Katrina Quick: Burlesque MASTER.

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because i like you so much better when your NAKED

I recently read an Article where Tom Ford was interviewed...but with one SMALL catch.. he and the interviewer were naked.

Apparently it was slightly uncomfortable at first, then completely normal.

"we are" Tom Ford points out, "The only animal that wears clothes, and that can't be just because dogs can't do up buttons"

INDEED dogs can't do up buttons....

he goes on to say;

"You know, most of us look better nude. We are all one harmonious colour, with a symetry and an innate elegance ."

Imagine, if everyone was naked all the time, and it was weird if you actually wore clothes!

Without clothes, things would be a lot simpler...I think people would just accept you, as a human being,  for what you are.

There would be no pretence, no class divides....no pressure to buy designer clothes...

no pressure to buy clothes

you'd feel SO free!

anyway that was just an idea of mine...

im thinking of becoming a naturist

mmmmmm yeah you like that? haha

"Holly loves me, I love holly.. we love each other"

An update on recent embarrassing events

Hello there!


I am aware that recently my posts have been more touching than hilarious...

therefore i thought it was time to confess a few of the humiliating occurences that make up my life.

Today, i was sitting in the common room at school, fairly innocently, when...

SOMEONE decided it would be funny to throw something, hard, at my shoulder.

Now, i am fairly used to abuse, being the kind of person EVERYONE feels they can mock, due to the fact i have a particularly marsh mallow personality; SOFT ON THE OUTSIDE

                                                                    SOFT ON THE INSIDE

mmmmm yeah thats right!
but this was just out of order...

i picked up the heavy object from the floor, to find it was an overripe banana.

I took this abuse on the chin, picked up the banana...

and enjoyed it later in the day with a latte.

this is how you deal with unfair critiscm.

Later, my friend told me this was because someone had a HUGE crush on me...

yeah SUUURE...

i bet they do!

Till next time,

cheerio!

because we gottaa have Friends!

A good friend once told me "why spread hate; spread love!"

This comment may be incredibly cheesy; but its so true.



She then made me go up to a random stranger male at a party, kiss him on the cheek and say "your a great guy" which was fun- it made me feel good about myself-making others happy in a small way, just a little act of kindness, can mean the world to that individual.

I am incredibly lucky; I have a strong group of fabulous friends, who constantly put up with my faults, which there are MANY and love me whatever embarrassing act i commit! Whatever mistakes i make, i know that they will all (in their different ways) be there for me, as i in return will always be there for them. When im disgusting, sobby, and snotty, theyll be there with a forced smile and a tissue. When i fall over in public they wont walk off and pretend not to know me. If i have some dribble or a bogey they usually tell me. They create memories that bring a smile (and sometimes smirks in public places when im on my own). Take pretty pictures of me so i feel better about my EXTREME un photogenic looks. They EVEN put up with concussed swearing rants (I felt disgusted at myself the next day). When i forget important meetings, they willingly forgive and forget.

The best part of it is, each friend has their own individual qualities that mean i want to spend time with them.

I have the party friend;
Best for GOOD TIMES and making me laugh
the caring friend;
there for the good times and definitely the bad
the outgoing friend

the lovely loving list continues!

Thank you whoevers up there for the wonderful people who are in my life!

In fact, RIGHT NOW i am talking to my best friend about my worries.

OUTHOUSE, you lot know who you are

and others..........


you bring laughter daily

After all, where would i be without my carers?

I mean FRIENDS

LOVE YOU LOT

<3

P.S Friends is number ONE on my list of favourite things...I think.

don't quote me on it.

Fashion FAUX-PAS

There seems to be a new craze sweeping the nation of teenage girls.

 Forget the e.m.o-grunge look, the preppy look and all the other old-timers, the new thing is bright orange foundation three layers thick, painfully straight hair, hoodies, jeggings and fluffy boots, commonly branded as Ugg boots.

You do not have to look far to find one of these new orange faced breeds, they seem to be EVERYWHERE .

 The people I feel suffer most from this new fashion fix are the designers of these items-designed for high fashion and individuality, shunned into everyday monstrosities.

Hair-straighteners for example-I hardly think GHDs were created for teenage girls to straighten their hair into exactly the same style every day, but for people to experiment with their hair. I understand you, creators of GHD's!!!

I myself am a teenager, so I hold nothing against teenage girls, but really, how can we expect to uphold high expectations of us from others when we all follow each other right down to the same shade of jegging? Each time I see one of those sheep with orange faces, uggs, and jeggings, I feel foremost physically sick, then disheartened that products that if used well could be beautiful, are forced into a uniform of young girls merging into one another in the desperate act of trying to fit in.

 NON UNIFORM DAY is MOST frustrating! They wear IDENTICAL school uniform like clones. The ONE day a year they get to wear theyre OWN clothes, you know have a TINY bit of individuality...They all wear the "orange face look" Translation; Gillets, Uggs, Jeggings/leggings, heavy make up. COMEEE ONN pleaseee!!!!?

   I mean, fair enough if you enjoy looking like an orang-utan wearing see-through tights, but I don’t think anyone could enjoy having no identity, no individuality. In addition, this trend is far from attractive. Jeggings are simply died lycra, therefore most unforgiving for the most attractive pair of legs. The oversized hoodies cover up any womanly curves and give the appearance of a large marshmallow, in various colours of course, and gives the body a disproportionate look, with much shorter legs than body.

 NOT PRETTY!

  Fluffy boots, (Uggs), could, with the right outfit on the right person, be very attractive, but unfortunately people who follow the crowd do not much care if they suit the product or not, so it is a small majority who actually pull them off. Those who unfortunately do not, give off the image of having fat ankles and large feet, rather than the dainty, feminine ankles we all aspire too.

 To anyone out there reading this and realising they are in fact one of the orang-utan tribe, please do not think I am prejudiced against you, I am sure you are a lovely person, but I strongly advice you change your ways. Believe it or not, they’re are other looks out there, which are much more attractive and liberating than your current outfit. Perhaps try a floral dress, high waisted skirt, investigate new things and find what works for you, not what works for your friends.

BE A FIRST RATE VERSION OF YOURSELF, NOT A SECOND RATE VERSION OF SOMEONE ELSE

   Having complained about the fashion of teenage girls, I would like to congratulate and thank all those young girls pioneering in the areas of fashion, standing out from the crowd, or even just rocking the current trends in an individual way, rather than being a sheep, well done, keep pioneering!

Sad and single? SAY NO TO SINGLE BLUES

   Sometimes, especially around holiday season, it is very hard to be single. Traditions such as Mistletoe make attempting to be sassy and single that little bit harder.

Another thing that makes it hard to be single at Christmas are nosy relatives asking the question that as Bridget Jones said "Every singleton dreads the most;" "Hows your love life?"

It doesn't help when your mother had a string of serious boyfriends from FOURTEEN onwards, and every time a romantic song comes on tells us all "oh i remember when my boyfriend gave me this when i was fourteen". Que all your distant relatives swivelling their heads around to stare questionningly at you- all thinking; "Poor girl. STIIILL single. TRAGIC" I have THAT to look forward to this year all over again. SCORE



ALL year long their are constant reminders of your spinster hood state:

whether its :

-products advertised to improve your looks so that men find you more attractive,

-cards declaring love for one another,

 -rom coms by the dozen,

- heart shaped chocolate boxes,

-Valentine’s day,

 -public displays of affection

-MISTLETOE!

   the list is a long one, but you get the idea.

    Not that all these things aren’t lovely, romantic gestures, but when you are without anyone, the constant reminder that you cannot share in any of these moments is heart-wrenching.

 Everywhere you look there is a fresh reminder that no-one is there to caress your neck or hold your hand,or even fetch you a cuppa in the winter evenings- mmmmm wouldn't that be lovely??

My friends constantly say; "But you haven't anyone in mind. How about that weird guy who likes you? Or the boy with a face like a dog-he'd go out with you"

   But who wants to settle for second best?

   However many displeasing frogs we have to kiss, I’m positive that one day we will all find that handsome prince.  (Fingers CROSSED!)

 So for all the fellow closet romantics out there who dream of kisses in the snow, next time you listen to a love song, or sit in an intensely romantic restaurant with your old dad for company, just hold your head up high and know you have it all to come.

Anyway, In the meantime, there are other pleasures in life, such as food, fashion, good friends, mothers (on a good day), promotions, alcohol and Friday nights out with the girls, not to mention those gorgeous male models we can all goggle at, staring up at us with those inviting eyes from the magazine page while we sit in our comfy leather chairs, our hearts still whole.

Or alternatively, you can be swept away by a GORGEOUS (preferably mysterious, sexy, dark, tall and handsome) Demi-God, who seems convinced you are the singularly most beautiful thing he ever saw.

I FANCY YOU KEIRA KNIGHTLEY whaaaat? did someone say something?

 So if tomorrow, you can't see my post, I assure you that a dreamy man has appeared at my window declaring his love for me, and taken me to some exotic far flung part of the world where we fall in love, staying beautiful demi-gods for ever more.

 It could happen.

Humping leads to bumping

Its a Sunday night.
 On my way back from swimming, I go to my friends house for a little house party.
To begin with, I feel on top of the world! I open the front door to several friends screaming and hugging me!

Goal one: Be cool

Goal two: Be socially accepted 

Reached! tick, tick! 

However, this did not last long. After successfully third wheeling with my favourite (snogging under a blanket) couple, dancing, and all things fun and expected at a party, I find myself dancing in the Kitchen with a VERY good friend. So far, so good. However, when try to hug/hump my friend, I manage to SMACK my head on the corner of the overhood cooker. The incredible force of hitting my head throws me to the ground, managing to fall on top of my friend. As we hit the floor, my friend gives me the dirtiest look I've ever seen.

"You hurt my leg!" she tells me later.

For the rest of the house party, whilst everyone else is looking gorgeous and getting down and funky to music, I sit on the floor with a bag of frozen beans (???) the only thing at hand for injurys, swearing profusely, surrounded by a small group of concerned friends, splitting their sides with laughter.

As if this was not enough, an ignorant boy decides to cheer me up by throwing various chocolates at my lip, even though I am on the floor with ice on a MASSIVE bump.
Cool, gorgeous, and sophisticated it was NOT!

This thrown chocolate causes my already fairly large lips to SWELL, and bruise. YAAAAY!

I then have to walk, concussed, to my dads car at 12.30am with two friends. The gate is locked. I am about to wet myself, and the bag of ice has melted to dripping water.

We CAN'T get through the gate. I ring my friend to find code, then lack of reception cuts me off. Meanwhile, my dad sits on either side, already angry about the half hour wait whilst i tried to get off the floor with a head injury, watching my incompetence. Eventually I climb through a neighbours bush, to meet the wrath of an angry parent.

 My friends piss themselves laughing.

FUN TIMES

Katrina Likes.....

 

• Friends
• Tea
• Coffee
• Christmas Time
• Seasons Changing
• Pretty Dresses
• Fruit
• Tennis
• Skiing
• Running
• When her mum answers her phone
• Swimming
• The Sea
• Beaches
• Family
• Meeting new people
• Going Out
• Exploring
• Nurturing a plant and seeing it flourish
• China Blue
• Soup (a lot!)
• Charlotte Wragg
• Seedy Bread
• Brown Seedy Muffins
• Fruitcake
• Hairclips
• Big cosy jumpers
• Love
• Romantic Films
• Books
• Comedy Shows
• Dawn French

And now you know