Monday, 17 July 2017

Rihanna x FENTYxPUMA Fur Sliders: NEW COLOURS!

Ever since I got my FentyxPuma pink fur sliders about a year ago, I have been absolutely obsessed with them. No joke, I wear them everywhere- much to eeeeeeeeveryones dismay. Every time I put them on I hear at least one 'Oh my God what the hell is on your feet' (or words to that effect) but haterz gonna hate. They probably couldn't pull them off anyway (*insert smug face emoji here*)

Anyway. I wanted to get both the black and the pink, but they sold out so quickly, and it was only by fluke that I saw them on the 'New In' section of trusty ASOS so I snapped up a pair. I bought a size 6- my normal shoe size- but they are SO BIG :( Of course I still wear them because there's absolutely no chance of my snagging another pair unless I want to pay £150 for them on eBay and risk them being fake. Which I am not prepared to do. So word of advice for anyone purchasing the new colour release- go a size down!

The new pastel colour way includes Orchid Bloom (purple), Bay (green) and Cool Blue (I'll give you one guess..!) I'm not wild about the colour purple so I got the other two colours. They arrived this morning and OH MY GOD I am in love. It's times like these that I wish I had six feet so I could wear them all at once. Ok maybe I don't want six feet, but you can see how much I love them!

The new colours dropped on Saturday 15th July on the official Puma website, but you can still get them on ASOS here!

I hope you can find it in your hearts to forgive that annoying blob on the bottom left of this otherwise lush photo

Did you get anything from the FENTYxPUMA footwear range? What is your favourite colour from the newbies?

Wednesday, 12 July 2017

My Nose Job Story (Including Before and After Pics!)

This post is one that I have been meaning to write for a while, but similar to the one I wrote a few months ago about 'how to get over your ex' (read it here), I have been slightly hesitant to post it. The first reason is because I KNOW how nasty internet trolls can be. And the second is because it genuinely makes me feel sick to look at old pictures of myself pre-nose job. Not only because I hate how it looks- obviously or I would have had surgery on it, but because it brings back ALL OF DA FEELS.

The new and improved Claudia Wright
I have wanted a nose job ever since I can remember. In fact, my mum found one of my old diaries from like 2005 and on one part of it I just wrote I WANT A JOB NOSE over and over on about 20 pages. I was 13. Which is so sad to think about, even now, because although I've always been a positive, happy person, I'e always been good at hiding my emotions. I remember the little things I would do, like never let people take photos of me without me knowing, and even when I posed for a photo (which was rare) I would delete it anyway. I would always pose looking dead on straight at the camera so my side profile was well hidden, and I did a weird little smirk-smile because I never wanted to draw attention to my mouth (because it was near my nose). If I was out with my friends I would always position myself so nobody was directly looking at my side profile, and I would beg teachers to let me sit at the back of the table on every seating plan, so again, my side profile wasn't on show. Thank GOD we weren't the social media, selfie, vlogging, photo taking generation that we are now or I probably wouldn't have left the house!

Nobody really cares about the opposite sex when you're in primary school, let's be honest we're all more bothered about playing bulldogs or scarecrow tig, so it didn't really affect me back then. My nose got a lot more attention when I moved up into high school, because let's face it, kids can be horrible. I remember hearing that certain boys 'would fancy me if my nose was smaller' and things to that affect. I didn't actually have a boyfriend until I was 21, so I wasn't really arsed if boys fancied me back then to be fair, but it still really hurt. One particular time that stood out was when I was shopping in town with a friend on a Saturday, and a complete stranger (I was about 14 and so was he) shouted about how big my nose was. I just burst into tears on the street, it was AWFUL. It was shortly after that that I had a serious talk with my mum about getting surgery. She was so understanding, but I was 16 so she said I would have to 'do some research and wait till I was older'. Obviously that was a polite way of saying absolutely not until your older, so I asked my eldest brother if he would lend me the money and fly to Poland with me, because I read that it was loads cheaper over there. Thank GOD I didn't!!!!! 

The Dreaded 'Before' Photos

I'm not ashamed to admit I have destroyed the disk I got with all my official 'before' nose photos on, because I felt sick. I was having surgery to change my nose, so what the hell would I would a disk full of photos of the thing on it?! What was I going to do, scroll through them when I was bored? No. I would rather volunteer for the Hunger Games. So finding 'before' photos to post on here was kind of difficult because I have deleted/de-tagged all the worst ones, but I managed to dig up some purely for the sake of this post. I can't actually believe I'm posting these online for everyone to see, but it would be ridiculous to post a surgery experience without before and after photos. So here goes.. 

My actual worst nightmare. THE MONEY SHOT
Hoping the mahogany shade of my body would distract from my face... 
From the front
The Consultation 

After seeing how unhappy I was, my Mum found me a surgeon who specialised in nose jobs, who was relatively local, and we went for a consultation when I was 17 (back in 2010!). The consultation alone was £250, and he told me he would absolutely not operate on me until I was 18. Crushing to hear, but what did I expect? Him to crack out his scalpel out and start chiselling away at my face there and then? Fortunately, my 18th birthday on the horizon, so he booked me in my surgery for the coming August. I remember taking photos of Katie Price in with me like 'I want this nose!!!' but during the consultation we agreed that he would remove the bump and make sure it still 'fit my face', if you get what I mean? Because I still wanted to look like me! (But better. Obv.)

The Procedure

Because I had a large bump in my nose that I wanted removing, I was told I would be getting an open rhinoplasty- where he would slice across my septum, flip my nose up and chisel away at the bridge, to remove the bump and make it straight. *shudders* It would take around 2 hours, and I would be staying overnight in the private hospital. To be honest, the whole experience from arriving at the hospital, to leaving the following morning, is a blur. I remember arriving, getting changed into that rancid gown and some huge baggy hospital granny knickers, Dr Srinivasan greeting me and taking my 'before photos', saying bye to my Mum, the nurse wheeling me into a room, asking some questions about uni while she injected me with local anaesthetic and the next minute I woke up in a dark room in the middle of the night with an oxygen mask on. I couldn't feel my face at all, but I remember my lips felt really chapped so I pressed the panic button and a nurse appeared. For some reason I brought my make-up bag with me (LOL) so this nurse was applying bright pink glittery Dior lipgloss on me at like 4am, because it was the only moisturising lip product I had with me! *DIVA*. I could barely even walk to my bathroom to have a wee, because my head felt about 20 stone- weeeeeeeird feeling!

The Morning After

I had a huge cast over my nose, with two huge pieces of tape across my cheeks to hold it on, so when my Dad came to take me home in the morning, it looked like he was chauffeuring me straight of the set of Saw 6. Not pretty. I was quarantined in my house for the next 7 days, because a) I would terrify the neighbours, b) I couldn't risk getting a cough or a cold or my nose would have probably dropped off, and c) my face was so swollen and bruised it was GREEN, so I had to eat my meals through a straw. Therefore I needed my mum, aka my personal carer, with me 24/7.

The Big Reveal!

You have to keep the cast on for a week, and I am not joking, you think a treadmill or a microwave minute is slow, I swear that week lasted ten years!!!!!! I kept having nightmares about the doctor taking it off and looking like Michael Jackson, or it just not looking anything like what I wanted. Because let's be serious, a nose job is a preeeeetty big deal, it's slap bang in the middle of your face. Once the cast came off, Dr Srinivasan had to pull the gauze out of my nostrils. The thought of this now makes me feel physically sick, but at the time I wasn't phased because I just wanted to see my reflection! Google it if you don't have a weak stomach- perhaps not when you're about to/have just eaten though. Basically, after the surgery, while you're still asleep, he packs each nostril tight with between 1 and 3 feet of gauze to hold the position of the new nose, and obviously this needs to be removed along with the cast. VOM. It felt like he was pulling metres and metres of string from inside my stomach out through my nose- uncomfortable was an understatement!

The first photo I posted online of my new nose. September 10th 2010
My Dad took me to get the cast off, and I think we both cried when it came off! I LOVED what I saw.  I couldn't believe it was me. When we got home, I put some foundation on and drove straight over to my best friend Jess' house to show her, and I think her and her Dad cried too! I was like another person. I felt like I was GLOWING.

Such a difference!
The Cost

The question everyone wants to know!!!! Obviously the price of nose jobs vary with every surgery, taking into consideration whether it's an open or closed rhinoplasty etc, but mine was around £4,500. And yes, my parents paid. Not really anyones business but everyone always wants to know! I'm always so open about things like this so I don't mind disclosing things like that. Yes, it's expensive, and yes it sounds extremely cheesy but it genuinely changed my life.


Was it worth it? Yes. Absolutely. I am a full supporter of changing anything that you are not happy with. I hated my nose, so why would I spend MORE years of my life being unhappy about it when I can change it? My family and friends will probably say that I'm probably a bit too confident now (understatement!) but I wake up every day and I'm happy. So I'm eternally grateful!

Was the pain unbearable? Like I said above, the whole experience is a blur. But I've had someone physically slice my skin, break my nose and chisel the bone. So yes. It was painful. But the aftercare I got through the medical practice, the fact I had my whole family catering to my every need post-surgery, and the sheer excitement of getting the nose I dreamed of blocked out any pain.

Would I get any more surgery?
Well, I wrote about the surgery/beauty treatments I have had so far here, but yes, I want another nose job. I am far too critical about my own appearance, and there is just a few tweaks I want. Obviously my mum and dad won't be funding this one, so scraping £4k together is going to be a bit tricky as I can't even save a tenner.

Which surgeon did you use? My nose job was done at Fulwood Hall Hospital by Dr Jeyaram Srinivasan.

Monday, 10 July 2017

La Roche-Posay Effaclar Purifying Clay Mask Review

la roche-posay effaclar clay mask review

When it comes to skin, I'm pretty lucky. I rarely get spots, never get dry skin, no eczema. In fact, two of my best friends confessed this morning that they were Whatsapping each other the other day about how nice my skin was! *blushes* (I didn't make that up, I promise.)

However, I do suffer from oily skin. Well actually, 'suffer' seems a bit strong, because I'm sure there are worse things in life than having to re-apply pressed powder a couple of times during my night out, even if it is a bit annoying!

la roche-posay effaclar clay mask review
I feel like the entire La Roche-Posay range was MADE for me. First I fell in love with the Anti-Blemish System (blog here) then the Effaclar Duo[+] Unifiant (blog here) and now their lovely PR team kindly sent me the new clay mask* to review. Directions suggest applying a thin layer to your skin once or twice a week, and promises to absorb sebum (our glands that secrete oil), reduce pore size and cleanse the skin.

I am making more of a conscious effort to get early nights throughout the week (and save my bad behaviour strictly for the weekends) so I got straight to work. I don't have the patience to wait for clay masks to spend hours drying, and luckily this one dries in rapid time! In fact, you only have to leave it on for 5 minutes for it to work it's magic.

la roche-posay effaclar clay mask review

I noticed my skin felt instantly 'cleaner', which sounds a bit grim but it's hard to get that super clean feeling when you wear eyelash extensions because you never feel like you can scrub your face properly. (I do wash my face properly by the way guys, but you know what I mean when you just scrub your face under the shower head- yeah it's not that easy for me.) And now I've used it a couple of times I have noticed the pores on my nose (/blackheads?!) are basically non-existent. It's so easy to apply, and so easy to remove (non of that painful charcoal skin-pulling business here!)

I'm definitely going to incorporate it into my weekly evening skincare routine when I feel like my face needs a little TLC. Plus, for £13 it's super purse-friendly! Get yours here.

Have you tried any of the La Roche-Posay Effaclar range? Which is your favourite? 

*I was kindly sent this product, however I am 100% honest in my reviews and all thoughts and opinions are my own.

Monday, 3 July 2017

My Dermatude Non-Surgical Facelift Treatment and Review

So you could say 25 is a bit young to be getting a facelift, non-surgical or not, but let me tell you a bit more about Dermatude before you start the whole 'too much too young' spiel! (Schpeal? Schpiel? Whatever.)

Described as 'the facelift alternative' or a non-surgical facelift, Dermatude Meta Therapy is a process which creates microperforations in the skin using a machine with 18 teeeeeny tiny needles in it (not as painful as it sounds- I promise!) The micro-needles puncture the skin just below the epidermis to send it into 'trauma' mode, stimulating your skin to produce new collagen and elastin, regenerating the skin tissue and giving you that youthful glow! Whilst this is happening, the specialist Dermatude serums are allowed to soak into your skin. Each serum is tailored to you and your skin type to ensure the best results every time.

Dermatude improves the look of wrinkles, fine lines, improves structure, reduces the appearance of pores, increases firmness, boosts elasticity and gives an overall more youthful appearance. Who doesn't want that?! (Head over to the website here to see the full list of benefits!)

Looks painless right? Well, for those who watch my Instagram story every time I go and get my lip filler know how well I can disguise the pain.. BUT this treatment was mostly pain-free, considering all the perforating and penetrating and needles I have just been discussing. The only part that made me curl my toes a tiny bit was my nose, which just felt weird more than anything, and my forehead. Probably because I'm an idiot and got third degree burns on it a couple of weeks prior to my treatment (again, if you follow me on other social media platforms you would have seen the mess I was in!) But because of this, Kelly made sure she used a lower speed on my forehead and was extra careful.

As you can see, my skin has gone slightly red due to the Dermatude needles penetrating my skin. However, the penetration is extremely controlled, and the maximum depth the needles go is 0.5mm, so you don't need to worry about bleeding/anaesthetic. (Also how lush do my lashes look?!)

I couldn't not get a selfie in my 'Halloween' mask could I?! As terrifying as it looks, it felt absolutely amaaaazing on my skin, and if I didn't have a two hour drive home ahead of me and ran the risk of causing a multi-car pile-up on the M6, I would have definitely left the salon wearing it! Absolute BLISS.

This was a couple of days post-treatment! My skin felt glowing and my make-up glided on perfectly! To get the best results from your Dermatude treatment it is advised to book in for regular appointments.

Hopefully I have opened your eyes to new skin therapy treatments, and beat the stigma that 'facelifts' and facelift alternatives are only for the over 50's! You only get one body, so look after it, give it some extra TLC and prevent wrinkles before you actually start getting them!

Have you ever tried Dermatude or something similar?

Sunday, 2 July 2017

How to Get Motivated (and Stay Motivated!) in the Gym

Rise and Griiiiind!
I've started working out in the mornings before work on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Starting my day with a spin class/GRIT circuit is amazing for 2 reasons. 1: it's done and dusted before 8am, which means I don't have to spend my whole day having the muster up a bit of enthusiasm to drag myself to to gym after work and I can actually have a social life after work. 2: I can have carbs for breakfast!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm no nutritionist, but I follow a few Body Coach groups on Facebook and loosely try and follow Joe's plan where you only eat carbs after you've worked out. Which means I can tuck into a nice big bowl of protein zoats (courgette grated into oats so it feels like you're eating more without all the extra cals!) when I get to my desk in the morning! 

Unfortunately taking selfies in bed doesn't count as cardio :(

Update your Playlist
When I was training for my half-marathon last year I fell into the trap of listening to my 'running' playlist to DEATH. The actual songs on it were really good, but I listened to it so frequently that I anticipated each track and knew exactly how long it was and did the whole 'ok this song is 3 mins 49 so when it gets to the second chorus that means I've only got about 2 minutes left which means it's nearly half way through which means I've probably run about another 0.3 of a km' etc etc, and it is painful! If you have Spotify, download the 'Release Radar' and 'Discovery Weekly' playlists, they're constantly updated based on music you already listen to which means new music every time you work out!

All the Gear…
I’m actually not gonna finish that phrase, because the more you hit the gym, the more idea you WILL have, but you understand what I was getting at. I am a full supporter of the idea that beautiful new active wear is motivation to actually go and work out. Lets be serious, who’s first thought when they pull on the same oversized t-shirt that you got free at a bar crawl in Magaluf in 2007 (that you probably wore to bed the night before) is WOO LET’S GO RUNNING! It’s nobodies. However, imagine pulling on your new Adidas leggings (that suck you in in all the right places) fresh kicks and a new top made from that special material that dries you off quickly so you don’t absolutely reek/are dripping with sweat 5 minutes into your spin class? EXACTLY.  (Also before I buy anything from Adidas/Nike/ASOS (they have an amazing activewear edit), I Google search discount codes- there are nearly always 15% and 20% codes flying about!)

Don't Fall into a Routine
Sliiiiight hypocrite saying this, because I have certain classes that I attend every week without fail- Tuesday morning spin/GRIT, Wednesday spin and Bodypump and Thursday morning spin. Then I try and run Saturday morning (if I'm not hungover) and attend double spin and Bodypump on Sunday morning. (Again, if I'm not hungover!) But aside from this, I'm always looking for new classes to try out to stop me falling into a routine and getting bored. Don't be afraid to venture OUT of the gym! I go to a bootcamp style workout called TRIB3 (I blogged my first trip here!) when I'm in Sheffield, and I'm trying out hot yoga, trapeze yoga (yep- I have no idea either!) and Barrecorre- well, if the VS Angels swear by it then it must be good!

I mean, I know we would all love to have bodies like Bella Hadid, Em Ratajkowski or Kim K, but chances are, if you weren't blessed with a petite frame or you don't have a live in chef and personal trainer then you're gonna have to work a little bit harder. To motivate myself to work out, I watch Snapchat. No seriously, Khloe, Kim and Kourtney all snap their daily workouts, and it may sound silly, but it is SO good for motivation! One minute I'm lying on the couch, next minute I'm furiously swiping through my phone to check when the next GRIT or circuits class starts at my gym. And it doesn't have to just be celebrities! I also follow loooooooads of hot girls on Instagram and screen shot all my body inspo. Sounds very creepy, and even creepier now that I'm typing this out in black and white (erm) but there is one girl I follow on Insta who has an amaaaaazing bod. She isn't a fitness blogger or a model, she just works out a couple of times a week and she is my ideal body goals! And no, I'm not gonna say who she is cos she's just a random girl from Ireland and I'm gonna look like a weirdo.

What are your tips for motivating yourself to work out?