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Hello my pretty summer flowers, it has been so long! Firstly I would like to once more apologies for an unjust and lengthy absence, but for real, 2016 has been kicking my ass. I spend my days working, stress eating and sleeping. And also, somehow I am working not one, but two jobs, and am broke. Isn’t life the shit?

So, Cybi Update No. 1 has got the be that I have a fringe again! And my hair is black now! I’m not saying that I only cut it to hide a GIGANTIC spot that magically appeared on my forehead one day, but the timing to the two appearing did coincide remarkably well… Any way, I’m adorable, as I keep reminding everyone with barricades of shameless selfies. As I am about to do now…

As you can see, I’m cute AF. The way I’m looking at it, 2016 can make me miserable, but it can’t make me ugly.

Swerving back to the job I mentioned earlier, I realize that I mentioned going for an interview in one of my last posts, and that was the last of it… well, I am now a Hostess in a McDonalds. I know what you’re thinking.

‘Someone is paying me to be nice to people?’

There was no-one more shocked than I was when they hired me, but they did, and I’m so happy about that because it is hands down the best place I have ever worked. The customers might be bat-shit crazy at the best of times, and a lot of them might have the weirdest habit of handing me half eaten burgers, but between the absolutely fabulous crew and the paychecks, I am so in love with my job! So at least there’s that.

Working all the time, you would think that I’m loaded, right? I thought that too… Oh, how I was wrong. Because I have little, to no self control, I seem to be completely unable to budget my wages. Not only that but I have this terrible habit of buying lots of crap that I don’t really need (three pairs of the same Public Desire boots in different colours, anyone?)

All thanks to my utter lack of financial savvy, I spend every second Thursday and the following weekend like this:

And the rest of the week and a half in between more like this:

I’m currently on the downswing of a broke period. I get paid this Thursday, and this morning, I had €5. I’m not saying I spent my last fiver on a cappuccino, but I did have a cappuccino this morning, too. You see, I have a problem. I think I need an accountant. Or maybe just someone to cut up my debit card, cos I’m sure as shit not doing it.

Every second weekend, though, well that’s party time! If I’m a lucky duck and my weekly day off happens to fall on a Sunday, then on Saturday, we party.

See actual footage of my and Sinead in the pub:

Proceed to downing far too many Jagerbombs in a very short amount of time, and floating around the pub like a drunk fairy for the rest of the night, until it’s time to spin home and eat enough Burger King to feed a village.

So far, this whole ‘becoming an adult’ thing has been pretty crap. Just the other day, I was thinking to myself, “God, I’d love to just curl up and watch Netflix non-stop for a week straight with a ton of popcorn and stuff with cheese melted on it.” It was a nice thought, until I realized that I’m literally never going to be able to do that again.

What was once my favourite hobby is now nothing but a found memory I can recall when I’ve been cleaning tables and emptying bins for 6 hours straight. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Responsibility sucks.

And I don’t even really have any responsibilities yet! Realistically, if the mood so took me, there is nothing (except for a lack funds) stopping me from upping and moving to Australia or Canada or somewhere cool. But what about when I have a real job, and a dog and a mortgage? I already pay taxes, for Gods sake, isn’t that enough?! I’m not even 20 yet, and I’m already terrified of being really old. I mean, can you imagine being 40?

Okay my pretties, I’m signing off for what I promise will not be a long time!

stay classy,

xo, Cybi

The Bitch Is Back

Hello my pretty summer flowers, it has been so long! Firstly I would like to once more apologies for an unjust and lengthy absence, but for real, 2016 has been kicking my ass.

The Bitch Is Back Hello my pretty summer flowers, it has been so long! Firstly I would like to once more apologies for an unjust and lengthy absence, but for real, 2016 has been kicking my ass.

What would there be better to do on a sunny/rainy/sunny again day inconveniently littered with spells of April showers than to pick my favourite person in the world up from school and bring him for ice cream. The answer? Nothing.

Unfortunately, I seem to have the worst luck with the weather and being outside. It was gorgeous outside, until I left, at which point it started raining. Until of course I got on the train, then it stopped raining for the length of the train ride. Then it started again once I had to walk up to the school. It was very inconvenient, and my hair suffered more than I did. All I can say is thank God for sunglasses, because my eye make-up was protected and I didn’t end up looking like a panda.

Despite the fact that it was April, it was still pretty chilly out so I just decided to go with a mini woolen shift dress. As usual, I stuck with the safe black and white combination, because quite honestly, I’m pretty terrified of wearing colours. I just never really know how to mix and match them, I would probably end up looking like some kind of parrot :P That being said, the outfit I have planned out for my next job interview has some colour in it. I’m wearing green and brown, so hopefully it looks well, but all I know is that I was born to wear business casual, so all should go well.

Coat//Dorothy Perkins Outerwear

Dress//F & F Clothing

Necklace//Debenhams

Hoops&Ring&Scarf//Primark

Runners//LaSula Boutique

Sunglasses//Shop Moonchild

Bag//Reaction by Kenneth Cole

These sunglasses are seriously one of my favourite pairs, I think the only ones I love little bit more are my giant circular ones that I got from the New Yorker in Stuttgart. These ones are so cool though, any time I spoke to someone I could see them reading the frames.. It was brilliant.

Of course, I also took hella selfies because I looked super cute, and also am incredibly into myself… And now I’ll shamelessly share a collage that is purely selfies… You’re welcome…

Highlighter//”Pearl Shimmer” by Bourjois

Eyebrow//Archery Precision Pen in “Brownie Points”

Lipstick&Lipliner//”Nude” P.S. Liquid Lipstick and Lipliner

Eyeshadows//MakeUp Revolution “Naked Chocolate”and “Pure Cult” Palettes

Powder&Foundation//Rimmel, “Ivory”

On the train on my way to Monkstown, I suddenly got this really happy feeling in my belly, because it was so nice and sunny out, and we were driving past the beach and the sea looked so nice, and it was so warm and calm, it was amazing. Then, I was walking past Monkstown beach with my brother later, and the same thing happened again, it was brilliant and I felt so happy.

Keep an eye out for my Interview OOTD, coming soon!

stay classy,

xo, Cybi

Hello, Spring! OOTD

What would there be better to do on a sunny/rainy/sunny again day inconveniently littered with spells of April showers than to pick my favourite person in the world up from school and bring him for ice cream.

Hello, Spring! OOTD What would there be better to do on a sunny/rainy/sunny again day inconveniently littered with spells of April showers than to pick my favourite person in the world up from school and bring him for ice cream.

Despite the fact that it’s late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme. Black will forever and always be my go-to colour. Especially when my mother informs me at midnight on Friday that we’re going to a party on Saturday night. So I had to plan my outfit on the train home from work. In the end, I went for a slouchy t-shirt dress and some cute peep toe heels with tons of gold jewelry and some red. Obviously, there was red.

This latest outfit was awesome because the baggy fit of the dress allowed for beer bloat (always important) and the two massive slits up the side meant remembering to ‘sit like a lady’ was less of a problem and more of an ‘eh the dress will cover anything up’ thought.

Ring // New Look

Hoops // H&M

Heels // Primark

Necklace // Debenhams

Dress // H&M

Leather Jacket // Vintage

Brother // For Sale

Eyeshadow // ‘Born To Die’ & ‘Paris’ palettes by Make Up Revolution

Eyefoil // Rose Gold by Make Up Revolution

Lipstick // ‘Make an Entrance’ by Collection 17

Brows // Archery Brow Pen by Soap & Glory in ‘Brownie Points’

Hair Colour // Real Red by Live Colour XXL

I used to just wear a lot of red because it matched my hair, but I think at this stage I’ve gotten too comfortable with either wearing nude or red lips. It’s definitely time for me to change up my lip routine. I’ve already switched up my eyes, from my day-to-day gold into black fade to a smoky pink and brown I’ve been fond of as of late. I’ve also been leaning towards purple a bit too!

I’m 90% certain this sudden change-up in my make up routine has stemmed from my bulking up of my collection, thanks to my new obsession with Make Up Revolution. Check out this post to read about my latest (massive) haul, and judge me if you must but it won’t stop me from ordering from them on my net payday.

Stay Classy,

xo, Cybi

Springtime but Punk Rock

Despite the fact that it’s late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme.

Springtime but Punk Rock Despite the fact that it's late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme.

Despite the fact that it’s late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme. Black will forever and always be my go-to colour. Especially when my mother informs me at midnight on Friday that we’re going to a party on Saturday night. So I had to plan my outfit on the train home from work. In the end, I went for a slouchy t-shirt dress and some cute peep toe heels with tons of gold jewelry and some red. Obviously, there was red.

This latest outfit was awesome because the baggy fit of the dress allowed for beer bloat (always important) and the two massive slits up the side meant remembering to ‘sit like a lady’ was less of a problem and more of an ‘eh the dress will cover anything up’ thought.

Ring // New Look

Hoops // H&M

Heels // Primark

Necklace // Debenhams

Dress // H&M

Leather Jacket // Vintage

Brother // For Sale

Eyeshadow // ‘Born To Die’ & ‘Paris’ palettes by Make Up Revolution

Eyefoil // Rose Gold by Make Up Revolution

Lipstick // ‘Make an Entrance’ by Collection 17

Brows // Archery Brow Pen by Soap & Glory in ‘Brownie Points’

Hair Colour // Real Red by Live Colour XXL

I used to just wear a lot of red because it matched my hair, but I think at this stage I’ve gotten too comfortable with either wearing nude or red lips. It’s definitely time for me to change up my lip routine. I’ve already switched up my eyes, from my day-to-day gold into black fade to a smoky pink and brown I’ve been fond of as of late. I’ve also been leaning towards purple a bit too!

I’m 90% certain this sudden change-up in my make up routine has stemmed from my bulking up of my collection, thanks to my new obsession with Make Up Revolution. Check out this post to read about my latest (massive) haul, and judge me if you must but it won’t stop me from ordering from them on my net payday.

Stay Classy,

xo, Cybi

Springtime but Punk Rock

Despite the fact that it’s late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme.

Springtime but Punk Rock Despite the fact that it's late April and the weather in Ireland is (thankfully) starting to pick up, I refuse to change my colour scheme.

I’ve always been more of a binge shopper for clothes, rather than make-up. I’m not going to lie, it’s only been because I can justify spending €30 or €40 on a dress, a handbag or a pair of heels, I can’t justify spending that on a lipstick or a mascara!

This entire haul only cost me £35, and it also included a free gift mystery bag worth £25. I bought an insane amount of make-up for this amazing price, including no less than 8 palettes.

Anyway, back to MUR. There is literally nothing in the ‘cons’ column for this brand. Their products are all made to an amazingly high quality, everything has adorable packaging and their huge selection of products makes it the only place you need ever go for all your make-up needs.I never understood why mothers were constantly taking and posting pictures of their children until now.

Ever since I’ve started using Make Up Revolution, I’ve become way more excited about doing my make up and taking pictures of myself. I feel like a proud mother, who just wants to share her make-up with the world and everyone she knows.

Selfie Boom

As a parting note, I have found my new favourite quote, from Brooklyn 99, so I thought I would share it with you all. Here it is😀

I was born to be in politics. I have great hair and I love lying.

– Chelsea Peretti

Stay classy y’all,

xo, Cybi

Make-Up Revolution Haul

I’ve always been more of a binge shopper for clothes, rather than make-up. I’m not going to lie, it’s only been because I can justify spending €30 or €40 on a dress, a handbag or a pair of heels, I can’t justify spending that on a lipstick or a mascara!

Make-Up Revolution Haul I've always been more of a binge shopper for clothes, rather than make-up. I'm not going to lie, it's only been because I can justify spending €30 or €40 on a dress, a handbag or a pair of heels, I can't justify spending that on a lipstick or a mascara!

(I tried to dig up as many bad teeth photos as I could but they’re from so long ago that the quality on most of them is shit, I’m sorry!)

I have been waiting for this sweet release for the last 6 years. When I was 13, I got a huge metal chunk put in the back of my mouth to stretch my palette, and since then up until last month, the amount of metal in my mouth has only grown. All of my dental problems stemmed from my not losing my baby teeth, which led to sever overcrowding and my teeth basically doing whatever they felt like. In the end, I had to have 13 teeth removed before I even got my braces. At the time, I sold them to my brother for €2 per tooth.

Circa 2013, you can see Bob sticking out the back of the rest of my teeth. He has since returned to his assigned seat.

I had my braces for the best part of 5 years, and if you think being a teenage girl is bad, being a teenager with braces is worse. Not only did I have to worry about cramps and PMS, I now had aching gums and swollen cheeks to add to that list. And God forbid if they fell on the same week! I basically spent the last half decade in a bad mood.

Circa 2014, when I first learned how to take a selfie. Also the first time I braved lipstick.

One thing that I really want to thank younger me for is that I didn’t get those ridiculous coloured bands on my braces. When I first got the option, I said no because I couldn’t pick any one colour, but when I turned 17 and 18, and my braces were still there, I could only thank God that they weren’t wrapped in blue plastic too.

I distinctly remember being younger and not thinking my teeth were too bad. Like, that was a conscious thought that I had. When you see the before and after picture, you’ll get why I really shouldn’t have been thinking that. At my worst, I had two teeth on my upper gum actually growing 1cm behind the rest, on the roof of my mouth. The bottom ones were close to going the same way, and I got the nickname Sharky from my ridiculous rows of teeth. That being said, though, I was never ashamed of my braces as you can clearly see from every picture taken of me ever :P I always have a stupid pout of a big toothy smile, which is wonderful now that my teeth are amazing but not so wonderful back then when my teeth were mental!

The Before and After. Surprisingly, the Before had a boyfriend but the After had no such luck.

Naturally, I learned how to rock the braces, which is a good thing considering I did have to suffer with them for all of my teens. If I hadn’t learned how to take a good selfie, I would have been screwed. When I went to Edinburgh in January, it was my braces’ last holiday which makes me a lot sadder than it should. I’m just thankful I took a ridiculous amount of selfies.

Me, Sinéad and my braces in Greyfriars Kirkyard

All in all, I think I’m looking great without them and I couldn’t be happier to be rid of them! I am happy with all the work my braces did, but I honestly never want to see them again! So hear you can have tons of braces free teeth selfies!

Stay classy,

xo, Cybi

Bye Bye Braces

(I tried to dig up as many bad teeth photos as I could but they’re from so long ago that the quality on most of them is shit, I’m sorry!)

Bye Bye Braces (I tried to dig up as many bad teeth photos as I could but they're from so long ago that the quality on most of them is shit, I'm sorry!)

On Sunday was the 100 year anniversary of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin City, Ireland. To celebrate and mark the occasion, there was a military and civil forces parade through the city, as well as a reading of the Proclamation outside the GPO and an Air Corps fly past.

Now, it’s time to take a knee children because it’s story time. For those of you who aren’t too familiar with the history behind the Rising, here’s a very basic outline.

In 1915, a revolution was planned by 7 leaders of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, as an armed rebellion against the British control of Ireland. The Rising began on Easter Monday, because the British armed forces were to attend the Easter races in the Curragh in Co. Kildare, and so the city was relatively empty of opposition for the rebels. Despite the fact that in 1916, the Rising fell in late April, but each year is commemorated on Easter weekend because Catholicism has been imbued in the Irish as a centric part of life.

On Easter Monday, Ireland was proclaimed a republic by he rebels, and Forógra na bPoblachta, signed by 7 leaders of the Rising, was handed out to the public as the marched on the GPO, which then acted as the Republican headquarters for the remaining of the Rising. The Forógra was then read aloud by Pádraig Mac Piarais, and flags of the newly proclaimed Irish Republic were hoisted. Martial law was declared in Dublin by the British on Tuesday, and by Saturday, the Republicans were forced to surrender, after a fire broke out in the GPO due to heavy gunfire.

The reading of the proclamation outside the GPO is one of the most marked moments in Irish history, and this moment was specially remebered last Sunday, when an officer read the same proclamation, in the same spot.

The Easter Rising was ended after only six days, with unconditional surrender of the rebel forces to the British, and near 500 deaths, most of which were civilian. I always like to note when I’m talking about the Rising, the Eamonn de Valera was also involved, but managed to evade execution because he was American (and because he hid in Bolands Mill for most of the week). He later went on the throw a hissy fit that ended in the Irish Civil War.

I went to the parade with pretty much my entire family who are, as my friend says, wet for Ireland. The parade was brilliant, and there were also amazingly fluffy puppies as well. It was quite hilarious when 16 police dogs stopped at the top of the road leading down to Temple Bar, and all proceeded to go absolutely mental.

There was also several old tanks and MTV’s that were used in loads of different places all over the world. Some of the tanks that were driven through dated back as far as 1920. They also had guns and artillery that impressed my brother to no end.

As well as the guns and tanks, there were also several different marching bands. It didn’t help that some of them were one after another, and both playing totally different songs. Here’s a quick video I took of the tunes :)

I have to say though, the best part of the whole parade had to be the Army Rangers, who were all crammed into maybe 3 vans, wearing black Morphe suits under their uniform and were hanging off the vans they were on like monkeys from the Jungle Book. My brother was very impressed with them, and all they wanted to do was wave at the crowd.

I shall leave you with some selfies I took with my family at the parade. Also, S/O to anyone who knows my father, I managed to grab a photo of him in which he’s actually smiling. You’re welcome.

and finally

Stay classy,

xo, Cybi

1916 Centenery Commoration feat. actual photo of my dad smiling and some puppies

On Sunday was the 100 year anniversary of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin City, Ireland. To celebrate and mark the occasion, there was a military and civil forces parade through the city, as well as a reading of the Proclamation outside the GPO and an Air Corps fly past.

1916 Centenery Commoration feat. actual photo of my dad smiling and some puppies On Sunday was the 100 year anniversary of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin City, Ireland. To celebrate and mark the occasion, there was a military and civil forces parade through the city, as well as a reading of the Proclamation outside the GPO and an Air Corps fly past.

Naming My Posts Is Harder Than Writing Them...

Naming My Posts Is Harder Than Writing Them…

I am honestly so disappointed in myself in how long it has been since I’ve written a blog post. I took a break from writing when it became a chore for me, rather than what I did when I was procrastinating everything else. Writing is my fun, safe thing and when I began dreading going home to write, it was time to take a step back. Now, I am genuinely excited to be writing this again. I’m not sure…

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They do say that a picture tells a thousand words…

2015 was a great year for me. I finished secondary school, got accepted to the college of my dreams and it finally felt like I was growing up a little bit. I’m not going to say ‘becoming an adult’, because that’s far from the truth. Adults are people who pay bills and wear too much brown. I prefer black.

When I was trawling through my Instagram feed, trying to find the perfect photo that summed up 2015 for me, there were so many jumping out at me, but in the end I choose this one:

It’s a selfie (what else was it going to be?) that I took standing 1000 feet above sea-level on the Skellig Cliffs. After our final exams, my best friend and I went on a road trip with her parents, doing the Ring of Kerry, and along our journey we stopped off here. The sights were just gorgeous, and it’s amazing how we take for granted the things we have on our doorstep.

I chose this photo as my favourite of 2015 for two very different reasons. The first, and slightly more sane, is because being there really made me appreciate how beautiful and wild Ireland really is, and it definitely opened my eyes to an Ireland outside Dublin. I’ve always loved to travel, but I never considered going ‘down the country’, as we say here, as going on holiday, until we went to Kerry. I’ve always said that I’m going to get out of Ireland as soon as I could, and move abroad the first chance I get, and even though that still stands to fact, after this holiday was the first time I ever considered coming back.

Standing here, at the very edge of the drop, with only some chicken wire separating me from near death, I felt like I was standing on the edge of the world. This brings me to my second reason for choosing this photo.

Unbeknownst to me was that, while I was standing there on that cliff taking that selfie, wearing my mothers stolen necklace, I was actually taking the picture that would really sum up my whole 2015. That year was the ‘cliff’ of my life. I had just climbed up the massive big hill of the Leaving Cert exams, and now I was smiling, looking out at the beautiful view of freedom. But there were rocks at the bottom. I was about to start college, and suddenly my very boring, nerdy life was geared into hyper speed and I was having to make all these decisions about my future. No amount of career guidance or stress-fueled hair changes in the hopes of your life changing (of which I had 6) can help you when you’re free from school and thrown into the deep end.

I think I’m making this road trip sound much more philosophical and Kerouac-esque than it really was. In the moment, it was just a really nice time away from home, with lots of beer and barbecued chicken, but looking back on it now, that holiday is a very fond memory of mine, and I think it had a much more subconscious effect on me than I first realized.

Here are some more photographs of the views from the top of the Skellig Cliffs. My selfie really doesn’t do them justice, and I wouldn’t forgive myself if I hadn’t included them!

Okay, maybe that wasn’t a thousand words, but really, if there were a thousand, who would read them all? I’m not that interesting…

Make sure to have a read of my blog post about driving The Ring of Kerry here! I’m really curious to see what photo I’ll choose to sum up 2016 this time next year…

Make sure to have a peep at the Social Print Studio photobooks too, they’re very cute. I personally adore the metal prints and posters too!

Stay classy boys and girls,

xo, Cybi

My Favorite Photo of 2015

They do say that a picture tells a thousand words… 2015 was a great year for me.

My Favorite Photo of 2015 They do say that a picture tells a thousand words... 2015 was a great year for me.

Okay, so Soap and Glory has been around for donkeys and I’m not denying that I am super late coming to this party. I am, however, surprised with the quality of these products! I think that because of the gorgeous and kitchsy packaging of the stuff, I just assumed it was really cheap quality. Basically, I thought you were buying a pretty bottle.

I was talking to my aunt about this, and she told me that she swears by the bath wash & body lotions, and recommended I try them. I have seriously sensitive skin, so I was really apprehensive. To convince me I was wrong, or to prove she was right, my aunt bought me a travel-size Soap and Glory “Clean On Me” body wash to bring with me to Edinburgh, and I did.

When I first used it, I was terrified that it would make my skin feel like I was on fire, or that I would break out in an awful rash. Honestly, I was genuinely shocked when I didn’t. The smell was amazing and, I’m so used to boring, I scented shower gel that it made me feel so clean! You need very little to work it up into a good lather with a loofah, and it was so creamy that my skin felt exfoliated and moisturized, even though I had just scrubbed it!

The travel-sized bottle it so handy, and it lasts forever. It was great to bring on holidays, but I would absolutely buy the big bottle to keep at home too. This exceeded my expectations for the body products by far, and I was very impressed with the quality.

After using the body wash, I decided to try out the Soap & Glory make-up range. I knew they had brought one out after the success of the bath and body line, but again, I was scared that the products would once again be totally gimmicky. I was once again wrong. They have a huge range of products, from lipsticks, to eye shadows, to face powders. Now, I’ve been using the same foundation and powder for 6 years, so I wasn’t about to go changing them. As far as eye shadows go, I am absolutely an Urban Decay palette girl – single pot shadows have never really flown a flag for me, so they were out. I’m not picky about my eyeliner, mascara or eyebrow pencils, so I decided to see how the Soap and Glory products held up.

I bought the Archery Brow Tint and Precision Pencil and the Supercat Fat Eyeliner Pen for myself, as a treat on my latest shopping spree (keep an eye out for my shopping haul blog post!)

The packaging was gorgeous, for starters, and I especially loved the sleek, shiny black pens. They are both very similar, and I loved the uniform look of that. The eyeliner pen was duel ended, and it was shockingly easy to achieve the perfect eyebrows. First, you fill out the colour, mine was ‘Brownie Points’, with the marker pen end. Secondly, you shape your brows with the crayon end, smoothing out the colour and giving extra texture. It was super easy, painless and the best brow pencil I’ve ever used. Hands down. Super impressed.

I decided to buy eyeliner and not mascara purely because mine had just run out. I have been using Rimmel Exaggerate Eye Liner for about a year, and I was really impressed with it’s staying power, but found it very tricky to use at the best of times, so I decided it was time for a change. This eyeliner, which I bought in ‘Pitch Black Perfect’, was so easy to apply I did both my eyes perfectly in the space of time it would have taken to maybe do one eye with my old eyeliner. It was very easy to neaten up, and the marker tip made application a dream.

The colour was dark, but I was quite apprehensive about it’s staying power. It holds better over eye shadow than without, but I the colour was noticeably weaker by the time I was taking it off. I still didn’t feel the need to touch it up, though. I’m very happy with the ease of application of this eyeliner, but I would recommend dabbing matte black shadow over it with an angled brush while it’s still wet, for a darker, longer liner.

Stay classy,

xo, Cybi

Soap and Glory – Review

Okay, so Soap and Glory has been around for donkeys and I’m not denying that I am super late coming to this party.

Soap and Glory – Review Okay, so Soap and Glory has been around for donkeys and I'm not denying that I am super late coming to this party.

After packing/shoving all our crap back into our bags, Sinéad and I checked out and headed to a café for a healthy, balanced breakfast coffee and cake. We also had to do our make-up there, like hobo’s. After breakfast, we headed to Edinburgh’s Dungeon, which was just up the road a little from Prince’s Street Gardens, where we had been the day before.

I was super excited to see the Burke and Hare show, but I was really disappointed when there were no actors. but a voice over. Despite that, it was really good which the lights and special effects and things that poke you and stuff.

Burke and Hare were Irish grave robbers turned murderers who sold cadavers to the Anatomical university in Edinburgh when the supply ran dry. They sold their first body for £7.10, which equates to £731 today, and decided to keep killing, to keep the money coming in. After killing 16 people, their final murder, of Margery Campbell, led to their discovery, and Burke hanged for their crimes. His skeleton is hanging today in the Anatomical Museum of the University of Edinburgh, but I didn’t get to see it because it’s open one day a month.

I was terrified during the boat ride to the caves of Galloway because it was pitch black out, and they had rages tied to the ceiling, which kept touching my hair and face. Then we went in to a cannibal’s den, and the show of Sawney Bean was insanely interesting. I had no idea there even were cannibals in Scotland until then, that one was probably my favourite part. There was also a bit about the Plague which was brilliant, where they burnt the city, but I think we mostly enjoyed that because the guy was really cute.

After the Dungeon, we went shopping for a while and then to Starbucks, where we got the nicest Caramel Machiattos I’ve ever had! After coffee time, we decided to walk down to the Palace again, to have a better look around and avoid breaking any laws this time! It was nice to see it in the daylight, and it definitely looks to me like somewhere I could be quite comfortable living…

We had a look around the whisky shops, because that’s what you do in Scotland, and there were loads of really cool bottled ones, and loads of really expensive ones. They also had really cool distills of Bruichladdich, like this one ‘The Classic Ladiie’, and also there was this £5,000 bottle of Glenfiddich… I would say that would get you fairly toasted…

Before we went home, we saw Scott’s Monument, which is the biggest monument in tribute to an author in the world. It’s between Princes Street Gardens and the National Gallery. Here’s a photo I took on our way to get the airport bus, which is the view of Scott’s Monument and Jenners from the Mound.

Also, all the while we were there, the Iosagáin tartan seemed to be following us…

We landed just before 10, and I was asleep by 11. All in all, they were 3 of the best days ever, and on a whole, the entire trip only cost me about £300. Unfortunately, we didn’t get to go on a tour of the Vaults, see the National Museum of Scotland or see Burke’s skeleton, but I’ll definitely be back for those!

xo, Cybi

P.S. Have a read of Edinburgh 2016: Day One and Day Two!

Edinburgh 2016: Day Three

After packing/shoving all our crap back into our bags, Sinéad and I checked out and headed to a café for…

Edinburgh 2016: Day Three After packing/shoving all our crap back into our bags, Sinéad and I checked out and headed to a café for…

Up at 9am after a ridiculous sleep, and we went to the worlds cutest tea shop for breakfast. It was called Eteaket, and it was in the New City, on Frederick Street. I had a bacon sandwich and Chili & Cherry Hot Chocolate, and Sinéad had granola and chamomile tea, because she’s fancy. The tea came out with the cutest little timer so you would know when it was perfectly brewed.

After breakfast, we went for a wander around the Princes Street Gardens, and, very important, we bought a selfie stick. Easily the best thing I’ve ever spent money on. Princes Street Gardens is a tiny public park right beside Waverley station, at the foot of Edinburgh Castle. It used to be the Nor Loch which surrounded the castle, but it was drained in the 1700’s, and the unearthed foundations of the New City were put there to create the Gardens. After the park, we walked to the castle, but it felt more like a hike.

Because we clearly don’t know everything, we decided to walk the only way that was obvious to us: up. Apparently there was another way that was not only shorter, but right beside where we had been that morning. Not ones to ever do things the easy way, we walked up an artificial hill called the Mound, which felt like whatever the opposite to abseiling is. This road was at such a high angle, we were genuinely surprised to see cars going up it, and they weren’t able to drive down because they would gain too much speed. We died.

At the top of or hike, we came across the Witchery by the Castle, which is a Gothic high brow restaurant that we could in no way afford, so we rambled around and took photos. Across from the Witchery is the Camera Obscura, with walls covered in these hilarious mirrors, so one again we took photos.

After that, we walked up and around the Castle for a while. It was amazing, being up so high, you could see the entire city from over the wall. On our way back down, we stopped at Deacon’s House Café on Brodie’s Close for coffee and cake. They had a statue of the Deacon outside, so of course I took selfies with it.

On our way back to the hostel before lunch, we stopped into some shops where we found the coolest stuff.

After lunch, we decided to walk to The Palace of Holyrood House, which is the Royal Residence in Scotland. Mary Queen of Scots lived here during her reign. The Palace is at the very end of the Royal Mile, so we rambled down the whole street and passed some cool pubs on our way. This awesome and witchy clock is on the Tollbooth, which used to be where people convicted in the city were tried, tortured and jailed but now it’s a pub. Obviously.

My favourite of all these pubs, The World’s End, is at World’s End Close, which is so named because when Edinburgh was a walled city, the wall ended at this pub. The people couldn’t afford the toll to come back inside the wall’s so very few left and to them, the world really did end at this wall.

By the time we got to the Palace, it had closed for the night, but I was determined to get a photo anyway, so I enlisted my trusty selfie stick. I stuck it through the bars of the gate and got these two crappy photos, but we had to run away before I could get more because typical me, I was trespassing on Royal property. And I didn’t even realize until Sinéad spotted the security guard heading straight for us.

After my misdemeanor, we went for dinner in a restaurant called Burgers & Beers. I loved how over-explanatory the name of the place was. My burger was called the Marcellus Wallace and it had peanut butter on it. Literally the best thing I’ve ever tasted, from one of my favourite movies ever.

Pubs of the night:

The Banshee’s Labyrinth, Deacon Brodie’s Tavern and The Hive

First, we went to Deacon Brodie’s Tavern for a quiet pint after dinner. It was a classic old man pub, and there were insanely loud American’s present so we left as soon as possible, and went to the Banshee’s Labyrinth.

This pub was awesome, and part of it is a refurbished section of the Edinburgh Vaults. It prizes itself as the most haunted pub in Scotland, so how could we not feel at home there? We ordered the Cocktail of the Day, called the Hulk. It was awesome, but I can now officially say that I have accidentally drank absinthe. That was an experience.

Up the road from the Banshee’s Labyrinth was the worst night club I’ve ever been to – the Hive. I hate most all nightclubs, but I hate this one the most. I actually pretended to be special at one stage, just to get the creeps to stay away from me. But they had £1 Gin & Tonic, so Sinéad and I tucked up in a corner and danced to Busted all night, only to remember that we had to be up a 9 the next morning to check put. Yay.

Check back tomorrow to read about Day Three!

xo, Cybi

Edinburgh 2016: Day Two

Up at 9am after a ridiculous sleep, and we went to the worlds cutest tea shop for breakfast.

Edinburgh 2016: Day Two Up at 9am after a ridiculous sleep, and we went to the worlds cutest tea shop for breakfast.

Our flights was at 6:30, which meant we had to wake up at 2. This was not excellent. But I love airports, and terminal 1 in Dublin has a Starbucks and a Pandora, so I found a way to live with myself. Sinéad and I bought one another friendship charms for our Pandora’s (I got her a lotus flower, and she got me a crystal palm tree), and then coffee. All the coffee.

When we landed, first thing we did (apart from leaving the airport, of course), was go for breakfast. We went to the City Diner, and got waffles and pancakes. Not particularly Scottish, but who cares. After that, we had a wander around the city. First stop, Greyfriars Kirk Yard. Easily the coolest cemetery I’ve ever been to. And you could see if from our room. Double win.

Nest, we walked up the Grassmarket, where you could see Edinburgh Castle right in front of you as if it was no big deal! The Grassmarket is where the gallows of the city stood in olde times, and the Last Drop pub is where the men had their last pint before they were hanged. Also there is Maggie Dickinson’s, the pub opened by a woman who survived her hanging, and allowed to live her life as if nothing happened!

At 1, we checked in and Sinéad had a nap while I wandered around exploring for a couple of hours. I walked up and down the Royal Mile twice (which nearly killed me) and went down random closes. The closes are small lanes, most of which are staircases, that lead off the Royal Mile. Fleshmarket Close, which I unwittingly walked up twice, felt like it was going at a right degree angle. Another, Anchor Close, is where the first edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica was printed. The parents of Sir Walter Scott, of Scott’s Monument, also lived here until 1771.

I saw The Elephant House, where J.K. Rowling wrote the first Harry Potter, Greyfriars Bobby, the National Gallery, St. Giles Cathedral, Scott’s Monument and Jenners department store. It turned out to be a far more lucrative wander than I had anticipated.

For dinner, we went to a really cool restaurant called ‘Wings’, where they sold chicken wings. That is all. I got a Gin & Tonic for £3 and we ate an inordinate amount of chicken, and it cost less that £10 each. I absolutely recommend it!

Pubs of the night:

Dropkick Murphys and The World Famous Frankenstein & Bier Keller.

The Frankenstein Pub was visited first, and it was awesome. We got themed cocktails first that looked like excreted bodily fluids, and then I moved on to the Long Island Iced Tea. Needless to say, I was tipsy post haste.

After that, we visited an Irish pub, as every Irish person must do at least once when they’re abroad. It’s in the Constitution, I think. This time, we were literally the only people in the whole pub. Not an exaggeration. There were 3 owners, and me and Sinéad. It was like walking in to an episode of It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

After that, we had an early night and slept for 10 hours. Once again, not joking.

Come back to read about Day Two tomorrow!

xo, Cybi

Edinburgh 2016: Day One

Our flights was at 6:30, which meant we had to wake up at 2. This was not excellent.

Edinburgh 2016: Day One Our flights was at 6:30, which meant we had to wake up at 2. This was not excellent.

Obligatory New Year Post

*Sorry this is so late, it’s been sitting in my drafts for weeks!*

I am currently procrastinating finishing my assignments, so I thought what better a time than this to write a ‘New Year, New Me’ post. Well, as I said last year, I think the whole ‘New Year, New Me’ thing is total bullshit.

If you really want to change and better yourself, you don’t need a Jan 1st. You don’t even need a Monday.…

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I was meant to visit Edinburgh earlier in the year, after the exams, but my plans fell through due to the fact that bitches be crazy, I am now finally getting around to getting my ass there!

Clothes

Okay, so what’s the most important thing about any outfit? Defeating chub rub. When you’re going on holiday, you need 10 stars beside this because the last thing you need is burning thighs when you’re on an adventure. That’s basically the only thing the bottom half of your outfit needs to accomplish. That, and looking awesome.

How am I going to accomplish that? Tights. Super high denier, and black obviously. Paired with a long hippy skirt, a crop top and some Doc Martens, I’ll be insanely warm in snowy Edinburgh. There’s no point to looking amazing if you’re shivering your balls off. Because absolutely no one looks cute when they’re shivering.

So, I’m bringing my leather jacket, the 6-foot long scarf I knitted for myself, 2 pairs of gloves (in case I lose one), a ton of black cardigans, some tops and a skirt and jeans. Also, leggings for hiking up to Arthur’s Seat (which I have planned for day three.)

One pair of shoes is needed – my trusty Doc’s. They look great for going out, and they’re perfect for hiking, walking all day and dancing. Investment of a lifetime. (I’ve had these for 4 years.)

Speaking of my (super awesome) plan, anyone who knows me knows that I have a serious mental problems that mean that I plan everything. I even got a leather Filofax for my birthday (maybe I mentioned that already on my Christmas wishlist). I literally planned out every single thing we could possibly do while we’re in Edinburgh. Boom.

With me and Sinead, you never can be too careful with money. Most of it tends to be spent on coffee/beer depending on the time of day. On holiday, the switch can happen anytime between 3pm and 5pm. After 5, we’re drinking. With a budget of €80 for accommodation and flight, we’re doing good so far because we got flights for €12.99 each way, £35 pounds for two nights in the hostel.

The student bars I found all sell pints for £3/£4 each and it was so important to find cheap places to eat in the city. Cheap food and only eating when absolutely necessary beans that we’re saving up both our calories and money for alcohols. That, my friends, is called having priorities.

Back to my packing.

Essentials:

Sunglasses. The easiest way to protect make-up in every weather.

Lip balm – cold and chapped lips will literally ruin your life.

A hat, scarf and gloves. Stay warm, who cares about how cute you looked when you’re in bed with frostbite. Cover up.

Hiking socks. Warm feet means one less thing to moan about.

Mascara, eyeliner, eyebrow pencils. As far as face make-up goes, I barely wear it at home, let alone on holiday.

Redface because of the cold is the absolute worst but in rainy or snowy weather, your make up will be gone in two minutes. Also, you won’t be blinded by rain/snow!

Go-to lip colour: red. Lip stain for during the day and a matte lipstick for night time is the only way to instant perfection.

Necessities:

mini shampoo, conditioner, shower gel. You might think it’s easier to buy them there, it’s not. I steal loads from hotels to save up, and bring on holiday. They’re perfect for carry-on luggage.

Hand sanitizer. Germs = ew, foreign germs = even worse.

Toothbrush & toothpaste. You might laugh, but you would be surprised how many times I’ve forgotten them.

Deoderant. No quicker way to freshen up.

The difference between essentials and necessities, you ask? If your forget something off the necessities list, you will have to go buy it. If you forget something off the essentials list, you’ll survive without it, but it would be better with it. That’s all.

Luggage

As far as luggage goes, I’m bringing the fabulous grey leather handbag I got from my aunt and uncle for Christmas and my grandmothers green Gloria Vanderbilt carpet bag. Funny story about that bag: my mother brought it with her to the hospital when she was in labour with me! Now, it’s coming with me on my first solo holiday. It’s awesome, and somehow it’s simultaneously the ugliest and the most amazing thing in the world. It was my nappy bag until I was 2, how could I not love it?!

For 3 days, bringing anything more than this would be ridiculous and superfluous. If everything you’re bringing doesn’t fit in, just start culling your clothes/shoes. For all trip lengths, I found this super helpful infographic the helps you figure out what size luggage to bring.

Keep an eye out for my post about Edinburgh when I get back!

stay classy,

xo, Cybi

Edinburgh 2016: Packing and other stuff

I was meant to visit Edinburgh earlier in the year, after the exams, but my plans fell through due to the fact that bitches be crazy, I am now finally getting around to getting my ass there!

Edinburgh 2016: Packing and other stuff I was meant to visit Edinburgh earlier in the year, after the exams, but my plans fell through due to the fact that bitches be crazy, I am now finally getting around to getting my ass there!

As per, welcome to my obligatory Christmas Day blog post/OOTD post.

I’ve been writing loads lately but I’m saving them all up until I’m 100% happy with them all, so expect an unusual influx of blog posts over the next few weeks. :D Currently, I’m a little souped on Gin & Tonic’s, which is not at all surprising because I’ve been drinking since 10am, so please forgive any minor illogical errors!

As usual, my morning we spent with my parents and brothers (who I woke up at 9am to their dismay) opening presents. I got a shiny new charm for my Pandora bracelet, soap from Penhaligon’s, London, driving lessons, some earphones and Tokyomilk handcreme.

Pandora Charm: “Adventure Awaits” in silver

Penhaligon’s soap: “Bluebell”, from the Bluebell collection. (Only the fragrance is available for purchase now.)

Tokyomilk Handcreme: “Arsenic”. Scents – vanilla salt, Absinthe, crushed fennel

Personally, I think I cleaned up pretty well for a 19 year old. This years success has me wondering if Santa still comes when you’re 20…

After breakfast, I became human again and actually did my make-up for the first time in what feels like a year. Seriously, it’s like I just don’t care anymore, I haven’t even worn make-up to the pub in God knows how long. Because I don’t own a single Christmas jumper, I went for a classic outfit: black pants and a black top. (Ironically, I got my first ever Christmas jumper today, but I digress.) Paired with some classic gym socks and slippers, I knocked this one out of the park.

Flares//Missguided

Batwing turtle neck//New Look

Hoop earrings//Primark

Eyeshadow//”Gridlock” and “Perversion” by Urban Decay

Blusher//”Cream Rose” by No.7, Pop and Glow Cream Blush

Lipstick//”Claret” by No.7, Stay Perfect Lipstick

Mascara & Eyeliner//”Volume Clubbing Ultra Black” by Bourjois

Foundation//”Vanille clair” by Bourjois, 1,2,3 Perfect Foundation

All in all, I had a perfect day, and that was probably because I didn’t spend a single second without a drink in my hand – as Christmas should be! I started with Mimosa’s, then Prosecco and then Gin & Tonic’s until the tonic water ran out. Pretty much sums up how me and mom spend every Christmas.

On St. Stephen’s Day, my whole family head to my uncle’s house to do it all again. Only this time, there’s more food, more drink, and worse hangovers. And yet, every year we prevail. Also, there are a shit ton of present, which is awesome.

To have a read of last year’s crimbo blog post, click here. Oh, how I’ve changed!

Pop back soon for a packing blog post for Edinburgh, and have a read of my favourite Christmas movie’s here! I’ve watched 6 of these movies in the last week.

Stay classy kids,

xo, Cybi

Christmas Day 2015

As per, welcome to my obligatory Christmas Day blog post/OOTD post. I’ve been writing loads lately but I’m saving them all up until I’m 100% happy with them all, so expect an unusual influx of blog posts over the next few weeks.

Christmas Day 2015 As per, welcome to my obligatory Christmas Day blog post/OOTD post. I've been writing loads lately but I'm saving them all up until I'm 100% happy with them all, so expect an unusual influx of blog posts over the next few weeks.

Every Christmas, my mother and I go out shopping to buy presents and stuff, it’s become a bit of a tradition for us. Because we’re normal human beings, it doesn’t always happen that presents and stuff are bought for other people, but shopping is so fun so why not create a reason to go again?

Last Christmas, we went shopping and got tattoos. They’re these awesome Game of Thrones ones, I got a House Stark one and she got a House Baratheon one, as in a wolf and a stag. We also got “Valar Morghulis” and “Valar Dohaeris” (“All Men Must Die” and “All Men Must Serve”) with them. This year, we didn’t go quite so crazy as last year and instead of matching tattoos, we decided to get matching piercings. Well, matchingish. I got my nose pierced again and my mom got her septum pierced.

I have had my septum pierced since I was 15 and even though she was freaked out by it at the start, for the past year or so, she has wanted to get it done as well, because it looks good on me so by her logic it will look good on her too. I’m not sure if which piercings will suit you is a hereditary trait, but my mother does. Anyway, I decided to get my nose pierced again because I was bored and I kind of missed it, and if I change my mind again in a year and take it out, so be it. It only costs €8 to get it done, so it won’t be the end of the world.

We mooched around the city for a while and because the new Star Wars movie has just come out, everywhere was full of cool ass Star Wars shit. There was this awesome 8-foot tall Chewbacca in Debenhams beside the perfume place where we were shopping, so obviously we took selfies. Then, there was also the Spire. They have dressed the Spire in Dublin up as a huge light saber in honour of The Force Awakens. I’ve been calling it The Lightspire, which I think is fucking inspired. Naturally, selfies were taken with that as well.

I also didn’t turn down the opportunity to take awesome mirror selfies in TK Maxx when I passed a huge ass mirror. It was so cool and if I had a spare €250 I probably would have bought it. Too bad every single cent I own is going towards going to Edinburgh in a few weeks.

Edinburgh from Arthur’s Seat

Notice in these selfies my super kick ass scarf. It’s the best thing ever, super warm, like 6 foot long and, the best part, I made it myself. It took like 5 days and 10 spools of wool, bu it was totally worth it. And look at the size of the thing, I will literally never, ever be cold again. I can’t wait until I go to Edinburgh now, I’ll be warm forever.

This Christmas seems to have snuck up on me super quietly because I didn’t even realize that it was December and then my brother was like “Hey, it’s Christmas Eve tomorrow.” Weird. I was quite unprepared for everything, but hey yay surprise presents! And cake, alcohol, food and chocolate. I’m excited.

On a total side note, have a look at these crazy street performers mam and I stumbled upon on O’Connell street. They reminded me of creepy Carnivale characters. It’s crazy what you can stumble upon in town.

Stay classy kids,

xo, Cybi

P.S. – Make sure to check out my movie recommendations for this Christmas/non-denominational winter festival. No rom-coms or Christmas movies on this list, just really good ones!

My Top Movies For This Non-Denominational Winter Festival

Christmas Shopping Day

Every Christmas, my mother and I go out shopping to buy presents and stuff, it’s become a bit of a tradition for us.

Christmas Shopping Day Every Christmas, my mother and I go out shopping to buy presents and stuff, it's become a bit of a tradition for us.

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