The Great Gatsby and London

Last week, two days before my birthday my sister drove down to see me and whisked me away to London, one of my favourite places in the world. I love the city, it's always alive with activity and you can never run out of things to do. But most of all I love the fashion, everyone is so much bolder there with their garments and I feel like each individual has their own unique take on style and I love it. So obviously we went shopping, I bought a tonne of makeup and a pretty crop top from TopShop, we each bought a few maxi dresses from Apricot, we had a fancy brunch just outside of Westfield shopping centre. We had such a fabulous time, living like we were on the cast of Made in Chelsea for a day. It was brilliant.
Another incredible part of my day was seeing 'The Great Gatsby' in one of those gorgeous cinemas, with a ginormous screen, comfy leather armchairs and blankets to keep you warm. It was a stunning place and by far the prettiest production of any novel I have ever seen. I adore Fitzgerald, he is one of all time favourite authors, 'The Beautiful and The Damned' is his best book by far I believe and I really hope they make an adaptation of that. Although, I hear good things about 'Tender Is The Night' so I look forward to reading that after re-reading all the others. Apart from his books though. his lifestyle fascinates me, we talked about him in our captivating Lit classes last year (I miss those days) and it came to light that he did live an incredibly extravagant lifestyle and that he would turn out a new novel as quickly as possible so he and his glamorous wife could afford a new fur she wanted. I love that, I like knowing that his books are a reflection of his own life and his relationships.
I have read 'The Great Gatsby' and I liked it, but I didn't fall into it and never want to escape. It was just nice, it painted a nice picture and story and then there was the romantic figure of Gatsby, so I was incredibly impressed by the film. It is very visual, and therefore less about the story because the novel is very slim. I disliked how it is told from Nick's viewpoint, because you don't get a full impression about Daisy and Gatsby's relationship, so in  way it lacks a bit of depth in that sense.
But, I just fell in lust with this movie, it was like sitting and watching someone else's dream for a few hours. Every scene was gorgeous and Leonardo DiCaprio was, of course, flawless. He has not let me down with any movie I don't think (I didn't care for Romeo and Julie much, though). He makes this film, he is fantastic, compelling and he definitely looks the part. So if you haven't already, please watch it, you will not forget it and I promise you it will exceed your expectations.

Being me, of course I paid attention to the make-up worn by the actresses and Daisy's was surprisingly soft and natural even on a night out it was a very soft brown and gray smoky eye, poreless skin
and perfectly coiffed hair. Myrtle's was much more noticeable with a red lip and full eyelashes. Every single aspect of this film was perfect, makeup, styling, acting, cinematography. Baz Luhrman did a tremendous job I look forward to seeing what he does next. Ad if you haven't listened to the soundtrack then you are crazy, I don't think any other film has a soundtrack that could compare. Lana Del Rey's song gets me every single time. Is there anything she sucks at?

In My Shoes: Thrice is The Charm

I am aware this is starting to read like a diary, so I'll keep it short as that wasn't my intention and hopefully my Sigma palette will arrive imminently and I can deflect attention onto that. I am so excited. The shoes in the picture are wedge trainers purchased from Primark for £18. I love Primark, it's three storeys of heaven. I picked them up because they were quite funky and I have no shoes like them. So today I went to this thing called Pop! which is something that goes on in the Copper Rooms here at Warwick university 7pm till 2am, the idea is you go circling (which if you are not familiar with the term is playing a whole load of drinking games with the goal being to get as hammered as possible, it can get pretty brutal) usually with societies, so I went with Mixed Netball, some of my friends go with Aerobics or Tennis or Polo. It's fun, you circle for 3 hours then for the next 4 hours you dance to cheesy classics and party the night away. But there is always a theme, so for this circle we had to dress as either something beginning with W or C, because the new social exec's names begin with those two letters. One girl came as Warwick Castle, which I thought was inspirational, another came as a Walkers Crisp packet, there was a World Cup, a condom, Where's Wally, clown, children complete with barbie dolls, teddy bears and exaggerated black freckles. I kept it simple as it was a last minute decision to go and went as a witch, essentially I borrowed a friend's tatty witch hat from the dozens of plays she has performed and plonked it on my head. I used the Theodora Oz palette for my eye make-up and wore all black.
I hadn't eaten before I left so I got quite tipsy quite early. I didn't do anything out of the box, but I did see this one guy that I met at the last Pop! I went to and it was incredibly awkward, considering the last time I met him I lost all my friends and had no way of getting home (regular occurrence with me, if you hadn't noticed). He was super sweet about it, willing to let me crash on his floor. But, I managed to get home in the end, and I thanked him via text and he kept asking me out and I just didn't text back hoping he would get the hint, but then he facebooked me and messaged my friend asking why I didn't reply and if she could please get  me to reply. It makes me sound like a cold-hearted bitch but I did just blank him, and pray that I never saw him again so when I did see him it was weird as fuck.
My friend and I left early to get a kebab because we were both starving, then went home to put my witch hat away (it was getting me into all sorts of trouble) we had a few shots of Baileys and then returned with the rest of our hallmates. We had a pretty decent night, but on our return one of the guys we went out with was being really awkward, I was drunk and the last time I was drunk I told him a few home-truths, again not painting me in the best light but I assure you I would say it to him sober and have frequently. I'm the kind of person that if I don't like you and you ask me I'll tell you, I feel like life is too short to be dishonest about things that in the grand scheme of things don't really matter. And I might have been drunk or sleep deprived but I am pretty sure he asked me on a date, and I think that is the most ridiculous thing considering not long ago he was chasing one of my best friends, but I must have imagined it because that is too surreal.
As posts go, that really wasn't very interesting so I apologise, thank you for reading the ramblings of a 19 year old clueless human being I am very grateful and now I am off to the post room, so my next blog can be about something other than my failure of a life. Speak soon, honey buns. Honestly, I have no idea if anyone even reads this tripe, but if just one person is reading then honestly I appreciate it. You're the best, whoever you are.

In My Shoes: Second Time

So today, quite a lot of stuff happened. Firstly, most importantly and by far the most exciting. I'M GOING TO PARIS! Me and one of my closest friends here at university impulsively started planning a trip to Paris during the Easter holidays when she was in Lithuania and I was in England. She desperately wanted this Lancel bag, and she discovered there would be a sale late June in gay Paris, and it would cost less for her to stay there, sight-see and purchase the bag than get it shipped to Lithuania. It's a fairly pricey piece of accessorising, but then the heart wants what it wants. And me, well I'll agree to anything as long as it sounds fun. But honestly, at the time I thought it was one of those things you always talk about but never wind up actually doing. I love travelling and have already been to France, it was one of the best weeks of my life, but I never visited the capital during my stay. Thanks to shows like Gossip Girl, I have fallen in love with the city without having been there, so I am so incredibly, unbelievably excited to go. We bought coach tickets and booked a hostel today, it took all of ten minutes and about £70 out of my bank account. I will be more than just broke by the end of the trip, but who cares? I was so excited, I had to order the Sigma Paris Limited Edition palette simply so I could we are it every single day we are there. Of course, when it arrives, I'll let you know my thoughts and any looks I have created that i am especially proud of. Might even do another video.
On to the next thing, typically now as we are all finished with exams we go out almost every night and tonight we opted for Kasbah which is a spacious club in Coventry. If you live near there and have never been then honestly you are missing out, not only do you get cheap drinks and plenty of different rooms with music to cater every taste but it also has the best smoking area by far. I don't smoke but so many of my friends do and it's a great way to meet new people regardless, I feel it's a bit more intimate than grinding on some stranger in a club. In Kasbah's instead of standing around aimlessly inhaling second hand smoke, you can buy drinks or pick up a delicious treat from the barbecue. Yes, barbecue, they have the best cheeseburgers ever, freshly made, onions, barbecue sauce, cheese, the lot. I always have two. Don't judge me. They are amazing. So yeah, go.
Before we left, it's customary to predrink or "prink". Honestly, I wasn't really feeling it, for me it is such an effort to get ready because it means I have to put contacts in and although sometimes it's fine, just stab stab, bam, a lot of the time it takes about 20 minutes, and I drop them or have to open another one because it just will not go in. It refuses outright. But I got ready, stabbed my eyes with my daily contacts, showered, messed up my room trying to find something to wear. I was quite lazy about it, I didn't straighten my hair, I donned patterned River Island black leggings and a cream coloured sleeveless, sheer, pearl-buttoned top which you could see my bra through but my hair covered that for the most part. I put on my make-up, totally screwed up my eyeliner so spent another ten minutes trying to fix that and failed. By that time I had given up and went downstairs to drink, because if I was going to have any chance of enjoying this night looking like a hot mess, I was going to have to be drunk.
Long story short, i did wind up having a great night actually. It took us forever to get a taxi, and we had to queue jump which was eye-wateringly expensive but we had a good night. I had two burgers, like I said, so this soaked up the alcohol and I didn't manage to get drunk. But the music and company was good, I danced like a crazy person, my hair looked tragic at the end of the night. And I met a really cute guy, a cute brown guy! Yay! I was checking him out casually while dancing and then forgot he existed as the song changed to something that had everyone twerking or tying to at least all over the shop. But then he bumped into me, and I was about to let him past, when he held my hand and asked me my name etc. He was really sweet, and not even the slightest bit drunk. So I just told him that he was cute and gave him my number, he bought me a drink but I was worried I would lose my friends so I went back, even though he insisted I dance with him. I hate giving guys the wrong impression, we didn't even kiss and that's the way I like it. I have never hooked up with anyone in a club and I don't really intend to, to be honest. It's just not my thing, I have nothing against it, but I guess I am just never the right level of drunk. I am either happy, dancing, screaming lyrics drunk (which is the most frequent) or catatonic, puking in taxis drunk (which has only happened once). I'm never gonna kiss you the life out of your mouth drunk. So that was cool, it boosted my confidence and I was on a cloud for the rest of the night. At least until he approached one of my friends later on while she was dancing next to me and whispered in her ear, and she blew him off, and I morphed into my cynical self and was like *hair flick* "Typical, what a tosser" etc. But after she blew him off, he hugged me and told me it was one of his friends that really liked her and was too chicken, I smiled and sail "Oh for a second then I was going to be insulted" but I didn't really trust him. So I asked my friend what he said, not letting on that he hit on me earlier, and she told me that he said one of his friends really likes her and the inside me was like "Yes!!".
I had a great night, I went home exhausted at about 4 in the morning and woke up with a text from him. I am not really sure what to reply yet. He told me he's travelling to South America now that his last year at university is done, so  I don't want to get too attached to his pretty brown eyes. Because they were, hand on heart, the prettiest, most lovely brown eyes I have ever seen and I'm Indian. I see a lot. More blogging soon. I love you all for reading. Thank you, my pretties and please comment, message etc.

In My Shoes: First Night

In order to celebrate my birthday, obviously I went out and as you would expect and I wore these River Island boots, they are my absolute favourite, they are so comfortable and give you a little bit of height without making it a struggle to walk like a boss. In typical Fresher fashion I had a slight YOLO attitude (and I know no-one says that anymore and they shouldn't have started) and decided to start drinking at around 2pm. I woke up with a phone call from my Mama saying Happy Birthday and ordering me to have a good day, it is the first birthday I have ever spent without my family so it was a little bit surreal.
My friends basically bought me alcohol for my birthday, or food. They know me well. I got a tall shot gloss with a personalised message on there, and many shots of vodka were consumed from that, let me tell you. I had Bailey's, orange coloured vodka, Lithuanian vodka, San Miguel, Jack Daniels, there was a quite a range. My friend Ali got me food at the local pub because he is a sweetheart and he wasn't going out with us that night.
To celebrate in true University of Warwick fashion we selected Jagermonster at Evolve in Leamington Spa, here we can get this thing called uni express which is a bus that takes you to the club at 11pm and picks you up at 3am. It's convenient and the ticket includes entry and queue jump. I drank a lot before we went and got ready obviously. I love getting ready to go out it is one of my favourite things, but my closest friend is so incredibly beautiful and she was wearing a crop top and shorts and looked stunning, her stomach is pancake flat so I didn't really see the point. Everything I tried on just wasn't up to scratch, but I found a pretty dress spent ages on my makeup trying to contour using blush, setting powder, four different eyeshadows, and testing out my new Maybelline gel liner, which incidentally is very good. I always feel slightly self conscious when I plaster myself in makeup, it's because I don't usually do it, but on nights out literally ten minutes in I'll check my reflection in the ladies and it will have disappeared or melted onto my face or something so I wanted to look nice.
I was done getting ready so I went to our common room, people sang, a cake was brought out and I was so touched because a lot of my friends still have exams so I honestly didn't expect a thing. I was just happy I had people to go out with, but then I blew out the candles and felt a little sad that I wasn't with my family. I felt like a grown up, celebrating my birthday without them. I swear, turning a year older never fails to make you philosophical.
So me, Ieva, and two guys called Brad and Dave came out. Dave is the sloppiest drunk, he actually becomes psychotic, not even lying. In the queue I hugged everyone, spoke to strangers and was friendly as fuck. I am the most affectionate drunk, I am basically me on a nice day, I smile and laugh and decide to make friends with everyone. I'm THAT drunk girl. When we get there, we chat, laugh, drink a bit more and then that is essentially all I remember. One second I was chatting to Dave and Brad and then the next I wake up in my bed, contacts still in. That's the second night in a row that I slept with my contacts still in, bad Kiran. I was still wearing my dress and tights, and my shoes were exactly like that on the floor next to my bed. My head didn't hurt, I felt really comfortable, my legs just felt strangely light when I got up to walk.
I still felt drunk until about 5pm. Though I tried to keep active, just chilling with friends, getting a bunch of stuff from the post room. I have never blacked out before and I woke up terrified of what I had done or said, because I could just feel it in my soul that I embarrassed myself, possibly even humiliated. Thanks to Facebook I got various concerned messages, the majority informing me that I was "soo drunk" and that I had passed out in the club and then in the taxi and that one off my friends thought I was going to die, and that I puked in a taxi and basically owe everyone a tonne of cash. I suck.
But on the positive side of things, I woke up and my makeup looked pretty good still, wish I had taken a picture now, promise to do so next time. Additionally, I did something I have never done before, that's not very fearless in the scheme of things but it's a start, right? From what I do remember, I had a great time and if you can't get drunk and chunder on your birthday without people giving you shit about it then when can you?

Birthday Time!

Truthfully, I have never really cared for birthdays, they are fun and you get cake and people are nice to you, that's all well and good but essentially you're just a day older than you were the day before and a day younger than you will be the day after. Age, now at least, doesn't seem to mean anything. I have never been fond of being at the centre of attention and I prefer to just slink away quietly in the corner and watch everyone else enjoy the spotlight. That's not about to change. I am 19 years old today and a little part of me is freaking out, it's as if every time I blink I get closer and closer to 20 and I hate it. It's not the ageing process that scares me, it's the fact that the years are just passing by so quickly and as I gain years I don't seem to gain maturity. Your birthday is like New Year's it's a chance to do stuff again, to start over and be a better version of yourself. But each and every time either of these milestones occur I always fail, when I got to university the first thing I wanted to do was reinvent myself, be the person I have always aspired to be, but pretty soon after the first week I felt myself slip back into old habits, it's just difficult to maintain a certain amount of effort at all times. I'm lazy. Might as well just admit it.

I think the predominant issue with this is that whenever I want to be or do something different it's always surface stuff, it involves spending and essentially is just a by-product of low self-esteem. Everyone has days when they feel a little bit low and can't help comparing themselves to their prettier, slimmer, funnier, smarter friends and it's horrible to feel like you are never going to match up. It's quite bold of me to say: I'm done with that, because in all honestly I don't think I'll ever be. I like pretty things and pretty (inside and out, I am not a shallow bitch who chooses her friends purely based on their looks) people, I wouldn't be friends with them if they didn't have great qualities. I have countlessly looked in the mirror and disliked what I saw, nobody is perfect and it seems as though everyone wants what they can't have.

Back to the task in hand though, I'm 19 and my exams are finished. I am still young, single and moderately sexy, and it's time for yet again another reinvention. My fresher's year is coming to an end and I have three weeks of stress-free fun in the sun (fingers crossed) so instead of overhauling my appearance, losing weight, purchasing the newest foundation or any of those other things that I would usually do to make myself feel better. Instead, this time, I am going to change my state of mind, it is time to be fearless and a little bit daring.
One of my close friends has always said to me that if you have the slightest bit of doubt or discomfort about something then don't do it, and I wholeheartedly agree with that. On the other hand, if you want to do something and you get that excited "I shouldn't but I really want to" fluttery feeling that kleptomaniacs get when they lift a nail varnish from Boots then I say go for it. Obviously, I am not talking anything illegal or harmful, I am not going to start dropping acid or going to orgies in the wood, fear not. But I do intend to do one thing every day without caring of the consequences, I want to maximise the amount of fun I have in the next three years because even if I have to retake my first year it won't be the same.

So for the next three weeks I will post an "In Her Shoes" profile, they'll be my shoes and they will probably be in terrible condition and if I can get a decent picture I'll include my outfit. And yes, I got the idea from Ugly Betty, I know it's finished but I am just so obsessed with this show, I could watch it all day, every day.


 In addition to this, I'll blog about my day and my new fearless attitude. Honestly, this will probably only last a week, because I only have so many shoes, but I'll keep you updated anyhow.

So Happy Birthday to me . . . Happy Birthday to me . . . and now for my first post before I have a long hot shower, hot because I am in it. Thank you for reading, if even one person is interested in this it would make my year. Please comment, get in touch, any and all feedback is welcomed.

Summer Must-Have Products/ May Favourites (Plus New Video!)

As the sun is making it's presence known, styles and go-to make-up products gradually begin to change, girls swap leggings for shorts and boots for sandals and wedges. Here are some of my favourite summer-friendly products. I'll also post my YouTube video beneath, if you are interested my YouTube channel is kirank94ful feel free to comment or subscribe.

1. Coconut Face, Body and Hair Beautifying Oil. £9
           I have already written about this, but since then I have tried to use it on my hair and didn't like the outcome at all, it made my hair feel greasy and I wanted to wash it again immediately, but then I did leave it in overnight. A friend of mine kept the oil in for two hours before rinsing it out and she was very pleased with the results so by all means try it. I, for one, am just not keen on using oil in my hair it just goes against everything I believe in, regardless of the benefits etc. However, it is perfect for the skin, it smells exceptionally good and gives a nice tan sheen to your skin whatever colour you may be, so you don't look too pasty while you're trying to soak up some sun rays.


2. L'Oreal Nude Magique BB Cream. £8

            I love this, I have it in Medium, I purchased this just a month or so ago and already I think I am almost finished with the bottle. I use it almost every day. It's quite sheer and yet build-able, it gives you that extra bit of confidence without making you feel like your plastered an inch thick in makeup, it's barely even noticeable it just makes your skin a little more even, a little bit prettier so when the sunlight reflects of it, thankfully it doesn't look strange. I hate the weird sweaty look girls have when they have a face full of makeup in hot weather. Not a good look, ladies.


3. Eyelash Curlers. £3
            There should be a trusty pair of eyelash curlers in every girls, or guys makeup bag, because they, my friend, are an investment. Curling your eyelashes properly takes very little time and effort and even less money yet the difference is immediately distinguishable. Squeeze thrice at the base, half way up and at the edges, then comb through your lashes and voila, instantly your eyes look more awake, they look brighter, prettier and more noticeable. Eyes are the window to the soul. They cost very little, I personally don't think you need to hot foot it to MAC to get one for £14 when you can easily get one for almost a quarter of the price in any high street ship i.e. H and M, Boots. But it is up to you. How simple is that?


4. Johnson's face care cleansing lotion. £2
           A simple, easy, effective way to take your makeup off at the end of the day. It makes your skin look and feel great. It leaves mine feeling soft and refreshed, the scent is lovely, there is literally no downside. Sometimes I dab a little on my face in the morning after I have washed it and it is still make-up free simply because this product genuinely just makes me this happy. I love it, and it is perfect for the summer, it's light and literally sinks into your skin


5. Sigma Resort palette. £34
           This is the perfect summer palette, for those of all skin tones. It is awesome, it has soft muted shades like Muse which is a matte grey, and bright, vibrant colourful shades that seem to pop up out of the package and scream "use me, use me!" Those shades are Midori, Neela, Papaya and Topaz. The palette also contains Fawn and Luna which are light, bright shimmery golds perfect for a Gatsby-inspired look. As well as the eight eyeshadows, you get a luminescent highlighter and a blush shade in a pretty pink colour called Heavenly. There is a double-ended eye pencil, one side is a bright turquoise and the other is an earthy brown, great for summer when you want to mix up the colours a bit, instead of going for the same old standard black.


6. Barry M Gelly Nail paints. £3 each.

              Nail polish for me has always been a must. I love these nail varnishes, primarily because of the colours. I adore the pastel trend this season, and have frequently been picking up new shades from this collection. My favourites are Lychee which literally looks great on anyone of all ages, skin etc, it is a nude shade; Papaya, which is a coral orange shade that looks great with anything denim; Blueberry is a great shade also, it reminds me a little of periwinkle blue and I love it on my toes, I love looking down and seeing a bright, pretty colour, it sounds silly but it makes me feel better. And last but not least the colour I have on my nails currently it's a lilac shade but it is called Prickly Pear, which I don't think I will ever understand.


7. Double Duty Clear Nail Polish Top and Base Coat. £4
            If, like me, you like your nails pretty and polished to perfection then please invest in some form of base or top coat it makes a huge difference. Before using it, my nails would chip by the end of the day, it was an ongoing annoyance, and although there are definitely downsides to using one of these there are plenty of up. You have to wait longer for your nails to dry at the end, the process of application is at least thrice as long, and it is a bitch to take off. However, my nail varnish lasts about a week now and is usually in fairly good condition towards the end still, which is a rarity. So it is definitely worth buying, it comes in really handy for when you're stressed and busy so don't have time to keep up the nail maintenance.



8. NYX Jumbo Eyeshadow Pencil in Milk £3
            I use this as an eyeshadow base, it helps when I apply bright colours especially to make them pop as in some cases, I find that some bright colours don't show up as well against my skin tone, so this is a way of counterbalancing that. It blends really nicely, you can just blend it on your lid with your finger and if you want to make your eyes look even brighter you can apply a little on the inside corners or even as a base for your brow highlight.


9. Heat Protection Spray £5
            I don't style my hair often but when I do I always protect my hair, I honestly believe that your hair is your crowning glory, so do look after it the best you can. If you're going to use heat then protect your hair, I apply Tresemme's Heat Protection Spray while my hair is still damp then wait for it to dry before straightening, I don't like using hairspray to keep my hair in place I just tend to pray, occasionally I will loosely spray some more at the end so my hair smells nice and not just like it's been abused with an ironing rod.


10. Lip Conditioner/Lip Balm £1-6

           A good one should cost no more than five pounds really. I have already shared with you the Lip Conditioner I purchased from The Body Shop and that is good, I use it a lot, but recently I found my old basic Nivea Lip Balm and it's like finding an old friend. I love that lip balm, it's perfect and it makes your lips feel totally smooth and summer ready. No one like chapped lips, they feel horrible, so just slick on some Vaseline, or Nivea Lip Care whichever is your favourite to give you that extra bit of confidence.





Oh, and my final must-have summer product is sunshine, if it won't come to you, you must go to it! I hope you all enjoy your holidays and if you're not going away I hope you enjoy the sun we do get. Thank you for reading and here is the video. Enjoy, feel free to comment, subscribe or get in touch with me.

Les Miserables The Film - My Take

I know this has absolutely nothing to do with beauty or style, but I am an avid movie-watcher and after what seems like a incredibly long time I finally got around to watching this much hyped film and thought I would sweetly let you know what I thought of it. First off, it was very melodramtic, almost overly so in places but for someone who watches Bollywood movies quite often that is nothing new. It was even welcomed at times.The scenery and cinematography was fantastic as was the acting, a few characters definitely stood out for me especially the little girl who plays Cosette, she was wonderful and utterly adorable. I had heard prior to watching it that Russel Crowe's singing wasn't up to scratch, I completely disagree with this, he definitely exceeded my expectations. My main issue with the movie was the lack of French, I did think they would randomly insert some French words or accents, but the poor French people just sound overtly Cockney. It was all very strange, especially as it is immediately followed by a song about the French Revolution.

I loved Eponine, she was incredible, by far my favourite character, her scenes were heartbreaking and she is so beautiful. Her song, I thought, was one of the best, plus her waist is actually tiny. I don't know who the actress is but I am positive she has a very bright future ahead of her and I look forward to seeing her in many more films or musicals. Marius clearly needs his head testing, there is one scene (I don't want to spoil it for anyone) that just made me feel so sorry for her. On the other hand, I didn't care much for the older Cosette played by Amanda Seyfried. I loved her in Mean Girls but ever since then all her characters have lacked a certain quality that enables me to like them, she is very pretty though I didn't care for her costumes (I assume they were a reflection of her wealth). She has lovely features but I find them scarily childlike, all in all I felt she was very bland and pointless. Sacha Baron Cohen, however, will always have my heart, Ali G never seems to let me down, his performance was the perfect balance of humour and talent.

Which finally brings me to the freckled perfection of Eddie Redmayne. I don't know if it is because he is actually quite beautiful or that I have some weird obsession with freckles but he looks great in this movie, just flawless. He looks like such a nice guy, so for the last half of the film I was essentially just swooning over his freckled face. I had already heard about him because of his involvement in the BBC adaptation of Birdsong, I had the pleasure of reading the novel (hated it) for A Level Literature, and apparently the adaptation was very good mainly due to Eddie. So, doubtless, I will be watching that soon.

I sang a long heartily to every song, I munched my way through a variety of food throughout. I didn't cry, me and the friend I was watching it with both screamed and cursed whenever something happened that we didn't like. It was a great film. Definitely worth watching, for some reason after a recent conversation with a good, yet achingly cool friend of mine, I have realised that I don't tend to take musicals seriously at all. I love them, they're fun (High School Musical and Hairspray anyone?) but they lack a certain gravitas for me. So I wasn't as moved as other people might have been. Gavroche was the best dressed out of the lot of them, that little man had style.