Fall is upon us but don't put your bronzer away yet because now you have a use for it this Autumn/Winter.This look is so easy to achieve & very on trend on our catwalks at the moment!Let's do this!

Step1

Start with your clean canvas.Foundation,conceal what needs to be concealed & powder what needs to be powdered.

Step2

Take your bronzer that you used for that warm summer glow,dust it over your eye lids.You can go right up till under the brows or you can play safe & stay on the lower lids,there's no rules!Apply on the bottom lid close to the bottom lashline,aswell,to give it a modern look.

Step3

Finish the look using the same bronzer sparingly on the cheeks.(You don't wanna let it look like a bad,patchy tan)

Finish off with your favourite mascara & bronzey lipstick or lipgloss! DONE!

This bronzey look will bring out any eye colour & it will look smouldering against your "Winter complexion" It litterally takes 5-10mins!Enjoy your cosy Autumn weekend! Till next week! Mwwwwaaah

JustEllaBella

(my pictures look a little blurry, but click on it and you can see—something up with my blogger account)

It’s been a week since the world said good bye to a great man, Nelson Mandela . . . to commemorate  this I have put some of my favourite Madiba quotes together. . .

We are starting the month off with a bang!!! and giving away a TayTay Tutu to one lucky winner 🙂 go to my facebook page to enter . . .
To enter all you need to do is like the JustEllaBella fb page as well as the TayTay fb page and then share the competition post (looks like below and found on both pages)
Winner will be chosen on November 15 🙂  GOOD LUCK!

When I was a little girl I always thought moms had super powers…they could just be everywhere, know everything and fix everything….in hindsight the moms I knew then were about my age now so if the super power thing were true it should kick in round about now and you know what? I think it is . . . *cue soap opera style music*
I've always been clumsy, its not that I'm uncoordinated per say its just that my vision without contact lenses/glasses is severely lacking and I often have so much going on in my head I simply don't look where I'm going which often results in me having tons of unexplained blue marks and broken crockery….but when it comes to Aidan that's not the case…with him in my arms I could replace one of the Mario brothers and make it to "screaming princess level"
I have pretty much always been off in my own world and my mom would have to do the "Eleanor don't make me call you again" voice before I'd realize I was called in the first place, but now with Aidan asleep in his room I can hear him silently wake up or even just kick blanket off over the sound of the blender and Robs X-box…
Me "he kicked blanket off again"
Rob "how do you know that?"
Me "sounds from his room sound different,less muffled"
Rob "you know you are crazy right"
*check his room*
Me "crazy? Maybe, right? Definitely"
Aidan (even though he is quite serious) has always been a very active kid (can't just do 1 thing at a time) like breast feeding can't just be him laying there drinking "no way Jose" his legs have to be involved in some acrobatics while his hands investigate my clothes and he stops to chat along the way…if I happen to have my phone in my hand I need to be ready for any surprise attacks because he loves this thing [I even struggle to get cute pics of him these days because the moment he sees the phone he drops what he was busy with]
His busy ness [think he is making up for time lost in NICU] his training for the pacifier spitting contest and constant spitting up makes the image of me juggling a 7kg+ baby while catching a flying pacifier and cleaning spit up off Aidan,myself and anything else that gets drenched, pretty common…this doesn't make for best comic book , but its pretty impressive (knowing my history)
My busybody is under the false. impression that he can sit upright and even stand, so he spends much of his time trying to wriggle out of your arms to "do his own thing" which calls for some mean upper body strength…the same strength needed to bath him (his bath times bring to mind the Africans nursery rhyme "AS BOETIE BAD is allies nat" roughly translated "when brother baths everything is soaked) the same strength is needed when trying to get this little anti-sleep activist down for the night.
Let us not get into the mental strength needed not to freak out when you are bitten while breast feeding are spit up on, your hair gets pulled, or are scratched [this kids nails need to be cut every second day,its crazy] or the stamina needed to operate on very little sleep.
but its all worth it and although I'm by no means 'the perfect mom" and I can't fight some smooth talking super villain while keeping my hair perfectly sculpted, there is something to. be said for "mom powers" and I look forward to. discovering what comes next….

HAVE A GREAT DAY
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I had to go buy clothes yesterday and it totally sucked!…I'd imagined that by the time I had to go back to work I'd be near enough to my post pregnancy body that I would have something to wear… BOY WAS I WRONG…because

I have over a week until I'm back in the real world AKA work, but pretty much nothing fits 🙁

So yesterday in the fitting room with this chubby girl in a too-tight dress staring back at me I nearly cried, this is when it occurred to me just how unhappy I am with the way I look…once upon a time the Fashion Editor of Argentina Vogue mistook me for a model (granted I was sitting down at the time,cause standing up there is no mistaking…) but that's a lifetime away and the other day I was mistaken for my mother (who is actually quite smaller than I am), how the mighty have fallen hey…

I know its early days with Aidan only being 3 months tomorrow so I should cut myself some slack especially with everything I have been through and the joy I have found in my role as a new mom, but I figure that I deserve to be happy in other aspects of my life too…

So yesterday when everything I tried on made me feel so awful and I opted to just buy a pair of shoes because at least I don't have fat feet…it got me thinking…

Although I'm pretty confident in other aspects of my life I'm deeply unhappy with the way I look and its affecting how I feel about myself as a person and even how I carry myself and interact with others… But only I can change that…I'm taking it on as a two step process, firstly I need to love myself "big butt and all" and secondly I need to do something about getting in shape again, as superficial as it may be, I believe if you "look good you feel good" , and I could definitely do with feeling better about myself… (wish me luck)

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