving that it doesn't matter where you are, but who you're with.
Tuesday, 23 June 2015
This was a recipe I'd seen floating about (possibly on Pinterest), but I was yet to put it into practice. It seemed pretty bish-bash-bosh, so without reading a recipe, I began gathering ingredients.
The first attempt burned (obviously). But the second attempt turned out to be rather edible. In fact, I would happily make this again, perhaps with a bit of grated cheese just to make it extra naughty.
You will need:
1 medium-sized bap
1 slice of ham
1 free-range egg
Lurpak Spreadable butter
Round cookie cutter
Step 1. Preheat oven to 180 degrees Celsius. Slice the top off the bap and use the cookie cutter to create a round hole in the bottom half. Line the hole with butter.
Step 2. Place a slice of ham inside the hole in the bap, creating a bowl. Crack the egg into the ham-bowl. Place into oven for 30 minutes.
Step 3. Once the egg has finished baking, take out of the oven and sprinkle on some fresh, sliced corriander.
Step 4. Place the top of the bap over the egg to create a lid. Enjoy!
Monday, 22 June 2015
1. Shoes by Zara - £69.99
2. Jeans by Frame Denim - £215
3. Jumper by Rad - £29.90
4. Ring by Bill Skinner - £35
5. Shirt Dress by MiH Jeans - £155
6. Coat by Topshop - £79.99
7. Watch by Larsson & Jennings - £215
8. T-shirt by H&M - £7.99
9. Bag by 3.1 Phillip Lim - £855
10. Le Jasmin by Miller Harris - £155
Sunday, 21 June 2015
I've just graduated from uni and, although I've always known what I wanted to do, I found that a few of my friends were unsure where to take their degree once they'd left - especially in the months leading up to graduation.
It's a confusing time for a lot of post-grads, but there are so many roads you can take - so do something amazing! I went into full-time work, but you could go travelling, start a business, go into further education, and so much more. Here are a few ideas to help you out.
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