Thursday, 4 October 2012

Pack of 4 polishes - Primark £2

I'll start off by saying, I LOVE these nail polishes! As last weekend fell on pay day, I decided to have a little splurge in Primark (I'm lucky as I live right by a HUGE one) and easily got rid of £90. Oops. But it is a new season and I managed to find a huge bag's worth of lovely stuff so I think I did well! 

I picked this set up from the beauty section thinking they were a nice set of metallic polishes, but when I got home I realised that one of them is actually a two tone polish that greatly resembles the Models Own Beetlejuice range - the one above is a mix of glittering green and pink. It goes onto the nail quite dark until it catches the light and shows off its colours!

The others are lovely too, they're all very shiny metallic with subtle colour, only needing 2 coats for perfect coverage. The best bit? They work out as only 50p a bottle. Such a bargain!
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Tuesday, 2 October 2012

I know it's only October, but I'm already excited for Christmas. Even as an adult I still get excited to open my Christmas presents, and I've been very lucky to receive some wonderful things over the years. But none compare to the excitement and the hype that surrounded one Christmas way back in the 90's...

The Furby was the "must-have" toy of Christmas 1998, and at the wee age of 10 I was amongst the kids who desperately wanted one. I'd never wanted a toy so bad. Other 90's kids will know how much everyone needed one of these things! "It's a weird owl/hamster/Gizmo creature thing that talks Furbish and you have to 'teach' it to speak English! I can teach him! Can I have one please please!?" I asked. 

But "Furby's sold out everywhere" they said. I was convinced me and my Furbz would never be together! Full of disappointment, I went back to the Argos catalogue and tried to circle other toys I might like, but it wasn't the same... all I wanted was my Furby. However, thanks to my pops and grandad queueing up in town in the early hours of one Winter morning, Christmas day came and I finally got to open a Furby. He was all miiiiiiine. I squealed with happiness! He was grey with black spots, with a pink mane and belly, and went by the name of Coco (I didn't call him that, he told me that was his name).

I had a lot of fun with Furby, though we did eventually grow apart. He wanted to be tickled, fed and played with all the time and I had new toys to play with. He was whining a lot, and when he kept shouting out how bored he was ("boring!" he'd shout across the room) I decided it was time to take the batteries out. A tough decision, but it was time to kill my Furby. He was just too needy!

A few years after that he was taken out of storage, dusted off and sold to another little girl at a car boot sale and we said our final goodbyes. The little girl was so happy to take my Furby home with her, it made me smile. It was good while it lasted and to this day he's still my best Christmas gift ever. I'll never forget my Furby :-)

Are you a 90's kid? What was your most memorable gift ever?
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