Category: smile

Blast from the past

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So I went to say hey to my parents and got roped into clearing out some boxes I had left in my old room, here are some of my finds. I AM SUCH A HOARDER!

1 – a crate full of fashion mags, I have loads more.
2 – a whole collection of notebooks I used since starting journalism, can't even remember most of the stories.
3 – hot water curlers which I never quite got the hang of mostly because my hair is 80% quantity 20% quality.
4 – a book I received with my first computer, I remember it was a single unit with a green screen.
5 – couldn't begin to guess what is on this.
6 – a nude bra, I stopped wearing this when I was interviewing one of the heads of MAC (how cool is that) and bra fell off into my top (how uncool is that)
7 – primary school diary that proves I have always been a drama queen and I could never spell,lol

I smile because

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Little people like my niece, Taylor, show me how to appreciate the little things like twees and fwowers (trees and flowers) also remind me to say please, thank you and the all important sorry

I love this poem

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This is one of my favourite poems, it was written by American Sam Levenson. It was one of Audrey Hepburn’s favourites and is often attributed to her, but truth is Sam wrote it for his grandchild and Audrey often read it to her own children.

Time tested beauty tips
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived,  reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the  figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!