| 2014 | 11 | 08 | Bobbi Brown Powder |

My mum is quite literally the best. We were out in town and as we walked past various counters she was definitely taking in what I was drooling over. Next think I know, she's handing me a bag with Bobbi Brown's 'Skin Weightless Powder Foundation' in it and the 'Full Coverage Face Brush'

The claims
The creamy, cashmere like powder delivers a buffed, polished finish and lasting wear in a convenient compact. Available in 20 true to skin shades. 

Anyone with normal to oily skin types who wants a powder foundation with adjustable coverage. 

It blends evenly and seamlessly onto skin and conceal imperfections, fine lines and pres for a finish that stays fresh and keeps skin shine free through heat and humidity.

The brush gives a flawless, full coverage look. The short, tightly packed bristles of this brush effortlessly cut shine and deliver just the right amount of formula for an ultra polished HD finish. 

The reality
The first time I wore this was at the boat party a few months ago. I was in a panic because we were running behind and I forgot to pack any form of foundation or powder in my handbag for late night touch ups. Trevor assured me that all would be swell - what's the worst that could happen in a sweaty party, filled with people you don't know and are ultimately trying to impress?

I really needn't have bothered worrying, because seriously that stuff held my face better in place than my dress managed to stay. Those safety pins went AWOL during the first two hours and I spent the rest of the night awkwardly avoiding flashing boob. 

In terms of coverage I'd agree with buildable - a few panicked applications didn't leave me looking caked on; it was light and looked natural on my skin. It didn't sit in my pores - it was matte enough to work for a party - shine control was perfect. 

This is currently my 'treat' powder (I can't afford to wear this every day!!) and I love it. What more could you want from a powder foundation - light, creamy and a natural matte look? You don't need a lot and the results are great. 


| 2014 | 08 | 07 | nice day 7 |

We went to the market. It's very hot. We're sitting reading and generally not doing anything.

I think we're a little preoccupied because my cheeky little granny is back in hospital again and it's making me sad.

I've been doing some work on my dissertation, which requires a lot of brain power - but my textbooks are somewhat controversial and get a lot of strange looks in public. I really struggle with focusing on one thing at a time (I'm currently watching vlogs, listening to music in my other ear, stretching my legs and eating lunch) so schoolwork has always been a huge struggle.


Hang on, I just realised I didn't do a weekly wind down for last week.

Just did it.

Fun fact: With my family, quite often they won't answer a question. The best way to draw out their answer is to say 'pardon'. Even though they didn't actually speak, they'll then say it.

Sorry this is written like I'm a five year old. I'm eating pizza.


Just use your imagination.


| 2014 | 08 | 06 | nice day 6 |


I felt ill.

Is that an excuse?


Not really. But this day passed in a bit of a boring blur. Apologies. 

Ants stole a lot of our food though. 

Oh my god. I just read through the notes on my phone - my drunk ones are amazing. I can't actually show them to you because they're either secret or a bitbrude.

this week has been quite an amalgamation of drivel.



| 2014 | 08 | 05 | nice day 5 |

My dad (Jerry) was not happy on our run this morning - but I mean, when is he ever?

We went for an explore. It was great. Found some even bigger hills. Well mountains. 

Caves again
 Seriously, I feel like we're doing the same as last year.
We kind of are.

I put the poor quality of these photographs down to my iphone and the fact I hate enclosed spaces.
Seriously this place is my worst nightmare.

There are no windows. 

That hole is 72m deep. Or something.

French love their glow in the dark water.


And I'm out.

sophiedophie xxx


| 2014 | 08 | 04 | nice day 4 |

Ready, steady, whoah.

Today we were forecast rain - so naturally I went for my run early, finishing just as the first few splatters of rain fell from the sky.

I don't know what it is about storms, but just hearing the thunder miles away got me a little bit excited. The mountains reverberated the sound, each roll of thunder bouncing all around and it sounded huge.

The storm itself brought with it a vast amount of rain and wind, I tried to capture the trees on the other side of the valley falling down - but I'm useless.

And then we couldn't see anything anymore.

The cloud just kind of moved in for a bit. 

It was very perplexing. 

After all this excitement my dad had a nap. 

We climbed quite high

Read about it last year. You know the drill. Fifth time around. 

This view is actually insane. I don't think my photography skills really capture the beauty of this place.

Look at us, looking at the map.

So essentially, I've just bulk uploaded again. Let this do the talking. 

sophie xxx


| 2014 | 08 | 03 | nice day 3 |

This time round

Another run, another trip to the supermarket and yet more french food. My dad was a bit tired from the day before to say the least, so we followed the theme 'lethargy'. 

We decided to re-explore the local area, starting with Antibes.

Whenever driving in France, it's best to set off stressed. Ignore your satnav, behave erratically and do not remain in control of your vehicle. Make sure to shout at your passengers - it really is their fault you're in all the lanes and wave at all the passing frenchmen/women. They'll love it. 

Thankfully the sight of the sea was calming - as was my eclectic mixture of drum n bass and random crap - and our resident chaffeur calmed enough to comment on 'big boats'. 

The scenery around this region is just stunning. I wish I could photograph everything and let all of you see it for yourselves. 

Obligatory sibling photographs in front of the sea. Believe it or not, he managed to take all the photos when I wasn't smiling. 

We then had to undertake the arduous task of finding my dad a 'glass of citron' as he puts it (lemon sorbet). After half an hour of walking turns out he actually wanted a beer. 

As I sit and type, my bum is borderline unbearably burnt. For you see, I forgot that with such a large surface area it was bound to attract most of the sunlight, and thus, more likely to burn - even with factor 50000. 

I'm going to be so chunky with all the baguettes and marshmallows i'm chomping down, but you know what - it's my holiday and I don't care.

I'm also reading a strange but very recommendable book. I'll have to read it again though. Just in case.



| 2014 | 08 | 02 | nice day 2 |

Today was hot. We had set it aside for rest, recovery and recuperation from essentially the whole of summer (for myself and Dad at least, we've really been non-stop).

Starting off with a nice gentle jog around a mountain my poor dad now hates me. He was even sadder when we went to the supermarché to buy provisions where he realised we would be carrying it back. 

I'm attempting to tan, not wear make-up and come home healthier than when I left. Hmm. Sorry in advance that all my photos will feature me half naked with no face paint on. 

The afternoon was reserved for one of three walks. Today, walking down the valley to an incredibly clear stream and back up in the most efficient manner possible. We don't hang about. 

If you've read my posts from last year, this is in fact the one where I fell of the mountain.

obligatory photograph. can't you see how excited I am?
 I had more photographs of my dad, but he looks like he wants to cry. It was still around 30 degrees when we attempted this walk and he was not having fun towards the end. 

All involved were pleased I managed to keep both feet on the path this time round. 

This is what happens when I start talking. No one listens.
 I've eaten around twenty marshmallow smurfs and they're making me a little jittery.