#FollowMyHeart

http://follow-my-heart.net/

Shia LaBeouf, along with collaborators Nastja Säde Rönkkö, and Luke Turner, have set up yet another project. This artistic endeavor is a live transmission of LaBeouf's heartbeat 24/7 from 13th-19th March. (The team's most famous project would probably be "I am not famous anymore".

This project is commissioned by Dazed, and being transmitted live from SXSW in Austin, Texas.

Listening to someone else's heartbeat seems to such a personal, private thing, that to hear one of a man you've never met is forcing an intimacy, and for some bizarre reason is quite peaceful. Though, when the BPM have been low for a while and suddenly speed up, you feel your own heart trying to catch up with his.

This really is quite an interesting project, forcing intimacy via digital culture - creating a truly captivating piece.

article by Dazed, on Dazed Digital - http://www.dazeddigital.com/artsandculture/article/24103/1/7-things-we-learnt-from-shia-labeoufs-sxsw-talk

Cuddle Cafe

Fun Times in London town at the Cuddle Cafe.

Open for only two days, this cafe will except cuddles for a cuppa jo and a biccy -- Though this will only be open for a few hours, so make sure to get there before the hoi polloi get there.

February 10 from 8pm-10pm

February 11 from 11am-8pm

52 Tottenham Street, London, UK

McVities welsh corgi puppies

November Favourites

 The things I've really loved this month:

Korres lipliner 5, and eyeliner 14, and L'Oreal Extreme Platinum. I really enjoy the contrast between the pale hair colour, paling winter-weather skin, and dark lips. Though lipliners are for lining your lips (pretty self explanatory really) if you wont be touching up your lipstick, or just want a matte colour, they do look quite pretty. The L'Oreal hair dye worked reasonably well, especially as I regularly dye my hair. Though I did have to dye my hair twice, and some areas are still quite bronzie.

The nail varnishes are Barry M's Paprika 438, and Mustard 436. Though these colours aren't particularly traditional colours, as they are quite dull and don't sand out much, they are quite autumnal/general cold weather colours.

I have also absolutely adored The Xcerts new album, There Is Only You. It really is such easily listening, and good for rocking about the place.

Giorgio Armani's fragrance Sì smell so delectable, as does the accompanying body lotion, and shower gel. Great Christmas gift, if anyone is unsure what to get for a mother, sister, aunt, or older cousin - not a fragrance for a young girl.

I also love the amount of lace that's going around the place, in dresses, knickers, bras - it feels like a classy trend.

The Xcerts - There Is Only You

5/5 stars. Totally worth the wait, and listening to on repeat.
I personally love The Xcerts, and have been waiting for this album for so long.
During the wait we were left with In The Cold Wind We Smile (2009), and Scatterbrain (2010). Between 2010's album and the new release, they've done a few genius gigs, teasing us by saying that the new album will be about before they start gigging again so that we can learn all the words and sing along.
 

"Whether you're a fourteen year old that's just had their first kiss, or an adult going through a divorce, there's more to this album than just me whining." -- Murray MacLeod, The Xcerts.
All The Kids Are On Drugs and Pop Song are songs so ridiculously catchy and well played that is was extremely hard to chose favourites from this fantastic album. Even though the sound is classic Xcerts, this album is a more grown up sound, and is a victory rather than an awkward sequel. All I can do now is wait in sweet anticipation for the gigs, which will be epic, and has actually already started, though the London gig isn't for another two days, Fri 14th Nov, Tufnell Park Dome.

For authentic sound, Kids On Fuzz is the way to go.

The Riot Club 2014

"Carpe some fucking diem"
"You broke my bulls!"

Rated 15
4.7/5 stars
Harry Lloyd opens the film with a flashback-style prologue, which illustrates Lord Riot's lecherous, desire-fuelled, passion-driven lifestyle. However short this opening prologue was, it really was quite hilarious and vaguely informative as to the formation of the first Riot Club.
Then comes the present day Riot Club, as they look for new members among the freshman joining Oxford University - There must always be ten members in the Riot Club.
Sam Claflin's character, Alistair Ryle, is so messed up in this film, and my, does he play it well. His character along with Max Iron's, Miles Richards, are freshmen at Oxford University who are recruited into the Riot Club - cue hilarious initiation tests and rites of passage.
Freddie Fox is dashing as ever, playing the Riot Club president, James Leighton-Masters. Though, all the actors are dashing - which makes seeing the characters at their worst quite something. We see them in white ties and tails, going from dapper gents to boisterous lads in a hyper real Bullingdon Club-esque trashing of restaurants and accommodation.
Douglas Booth makes an appearance, and quite an entrance, as Harry Villiers, current member of the Riot Club, with his winning of a game of fencing. ("Game" or "match" ?)
The Riot Club (film) very effectively shows a bunch of uppity lads who think that because they went to the best public school, and now arguably the best university, that they are better than "fucking poor people". It's quite an intense watch. Even though the film itself avoids heavily political scenes, it still is interesting as a row of the classes.
Though this isn't a lighthearted film, it's definitely one to watch, and one of the best films this year.

Halloween

You may think it's too early to think of your costume choices but, oh how wrong you are. Halloween is a time where you can dress to the nines as a character of your choice - these characters show off your creativity and taste. Any number of Mighty Boosh characters are appropriate here, mostly because of the cheapness the Boosh created them with and the appreciation from Boosh fans. Let me say "Boosh" one more time. Tee-hee. It's also a good time to brace cigarette holders between your teeth, in a bright Hawaiian shirt, shouting about bat country. Go wild kids.

Even though Halloween seems a very American celebration (and most people dress up as cheeky cats, nurse uniforms that don't pass regulations and the like) and no longer about scaring spirits, it doesn't mean you have to make a fool of yourself with an awkward showing of too much skin or have to egg or TP a house - Cool your boots. Lets have fun. I'll bring glow sticks, you're in charge of cups. I'm getting a little carried away...

[Clears throat and carries on]

I myself have been thinking of my costume for sometime, since the beginning of summer in fact, as Halloween my 2nd favourite day of the year (after my birthday and before the first day of summer).

There are many places you can get costume pieces from, including the often overlooked charity shops - good cause, good items. Though the good items can be a bit frustrating sometimes, as I wanted to find black lace gloves, and could only find white ones. That was a tense ten minutes. Though my attention to detail for my costume is becoming ever so slightly like that of a Parisian woman, just think of the amount of photographs - precision is everything.
Incase you think I'm being cheeky-rude, Parisians are known for their attention to detail - they wouldn't have chipped nail varnish, and are subtle with their detailing, not garish.
And hey, you can even get random items of clothing from shops down t' street, like the skeleton ribcage from Primark - if you can find the trousers, you're dandy.
 

List of potential characters
/ = awkward

Skeleton - Donnie Darko style
Mexican Day of the Dead
Rico the zombie
/ sexy Mexican Day of the Dead
Vyvyan Basterd
Twister Costume - For this costume to work, you need to love your fellow party-goers - no one wants "right foot, red" and to see your mate kicked in the balls.


The Mighty Boosh
Old Greg
The Hitcher
Spirit of Jazz

When gifted with a beard
The dude, with a White Russian and a roomy cardigan. "I like your style, dude". - Always a winner.

/obviously fake beard
Zeus
Bearded lady - for love of carnivals and AHS Freak Show

My Bleach Story

I started dying my hair noticeably unnatural colours, starting off with a light turquoise, and carried on for about five months.


 

To get my hair light enough I used L'Oreal Féria Super Platinum Power- though this got my hair light enough, it was really quite yellow-y. Even with the brass correcting chemical solution, it remained yellow. As I already had Bleach London's Blullini, I applied it onto my yellowy hair. It stayed pretty blue, but got progressively a more green after washes.
 

(All lovely colours used, including Blullini, are semi-permanent.)
To jazz it up, I also tried using Crazy Colours' Candy Floss (which was a very nice pink, though was very weak and didn't last for very long) and Bubblegum Blue (which lasted a lot longer than the pink and was a really rich blue. Though this also faded after a while into a greenie colour, which I rocked for a week or so).
 

After this, I experimented with Directions, mixing Cerise and Violet together in varying ratios as well as mixing it with white hair conditioner. Melonlady and ScarletSaint where saviours in this department, as mixing your own colour took more brains than applying the bottled colour.
 

To redo my roots, I used Bleach London Bleach Kit, which was the best - even though I only saw the work it did to my roots, I feel like it would have done a better job than the L'Oreal not-bleach-stuff I used at the beginning of the whole process. My roots weren't at all yellowy or brassy, but a quite brilliant white - which, of course I covered in even more dye.
 

Being called Ramona Flowers was funny at first, as I did change my hair colour every week or so, but when the same person says "hey, you're like Ramona Flowers" every week, it does feel overdone.
 

Even after all the dying of purple and pink and blue and purple and pink yet again, the overall remaining colour was a kind of green with cheeky Swedish blonde areas poking through.
 

Even though a lot of colour was put onto it every week or so for about six months, my hair stayed fairly sturdy and didn't snap off as was feared, and even before I attempted to bleach it it had been dyed several times. Part of this I owe to the fact that to get my desired colour with Directions I mixed it with a lot of conditioner. Another part is the fact that I try to hardly ever, and I mean never use a hair dryer (unless late for lectures) and never straighten my hair. And lastly, to the powers of the Bleach London moisturising, life restoring elixir that came along with the bleach kit.

 

At the end of my bleaching days, I cut my hair an awful lot and grew my roots to try and regain control of my now fairly dry, battle wary yet still vaguely healthy hair.
That is my bleach story.