I helped my friend create this movie based on society and the perception of beauty. All the editing and creating was done by her, but I played the small part of the victimized ‘Matilda’.
Obviously it carries a serious and saddening message, but it was fun to be a part of it and share my passion of makeup artistry with her.
Thank you so much! You are very kind. And the comment on my YouTube video is wonderful too! Comments like that mean absolutely loads to me :)
And I knowwww. She spoke about you often, and it would have been so lovely to meet you!! Naughty Katie indeed!
When that two weeks of Christmas end I become sad and emotional, and it gets worse the older I become. The London Olympics have affected me in the same way. I didn’t think it was possible: another occasion that fills me with the same excitement and bittersweet heartache when it is finally over.
The London Olympics have inspired millions of people, across generations. They have provided beautiful sports entertainment, and brought a nation to its feet and, not to mention, a whole lot closer together.
I cannot even begin to imagine the elation and happiness performing in front of a home crowd must have felt like. I can see how it felt, but I would pay big money to switch places with some of those athletes in order to have my heart lifted that high (only for the introductions, mind. I’d leave the actual performing to the professionals).
It has been a sensational couple of weeks. I am the overly proud acquaintance of an Olympic Champion; I went to school with her, and cannot for the life of me think of another person more deserving of the medal. I want to list all the athletes who have inspired me, but alas, the list would be endless. However, no one has ever made me as happy as Tom Daley. Jumping on that podium, in my eyes, he won Gold. He is one of the most gracious athletes, and when he stood beside China’s representative (who looked like a petulant child) I have never been more proud to be British. Great Britain are host to some of the most charming, conscientious and happy people in the world.
The Closing Ceremony was the last straw. For two weeks, my eyes had been welling up but no tears fell. Last night, I exploded with sobs. It was all too much: The Spice Girls brought back childhood nostalgia and I was ecstatic about their traditionally ‘stereotyped’ outfits. Brian May’s hair was beautiful. I wanted Jessie J’s outfit, and, I’m not going to lie, she did an alright job with ‘We Will Rock You’. Freddie Mercury still commands the attention of the entire globe. Muse nailed it, and Matt Bellamy is the only man straight enough to own suits that sparkly (I want it). The Pet Shop Boys. OH! The Pet Shop Boys. They are too cool for words. I laughed hysterically when they were followed by One Direction, who must have been pinching themselves. Annie Lennox is a living legend, and looked incredible as per. Monty Python, Darcey Bussel, Russell Brand (for goodness’ sake - in his element), The Who! Need I go on?
I cannot fathom returning to normal, daily life. So, instead, I’m going to start training for Rio.
Watch. This. Space.
…And yes George Michael. We were at the centre of the universe.