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A few months ago, me and my fiance (can't do accents on this computer!) had a commercial shoot with the theme of mental health and depression. You may have seen some of the photos I uploaded.

The tog emailed me this morning and said we had sold one to be published in Time magazine. The novice only went and got published!

So here's the link:

http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1738804,00.html

It's only up for a month, but still I'm dead proud and thought I'd share the joy!

I was doing a little bit of snooping on Bebo for a friend, I know that nearly all girls do it when they can't sleep, or are bored. It's usually the best way to find good gossip.

Anyway, I came across a few profiles that had a few girls with pictures that were obviously taken with a higher spec. camera than the regular high-street ones. I clicked on them to find an array of comments saying 'chick dis is such model material' and 'bbz is dis modelling?!?'

Half these photos were sh**e looking in my opinion. And you could tell that it was some wee poser loving themselves THAT much.

Got me to thinking, what makes a picture stand out from one that some gimp that waltzes into Jessops picks up a camera and starts taking pictures and next week he's a professional. Or a girl/guy who decides that the pictures they take are a notch above everyone elses profile pictures, so she/he does the same and waltzes into Jessops (this is the only camera shop I really know of. Forgive me)

Do we all make it look too easy, do we cover up the hard work behind it? Is this why there are so many  that start off with the best visions in mind and then flake off when they realise it doesn't come along too easily?

Cxx

Weird I know, but we all know the vicious circle. Complain when it rains, complain about the heat when it's sunny. Now we all know it was a scorcher yesterday here so I took it upon myself to play hockey in the blistering heat for 5 hours.

Now I'm sitting here, unable to sleep because I have more or less third degree burns on my face and blisters on my nose and still a touch of sunstroke. And before I get the learn your lesson, wear sunscreen, the horrible thing is, I did :( I didn't get a chance to reapply it after I had wiped it all off as I was absolutely pouring with sweat.

How did everyone else enjoy the sun yesterday? Anyone else thinking of taking out shares in Calamine lotion, or am I the only one who has exceedingly fair skin and can't look at a picture of the sun without burning a bit?

xxxxx

Tags: Hate Sun Saturday Hockey

Head and Shoulders, I have just realised it is a miracle worker.

Standing in Superdrug yesterday with my housemate, when she turned to me and said, 'Your hair would look class with some red or purple slices in it.' Now I've had my whole head both red and purple, and it didn't look too bad, so I decided on the red (purely because the purple was sold out) and my friend lifted a live colour dye as well.

So all went swimmingly with hers, lovely shiny purpley hair. Mine. Well, it was an absolute pain to put in, and I sat like a tool with cling film round the bits I'd done to protect the rest of my hair. Didn't make a difference because after I washed it off, I noticed I wasn't blonde...nor red. My whole head had turned fluorescent pink. Not a hint of red. My pride and joy that was my hair. Gone. After two years of painstaking dying to get my desired colour, I'd wasted it on a 4 pound box of death.

Lucky me, I read the packet and it was only semipermanent. So I quickly took to the shower with the wash and go and a good hour later came out with, still pinkish, blonde hair. As we did it at night I couldnt ring them and give them a guldering down the phone, so I called this morning and she said head and shoulders, things with lemon in it and I should have it out by this evening.

So after my lecture that I have to attend like this, I'm off to keep head and shoulders in business for a few years yet.

Tags: Head Shoulders Pink Hair

Finally got some new pics up! Did a shoot on Tuesday there (commercial) for a depression type theme.
Made me realise that my interest lies in the commercial interest more than in the fashion, just because you have to think a bit more about the shots.
Have a look at them and any criticism is welcome!

Cathy

Well, I have been quite quiet recently, so I decided to update everyone, should they be wondering why. My last shoot was in November, I think? and everything was going smoothly until early December when my boyfriend (now fiancé ) decided to have a collapsed lung, so things were severely on hold. Xmas was spent in Antrim Hospital, which was super fun, and things weren't really going great! He then had a really good spell which lasted two weeks, and kindly, on a day of an organised shoot and the day before a second one as well, while I'm sitting up to my eyes in foils in the hairdressers, I get a phone call saying it's collapsed again. So that was two let downs were completely unexpected (and I'm still sorry!!) So he was in a bit longer than last time (16 days this time) and then was let out. So I decided it best not to book anything because I took this as an omen. Then I myself took ill with various previously misdiagnosed heart conditions and kidney infections and chest infections and all the different joys that come with winter, and the other half was readmitted on 13th February for a big scary operation to staple his lungs and various other icky things to do with scraping. Well... He's still recovering. Not that I'm complaining because he's been an extremely good patient, which I was surprised at. And I have a lovely big rock on my finger to show for it! So over that past, 5 months or whatever, I've started to think about my modelling and where I want to go in the field. So! Having a bit more success in the commercial field than in the fashion field, I'm starting to think I should stray towards it more. So to finalise my thoughts I've booked an upcoming shoot with a commercial photographer I've worked with before manys a time, and I suppose my thoughts will tell all afterwards! So! I'm back on the bandwagon! Wahey! xxx

Well, me and my boyfriend have come to the decision... we want a dog. We've searched everywhere and gone through 5 scams (not conned don't worry) only to be left disappointed. I don't know how people fall for scams i really don't. Especially when they say theyre sending the dog from Cameroon... in Africa...

But yes! point of blog is, if anyone knows anyone who breeds English Bulldogs or has English bulldogs themselves, we looking for a new puppy, about 2-4 months old, for prices up to about 400 quid. oh and a female (easier to train from experience)

Anyone knows anything, gimme a shout.

xx

As if things haven't gone bad enough, I'm having to put everything on hold again.

Last Thursday, my boyfriend was taken back into hospital with a reoccurrence of a collapsed lung.

Unfortunately, this meant I had to cancel shoots with Ryan and Mick last week. I apologise to both of you again and hope I gave you both as much notice as I could.

As if that wasn't enough, I took ill myself and found out I was misdiagnosed for two years, and now have a heart condition. Thank you NHS. This means not only did they steal my blood and my right to drink caffiene or have late nights, I've to rest for a solid two weeks. Wick.

That means everything has been pushed back even more. Not a good start to the year really, if I should say so.

Can't stand getting blood taken, and my veins made it hard today and took six attempts to get a result, and once they did, I passed out haha.

Could have been better lol! 

Cx

 

so apart from the obvious lack of funds and such, i was quite looking forward to christmas this year...in fact i started shopping in August...

usually things go wrong in the first week or two of December, but it seemed everyone had a clear run this year. I passed my driving test on the last day of November and thought, Brilliant Xmas.

Alas, no. where have I been driving to? the frigging hospital.

The grandfathers in with MRSA because the Royal are incontinent bastards (s'cuse the french) and I had to take my boyfriend Glenn to A&E yesterday with bad chest pains...the doctor tells us it's a collapsed lung!

so as I nervously wait to hear if Glenn's out of his operation, I can gladly say, I am NOT looking forward to Christmas...

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