Saturday, December 17, 2011

Suicide can happen to anyone.

I remember the day he was born. Getting a half day from school to go and meet him. Walking through the hospital I heard a baby crying and asked my dad if that was my little brother. I remember exactly how he looked, he wasn't crying. He was just chilling out, taking it all in.

They couldn't decide on whether to call him Alex or Daniel. Gary and I wanted 'Alex' because 'Alex the Kid' was our favourite sega mega drive game.

I remember him as a toddler, bringing him on walks up and down the back road and everyone commenting on his bright blonde hair and rosey red cheeks.

I remember with all our cousins, he was always the center of attention as we made him do the squeezy red face thing, or as Gary and David used him as a prop for they're wrestling games.

He loved wrestling, but not as much as dinosaurs. He was obsessed. Every Saturday when everyone was out, me and Daniel would go down to the video shop and rent out Jurassic Park. His favourite film. We would close the curtains, turn of the lights and pretend we were at the cinema. I'm pretty sure I still remember every line from that film from watching it so much.

He was such a great child, always happy and laughing, even when he was causing havoc.
He loved to hide things on us, especially the remote control. Every time anything went missing he would deny it, then 10 minutes later go get it and move on to hiding the next thing.

One time a substantial amount of money went missing from the house. My dad searched high and low, thinking maybe we'd been robbed...Only to have Alan's mam knock on the door a few hours later saying Daniel had given Alan the money as a present.

No matter what he did he never got into trouble. My mam calling his name as 'Danny-A-he-who' instead of Daniel was about as serious as it got.

He was so patient to. Gary and I used to get him to get stuff for us. 'Daniel go up and get me my jumper..I'll time you', and off he'd go, racing to beat his last time. Until one day, when he replied 'Awh yeah right Gar, you just say that so then I'll think', a line which we repeated back to him a million times.

I'm sure most of you know that musically, he was a genius. Put any instrument in front of him and within an hour he could play it. Gary and him used to spend hours in their room playing together.
I could never get the hang of the guitar so one Christmas Daniel convinced me to get a drum kit.
By 1pm on Christmas day it was obvious I'd never be able to play it and Daniel inherited my brand new kit. Which I'm sure was his plan from the start.

Muse were his favourite band. He used to spike up his fluffy hair to look more like Matt Bellamy. When Gary brought him to his first Muse gig he got so excited he fainted.

I remember trying to convince him to go to the Rock school in Ballyfermot because we didn't think he would pass his leaving cert. And get into college.
He had managed to disguise his intelligence. He never went to school or studied, preferring to spend his time doing some graffiti art. But one day, about 3 months before his exams I found him sitting in Tallaght library, studying.
As you all know, he did great in his exams and got into Trinity to study science.
My dad was laughing the other day saying if he had of became a scientist he would have found a way to bring back dinosaurs, either that or become a famous botanist.

We all grew up over the past few years, and grew apart as well. I'd usually see him just once or twice a week. Spending them hours laughing as Hasso and Toby, or my mam and dad.

Daniels special nickname for me, 'Retard', was thrown around quite a bit as I hounded him with questions of 'how do I do this?' and that.

I spent last night with Daniels second family. Brenda, Dave, Joan and all the lads. They told me so many stories I hadn't heard before. Turns out Dan is more like me than I ever could have imagined. I just wish we had of known.

Daniel, I was lucky enough to have you as my baby brother for 20 years. I have a million memories of you, but I wish I had a million more.
Watch over mam and dad, you were the centre of their worlds and they'll need you now more than ever.
I love you Dan, Sneactha Ban.
You'll forever be in my heart and on my mind.
You were an amazing person who touched so many lives in such a short amount of time.
I know your up there, somewhere, cringing at all this and telling me to stop being retarded.

So lets remember him, not by how he died by how we knew him. Carefree and constantly making us all laugh and smile.
So I'll finish up by saying, you really were one of a kind, you always did things your way and this is no different.
You'll never be forgotten.
I love you.

These are the words I spoke at my little brother funeral just 5 weeks ago.
If you love someone, tell them.


Wednesday, November 2, 2011


Movember, making men hotter across the world. I do love a man in moustache.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011


Feeling mega bleuurrrgghh lately. Lazy and unmotivated. Working all day everyday and not a moment to myself has left me exhausted and feeling gross. My cure for everything is usually an hour at the gym. All that sciencey stuff about it releasing good, happy chemicals is right, but lately I just can't get myself there. I don't have time in the morning, I don't get a lunch break and by the time I'm done in the evenings all I'm fit for is reading a book (currently 'The Help' by Kathryn Stockhart) or clicking 'Stumble' on (best website ever). My skin looks grey, my hair is in bits from all the back combing and products that have been put in it lately and I feel like all the hard work I've put in at the gym over the past couple of years is going to waste. 
I need a kick up the arse...or maybe some yoga classes...

Anyways, here's an outfit post, I look suitably moody in it, i like my hair though. I'm fond of a 'faux'-hawks. 

Also, I'm considering becoming active on Twitter...I know I'm so behind everyone but I'm not a huge internety/technology person, I still have a regular old phone that doesn't have a camera never mind Internet. Send me some of your twitter addressy things so I can have a snoop. Also check out my tumblr for some more lovely pictures of pretty girls and boys with super hair.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Monday, October 10, 2011

Kanye West DW collection

He seemed to take a bit of a beating with the reviews saying it was trying to hard, to much going on, blah blah blah. I, however, think he did a super job.

That Givenchy Rottweiler top he's wearing above. I want. I love it so much..and I have a rottweiler to so it'd be like  showing my love for him when I wear it.


Thursday, October 6, 2011

Hair Envy.

My obsession with hair continues.


Monday, September 26, 2011

These are photos from New York. Obv. Ireland is freezing at the moment. This dress is my favourite. The length, the shape, the colour (or lack there of), its dressy enough with some shoes for a night out, and then really cute with a pair of cons to. I'll miss wearing it this winter. I might still wear it. It'd be worth freezing my legs for. (Tights look shit with it btw) Raging my boyfriend didn't tell me I had a pull in it when he took these photos. Its OK though it stretched right out.
(Again, everything is from UO, and excuse the bag)

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Brooklyn Bridge.

Everything from Urban Outfitters

Excuse the big bag with the parka poking out. The weather kept changing so had to go out prepared for some wind and rain!
Had a few Marilyn Monroe moments wearing this with the wind and all....eek.

Sunday, September 18, 2011


Just what I wore while exploring Washington. Something comfortable and airy to combat the humidity and miles and miles of walking. 
I did iron the shorts, but they crease like crazy, much like a lot of my Topshop clothes.
Washington was amazing. The people were by far some of the nicest I have ever met and the food was unreal. The whole place just seemed laid back and chilled out. 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

New York

I've spent the last week in New York (and Washington). I had the best time ever. It goes without saying that New York is the most amazing city, especially during Fashion Week.

I've a million stories and a million photos, but I need to get to bed to try get some sleep as I'm flying to London in the morning.

I love all the photos I took. Here's some of my favourites



Monday, August 29, 2011

Inspiration. Plaits (with a twist)

 Currently obsessed with all variations of plaits.


Sunday, August 28, 2011

Currently Loving

1. Blonde girls who can wear black eye make up.

 2. Pharrell Williams

3. Gold Shoes.

4. Studded Everything.


Currently not loving: Getting caught in the rain (EVERY TIME I go outside)

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Thursday, August 18, 2011

More Interesting Internet Finds...

My favourite website EVER is 1000 Awesome Things. It manages to cheer me up everytime I go on it. I sometimes stay away from it for a week or so to 'save up' a few so when I go on it again theres a few for me to laugh at!
Some of my favourite ones are:


Any Masterchef fans should watch this..


Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Hard Work.

So I'm in my new job over a week now (I've just started a hairdressing apprenticeship), and boy is it tough. Both mentally and physically. I'm basically a glorified cleaner. I spend my days sweeping the floor, folding towels, making tea and shampooing hair. I start before 9, finish after 6, and usually only get one 10/15 minute break. My legs hurt, my back hurts but most of all my ego kind of hurts. I've worked so hard in my life, with school exams, putting myself through college, getting a first with my degree, working my way up in jobs and now when I'm just about to turn 25 (birthday this weekend!) I'm at the very bottom (again) and its tiring. Every morning when I'm getting up I have to remind myself of why I'm working so hard for so little money and why I'm doing mind numbing work when I'm capable of so much more. I want to be a hairdresser. I want a creative career and the chance to work for myself. It'll all be worth it in the end...It'll all be worth it in the end..It'll all be worth it in the end...keep repeating that every time I want to sit on the ground and cry.

I've also started doing the lotto. I don't need millions, just 10 and a half grand so I can go to hairdressing school instead of doing an apprenticeship. :P Wish me luck.

Maybe another 100euro on top of that to replace the two tops and dress I've managed to destroy with hair dye. :( I'm going to pennys tomorrow and buying a load of plain black cheap vest tops that I can ruin till my hearts content!

Here's some pictures of me wearing nice clothes that I haven't (yet) ruined.

And a bit of motivation


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