Isn't she gorgeous?
We named her after Princess Fiona from Shrek, but you can also think of Fiona Apple. Just like ogres and onions, this It Bag has layers.Prada released this gem in five other colours (red, navy, white, yellow and light blue); I opted for the eye-catching aquamarine. While sitting in a bar last night I dared Scott to buy it and he really did. So much for saving;)
But then again, any woman likes seeing where her money is.
Over the course of exactly three months I will be striving to lose 10 kilos and or 22 pounds. I've experienced a bit of a kickstart into the lead up of this challenge. You see, I had a bit of a health scare in late July 2011 which included a visit to the ER. Countless visits and tests later confirmed a clean bill of health, but I also learned I was overweight, very overweight. Technically obese. A trip to Italy was on the horizon and I had just nailed a new job; I was not ready to undertake a fitness regime. Upon moving to Australia, I signed up and joined Fernwood Fitness where I was given a thorough tour and a free personal training session and that's where it ended. Between the months of February and October I was left with a bi-monthly reminder of my gym membership fees and the fact that I wasn't attending at all. Cut to October 2011, fresh off of a three-week trip of a lifetime to Italy, I forced myself to re-visit the gym I turned my back on for months. When I arrived I think the sales girl thought I was going to cancel my membership, but I surprised her with my request for a personal trainer. I personally asked for Casey, the girl who originally showed me the ropes and wowed me with her words of encouragement just a few months before. Physically, I was at a zero. The weight came on fast and furious during the first year of marriage and you know what, I have no regrets. The nights I spent with Scott out on the town dining and drinking are my favourite. We fumbled around Melbourne, nailed down the best dining spots for us and ate mouth-watering meals; we've also met and learned the names of some of our now most-loved waiters and waitresses. It was bliss, the best 15 kilos I ever put on and I'm not ashamed to admit this. Although, what I am ashamed of is the denial I experieneced. Generally, I'd like to think of myself as a very happy-go-lucky person and my happiness was blinding me to the fact that my body was changing in shape and size. Round bits stuck out like a sore thumb, pants didn't zip up like they used to and my thighs, it was as if someone had sandpapered my skin (this is known as chub rub my friends).
Leggings and oversized cardigans were the things I wore on the weekend and yet I continued to squeeze myself into the clothes (for work) that were beginning to tear at the seams. Not cute. Fashion is integral to my life and I couldn't wear pretty things. It was sacrilege for me to enter a plus size store, I couldn't cross the threshold mentally or physically. The icing on the cake for me happened during a personal shopping trip in Florence; our guide brought us to some of the most exclusive stores and I could barerly get into a size 44 (European). Talk about deflated. Subconsciously I think I knew how much I had changed; looking back at some of the photos I had taken around the world and here in Australia, I noticed a recurring theme. I took tons of photos of my feet! Wouldn't you rather see a smiling face as you recounted the moments of delight and whim?
I think you get the point. I've travelled to some of the most beautiful places and all I managed to do was snap pictures of my well-manicured feet. I'm not a big gal; I stand just under five feet and three inches, in metric 159 centimetres. Five pounds is all it takes for a vertically-challenged person from going from fit to fat. I am not a stranger to being chubby; I was always the big girl in class and then the weight fell off almost over night when I was 17-years-old. Boys started to remember my name and I had a new social life. In college, the weight crept back on a little bit and then I was thrusted into life, a failed relationship, mediocre career prospects, student debt and everything else. And then I rekindled things with Scott - we fell hard and eloped in Vegas when he was there initially to meet my parents. From the stress of my life changing so rapidly I lost a lot of weight, a bit of my hair and even some of my sanity. You can't question things, but plan when a move so major is set into motion.
Since October, with the help of Casey and my food coach Alex, I have lost about five kilos; it's nothing major, but it's a start. The things that make me the happiest about my weight loss are my clothes fit, I can wear coloured skinny jeans, Australian fashion is now within my reach and I feel as fit as I did two years ago. Alex told me something that struck a chord, "you won't lose weight until you're ready." I know I'm ready and I have these two lovely ladies to help me get there.
Over the next 12 weeks I am going to document my weight loss progression and be as honest and forthcoming about the peaks and the valleys. This won't be easy and is something I'm fully commited to doing. Plus, there's a potential trip to Malta waiting at the end for Scott and I. Keep up with me as I rant, rave and whinge.
Oh, and I had the best pancake breakfast this morning as a my final meal before buckling down.
Starting Weight: TBC on Tuesday's weigh in
Height: 159 CM
BMI: TBC on Tuesday's weigh in
*Full disclosure: I am in no way affiliated with or endorsed by Fernwood Fitness. The opinions and thoughts expressed here are completely my own. I am a proud paying member of Fernwood Fitness Melbourne.
In order to get an up close and personal look at Chanel's Spring 2012 collection, I did what any girl would do, I booked an appointment to have my makeup done. Am I right? I paid a $50 booking fee which went towards my purchase for whatever tickled my fancy. Upon arrival, I was placed in Marina's capable hands; I let her do what she pleased because I was pooped from the work day. To be quite honest, I didn't fully enjoy my time due to being so tired - I've been dragging and probably don't make for the best company in the world right now. But as my trainer Casey told me last week after an early morning work-out, "fake it 'til you make it." And that's exactly why I bought Blush Horizon de Chanel.
The great thing about Blush Horizon de Chanel is the fact that it's a three-in-one blush. There are varying shades of pink bands and illuminators which helps to create a cool pink, a warm coral and a hybrid of both - see above. To boot, this blush feels as soft as silk. Marina went with the top half for my cheeks; as for my eyes, she played them up with Les 4 Ombres in Eclosion and then lined my lids with Long-lasting Eyeliner in Grenat, a merlot/bordeaux wine colour. And finally for my lips, we went with Rouge Coco Shine in Candeur and topped it off with Glossimer in Bagatelle.
Am I faking it until I make it? I took these photos after an insanely long day at work - I went back to the grind that same evening in order to tie up a few loose ends and also happened to shock a few co-workers with my made up face.
For those wondering about the evolution of my brows, it really has been a work in progress. I finally went to the wonderful Romina in South Yarra. Every third week I go see her to whip them into fighting shape; tinting has certainly helped to define them even more so. Karma is definitely a you know what - I skipped an appointment last Friday and they're getting a tad unruly. Hopefully she'll take me back, please? Until then, I'll be using my new Chanel eyebrow pencil to keep them in check.
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* For those wondering about my headband, you can buy it here.
Benefit's Hervana
My angel wings may've been clipped ages ago. I might not swear, but I drink the occassional adult beverage and I am judgemental as can be. I believe there's a place in hell reserved for me; until then, I'll pretend and wear a bit of Hervana for good measure. Cotton candy and swirled to perfection - this sugary confection concocted by Benefit was first released in the US (online only at first) in December 2011 and finally graced the land of Oz in early February. I went as far as pre-ordering Hervana from Benefit's site, but my Mom still has yet to send it to me; my impatience won out and I ended up buying it again last week. P-Cakes can keep the other one or she can exchange it for something else :) I can't really get cross with her, she's a very busy and hardworking lady.
I had a heck of a time trying to swatch Hervana and when I tried capturing it with my camera, it just wouldn't translate that well. For my cheeks, I had to apply several layers before I started to see anything. If you look really close, you'll notice the lightest shade (lucky shell) is a perfect colour match for my skin tone.
I love the subtlety of Hervana, but I fear I will go through this quickly just from having to go in for so many helpings (maybe I should tell Mom to send the extra one my way after all). However, the scent doesn't disappoint; it's a combination of fruity and floral, but not so fragrant it makes you turn your nose up. In order to give this quad a fair shot, definitely factor in your skin's colour and test it before you buy it. I think if I had a tan, Hervana would really shine.
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Nicole is a Melbourne (Australia) based beauty blogger who has a lifetime of experience admiring all things bright and beautiful in the world of fashion, makeup, handbags and more. She moved to Australia with her husband Scott in October of 2010 and has brought with her a passion for polka-dots, a mania for manicures, and a hankering for handbags. Bagful of Notions is dedicated to Nicole's adventures in these colourful worlds as she shares with you top beauty tips and delicious discoveries she's sure you'll enjoy!
A Melbourne-based beauty blogger and personal makeup shopper who considers herself as a local guinea pig, litmus tester, makeup cheater and your friend who will tell you when something is stuck between your teeth. Here's a toothpick.
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