Rant Of The Week: Fictional Men Vs. Real Life Men

As you all know, I've really been binge watching Sex and the City recently, not only does it make me very entertained, it has also given me valuable life advice and made me question my view on relationships. Does my taste in fictional men reflect my taste in real life men? Yes. The answer is most definitely a big fat yes. Here are just a few examples out of hundreds...

Sex and the City: Let's start at the obvious, Mr.Big. He and Carrie never worked. They always wanted different things, he couldn't commit to her, he always left her wondering, he got married to someone else even though he wouldn't marry Carrie, he then cheated on his wife with Carrie, finally got engaged to Carrie but then left her at the altar and in the second movie was still being a bit of a dick. So any normal person would say wow, not the ideal guy, yet when Carrie was with Aidan I couldnt take my eyes off the screen until Mr.Big came back to seduce her and mess with her head again. Why? because I am an absolute dope. I always look for happy endings in places where there couldn't possibly be a happy ending, maybe I like the challenge? Why do women always run back to what we find familiar even though it didn't work out the first time? Note to self, stop falling back into bad habits.

Grease: Danny Zuko, why do I find him so hot when he is the definition of a typical lad? He didn't give Sandy a second look until she was sewn into those tight little leggings and started smoking, so was that really love when he was more interested in looking cool than treating her right? Note to self, stop falling for lads lads. 

Friends: Despite giving us the impression earlier that he was the dream boyfriend, Ross actually slept with another woman even though Rachel had been the love of his life for so long. I spent forever wishing they would get back together because he was just such a cutie, even though in reality that dramatic turn of events said a lot about his character. Note to self, stop falling for guilty charm.

Bridget Jones's Diary: I don't know if it's something to do with the fact that I prefer Hugh Grant to Colin Firth, but I most definitely would not be able to resist Daniel Cleaver's office flirting. Let's face it though, he's hardly future husband material and I would never ever introduce him to my parents. Note to self, stop falling for users.

An Officer and a Gentleman: So basically, Richard Gere leads the poor girl on for a while and then suddenly decides that he's not really into her that much despite the fact that he met her family and continuously cuddled her (not cool) He's not very nice to her, but he returns, very dramatically mind you, and sweeps her off her feet (literally) by walking into her workplace in his navy uniform. Every girls dream dammit... Note to self, stop falling for guys who aren't quite sure what they want.

Now, where are all the Noah Calhoun's at?

Living In Limbo

As a young woman, I've been in many different states in my life (slightly drunk, bad hair days etc.) but none of these have ever been as bad as being in the state of limbo. This is definitely one place that I do not want to be hanging out on a Saturday night. If you don't know what limbo is, it's basically the not quite sure stage where you feel you can't move forward because someone else's actions, well, lack of actions are preventing you from doing so and not letting you know where you stand.

Just imagine you're a main character in the final scene of a romantic movie, but as the end credits start you step in a huge pile of chewing gum that the "knight in shining armor" had placed down on the ground without you knowing. You've spent the past twenty minutes in a picture perfect romantic embrace, but now he's left you there stuck to the ground as he moves forward with his own life. What happens next? You're now left in a very sticky situation with your own thoughts and the lingering smell of Paco Rabanne, so what do you do? Well, you can either stay stuck, stay wondering, stay waiting for a phonecall that deep down you know will never come, or you can be your own hero and take off the shoes. I'm personally a fan of the second plan. As I prepare to leave my teenage years behind me I have only just realised how important it is to get yourself out of limbo. Take off the shoes, keep on walking, and what will be will be. If he doesn't still have time for you when the credits start rolling then do you really want there to be a sequel anyway?

Trust me, I know letting go is easier said than done, we've all experienced it, you feel you can't let go until you know why. Why did this happen? Why didn't he stay? Why aren't I good enough? Well the truth is, you are good enough, you are too good. If he can't appreciate and respect every single detail about you or even spare you five minutes out of his day to check you're doing okay then he doesn't deserve you. And I can assure you, you might be surprised how quickly a real Prince Charming arrives on a white horse to sweep you off your feet as soon as you learn to let go and stop kissing the same old frog.

"Maybe you’re only allotted a certain amount of tears per man, and I’ve used mine up." - Carrie Bradshaw

Five Things We Wish Our Mothers Would Stop Doing

There really is no explanation needed for this one. Mother, please stop. Oh, and can I borrow some money to buy myself a naggin for tonight?

Here are five things we wish our mothers would stop doing...

1. Leaving us alone in the supermarket queue
Okay, I know I'm nearly 20 but this fear will last forever. It's nearly my turn and still no sign of my mother or the unnecessary bag of frozen veg that she went back to get. What do I do? I can't breathe properly... are a few carrots really worth this emotional trauma?

2. Picking up random sayings that she thinks are cool
The other day after dinner my mum actually said: "Thanks, that was totes amazeballs" My brother then told me not to put that in this blog post because he didn't want the world to know... can't blame the poor lad really...

3. Trying to zoom in on Instagram
NOOO, STOP! WE ARE 67 WEEKS DEEP ON HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND'S BESTFRIEND'S SISTER'S PROFILE.

4. Using the washing line as an escape plan during an argument
Nice dramatic door slam but you dropped a sock...

5. Trying to turn us into adults
Look, I'm not here by choice, you gave birth to me, therefore I think you should book my doctors appointment and come in with me... you brought this on yourself...

Things Women Do That Men Probably Don't Know About

Or maybe it's just me and none of you can relate? Awks...

1. Shave certain parts of our legs depending on what's exposed
Ripped jeans? Random patches of silky smooth leg it is. The only reason behind it is pure laziness.

2. We go to the bathroom together for many reasons
We either just like the company or we don't need to pee at all and need to have a quick cry/panic/breakdown over the fact that our ex boyfriend just walked through the door.

3. Every woman has watched herself crying in the mirror at least once
We need to check if we're ugly criers. I am, unfortunately.

4. We enjoy plucking random hairs and squeezing spots
It's a sick hobby only done while alone or when the girls are over, but it needs to be done.

5. We can make new besties in a matter of seconds
"Your skirt is fine at the back and there's no tissue paper in the second cubicle... add me on Snapchat!"

6. We tell our sister and best friend EVERYTHING
Yeah, watch yourself...

7. Oh, and all male relatives (well, everything to a certain extent)
My brother may only be 16 but it doesn't mean he won't knock you out. I've also text my cousin in England so now he hates you too...

8. It's normal for us to make up unrealistic romantic movie scenarios in our head
Usually to fill that void when you decide not to text us back... which is a lot...

9. The majority of us name our boobs

Mary-Kate why are you slightly bigger and more perky than Ashley?

10. We always read over old conversations before we sleep
Awww remember when he called me beautiful on October 8th 2012...

11. It's only okay to wear an outfit again if no one important was out that night and there's no evidence of the outfit 
"Don't take any pictures of me! I'm gonna wear this again when he's out for his friends birthday in three weeks time"

12. We do some seriously creepy investigating into your past even though it only makes us upset and a little bit crazy
You may not have told us about every girl you've ever been with, but don't worry, we've saved you the hassle by figuring it out all by ourselves. Why did you like her seventh profile picture, the filter choice was horrendous, is she an idiot?

Rant Of The Week: The Kardashians: Who Cares? Well, I Do Actually

At this stage my love of the Kardashian/Jenner clan is no secret. Everytime I go to read a story about them 90% of the comments say "Who cares?" and well, actually, I do. As one of those people who prefers celebrity drama to my own, I need those Kardashian/Jenner stories to feed cravings. I didn't always love them though, there was a point when I also thought, who cares? However, now I love them, possibly more than my own siblings... awks... I couldn't tell you how to turn on the tumble dryer but I could probably tell you what Kim K had for breakfast. Prioriotes, god mum.
Here are 8 reasons why I love the Kardashians!

1. They constantly give me Instagram and blog post inspiration
Kylie's new hair? Insta. Disappointed in Scott? Blog. Kanye smiling? Breaking news worldwide.

2. They are sister goals
No matter how much you may dislike them, you can't deny that their sister bond is unbreakable. I'd hate the Kardashians to all turn on me anyway... bad move, Scott...

Squad goals.

A photo posted by Kourtney Kardashian (@kourtneykardash) on Aug 7, 2015 at 8:46pm PDT

3. North is just so relatable
She is just me 99% of the time. I feel ya girl.

4. Relationship goals (Well, gift goals really)
Despite the fact that he seems kinda moody and controlling over her wardrobe choices, there is no doubt that Kanye is head over heels for Kim. I wouldn't personally marry him, but hey, it seems to be working out for her...

I got to my room in Brazil and my amazing thoughtful husband had the sweetest note with a couple thousand roses covering my entire suite for Mothers Day! I'm so sad I'm so far away on this day but happy we celebrated yesterday! I love you baby & North soooo much!!!

A photo posted by Kim Kardashian West (@kimkardashian) on May 10, 2015 at 2:54pm PDT

5. They are style icons
"What look do I wanna go for on Saturday night?" *Checks Kylie's Instagram*

6. Body Image
You have to give these ladies credit, real or fake, their bodies are all different shapes and sizes. I think this is a great thing for young girls to be seeing on TV and in magazines.

7. They're just like us really

Underneath all the glitz and glamour, they're just your regular family...

8. They can't help how fortunate they were

Lets face it, if millions landed on our doorstep we wouldn't turn it away. Perhaps it's time to admit that there is a little jealousy lurking behind the hatred? 

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Fe's Fashion Facts: 12 Things To Know About Me

As you all know by now I have a huge passion for fashion (yes, I was part of the Bratz generation, clearly) That love for my own personal style has always been there, but it isn't always perfect. Here are a few fashion facts about myself that I hope you ladies will enjoy and may be able to relate to!

1. I LOVE faux fur and denim jackets
Never bring me into River Island during Autumn because you will never be seen by the outside world again...

2. I can't pull off yellow/mustard
It is just one of those colours that has never suited me and I don't know why. I think it makes me look too washed out but I really wish I could wear it. I fell in love with Suzanne Jackson's Missguided bodysuit she wore recently but I know if I wore it it just would not have the same effect! Didn't it look amazing on her though? Wow!

Tonights outfit! Just like this picture and you'll get full outfit details to your inbox when you sign up with @liketoknow.it www.liketk.it/1Moxc #liketkit (outfit details on my Facebook too)

A photo posted by Suzanne Jackson (SoSueMe) (@sosueme_ie) on Sep 26, 2015 at 2:03pm PDT

3. I still can't walk properly in heels
I would love to be able to strut around town in a pair of Kylie Jenner inspired heels everyday but I don't want a second sprained ankle. I wear them every night out anyway though. Practise makes perfect, eh?

4. My wardrobe is my therapist
Whenever I feel down I spend half an hour choosing an outfit to lift my spirits and it works every single time! Well, most of the time...

5. "It will be grand as long as I look good"
I hate going out after making a half hearted effort at my hair, make-up or outfit. I would love to become known as a style icon!

6. Rings are my thing

I love jewellery and always feel naked without it. In particular, I love big rings and feather earrings!

7. Bridget Jones knickers
We all have things we're insecure about so I solve this by throwing on a pair of Bridget Jones knickers. If Kim K can admit to wearing Spanx, why can't I?

8. Flat hair, do care
I hate it when my hair is too flat. I love using my hair as a way to express myself, so messy and all over the place sums me up quite well!

9. I think fashion is what you make it
I don't think we will ever be able to define what is fashionable because we all have different tastes. For example, I can't ever imagine my sister stepping out in a leopard print coat, but for me, that print is ingrained in my soul...

10. Penneys is my second home
No matter where I go or who I meet, nothing can replace the spot that Penneys holds in my heart. If you ever take me in there you have to let me roam free and understand that "I'll be 10 minutes" actually means a good four days or so...

11. I idolise Carrie Bradshaw
When it comes to style and lifestyle, Carrie is everything I want to achieve. She really is a major girl crush of mine!

12. Thongs stressed me out for years
I just couldn't understand why anybody would want to put themselves through that pain (see point seven.) I'm over the emotional trauma of it now though, thank god!