So at Celtic Curves, we were very privileged to be asked to walk in Manchester Fashion Week
on the 21st of May. This was an unbelievable opportunity for us as a group and we jumped at the chance to take part.
Organised by Amanda Moss PR, it was an event not to missed. We had heard great things about Amanda before going to Manchester and we knew it would be a very well run and polished event. Amanda has many, many years experience as a PR guru and is the mastermind behind events such as the Fashion and Beauty Awards (the FAB awards), Manchester and Liverpool Fashion weeks and the Liverpool and Manchester Lifestyle Awards. She is also Editor and creator of Lifestyle Magazine (which we were featured in also!).
So on the 20th of May, myself and the girls nervously boarded a flight to Manchester Airport to
prepare for what was shaping up to be an amazing night! Call time was 1:30 pm.
We arrived for fittings with Perfect 4 U Fashion (arrgghh nerves!) and Sidhu Fashion, two amazing brands based in the UK who cater for all sizes.
The clothes, as you can imagine, were everything a girl dreams of! Cute, figure-hugging and
modern. The lingerie (which I think we were all slightly nervous about modelling for the first time) turned out to be so pretty, feminine and sexy! We had 3 pieces each to model, ranging from baby doll dresses, body suits to sexy suspenders and tights.
While we were in the middle of fittings, standing there in various states of undress/complete nakedness, the host for the evening, the outrageously funny (and honest!) Antonella The Uncensored Reviewer arrived! It turned out that she was there to be fitted for a piece of lingerie that she was going to model on the catwalk too!
(Note* We are all huge fans of Auntie Nelly at Celtic Curves, but meeting her for the first time in only knickers, trying to cover the bit of modesty I had left while I got the best hug, was not how I
thought it would go! But it’s one of those moments I won’t forget!)
2:30 was the start of hair and make-up (our favourite!)
It was a very Mad Max/warrior kind of vibe with the hair and we absolutely loved the concept. Hair was styled by the very talented stylists from Laura Taylor hairdressing .
The make-up was dark smokey eyes and lips in purples, pinks and greens by the make-artists
from Emmaculate Studio Hair and Makeup.
After hair and makeup, we moved on to our choreography class with the fabulous Kay
Monteith. Practice makes perfect and she helped us warm up to be show-ready! The stage was set and it was almost show time.
We got into our first outfits and nervously waited.
The running order was:
6pm call time with Haze, Kita May Designs, Phoenix del Barrio, Kiki Riki and then
we were up modelling for Sidhu Fashions. The clothes were unique and beautiful, and the fit
was unreal! It’s hard to find well-fitting and funky plus size clothing, but Sidhu has it all!
This finished the first half, and there was a short interval, where members of the audience got to ask Antonella some questions and there was an amazing performance from Honey Grace.
Next up was Immanuel clothing (a Dublin-based designer!), then Perfect 4 U lingerie, who we were modelling for, Flency Rose, Pearl Designs Fashions, Apparel 32, Boux Avenue, Gogairy hand painted leathers and closing the show was Tazlima 4 Stitch.
We waited patiently while Immanuel Clothing models rocked the catwalk.... And then it was out turn...
We were all very nervous at the thoughts of modelling lingerie on the catwalk for the first time at
such a huge event, but the ladies who own the boutique were absolutely amazing. They were
even able to size us just by looking at us, and outfit after outfit fitted like a dream. We felt
sexy, beautiful and just like a million dollars! The outfits mostly consisted of body suits and
baby dolls and the range of colours and sizes were vast. Every body is catered for as they go
up to a size 32!
And that was a wrap!!! The nerves calmed down with a cheeky glass (or two) of Prosecco!
Of course, we have the obligatory selfies also!
Photos by Ian Williams and Liam Hartery
Manchester Fashion Week is back in November for their winter showcase - for more, visit https://www.facebook.com/LFWMFW/
So, I'm sure like many of you over the last few days, you've seen the heartbreaking scenes in Coronation Street where Aidan Connor takes his own life.
For so many reasons, those scenes have gotten to me...between losing people I know to suicide, and for the people I've known who've been in that very same scenario - myself included. I've read a lot of mixed reaction over the last few days; from praise of the story line for promoting awareness, to people not understanding how it came about so suddenly - but unfortunately that is the nature of mental Illness. It creeps up on you slowly until it consumes you, and by then your in so deep you can't see a way out, except for a way to end the pain. I wrote this piece about my experience with depression in the hope it'll give someone the courage to get help like I did, and to give hope that things can get better.
Hello darkness my old friend,
The black dog, Mono, No Aware, Dépit, Hi Fun Kou Gai, Lebensmüde or my old favorite, Weltschmerz, which means "a feeling of melancholy and world-sadness"...
So many languages, so many different meanings, but let’s be honest; one meaning -because who isn't fed up of this world ??
It's full of sadness, disappointments, let-downs, cruelty and just pure shite…… or is it?
Let me explain…. As someone who luckily, or unluckily depending on your point of view, suffers from “functioning” depression (whatever the fuck that is??) which, in a nutshell, means ready to throw yourself off a cliff, or, full of sunshine, gets out of bed, dressed and plasters a smile on her face. That's me! And I'm sure 99% of the population have been in the same boat at one point or another.
So where does my story come in? Well from someone who has been all sorts of dysfunctioning, functioning and depressed, let me tell you a story of hope.
My first encounter with the "black dog" was when I was 15 and didn't know what the hell was going on. Cue meds and sub-par counselling... and hey presto! You've a functioning depressant.
I ambled along for a while until the black dog reared its ugly, predictable head again. I did the walking, eating healthy, smiling and listening to music - all the stuff the professionals told me would lift the clouds and hey, I'd be fixed! You guessed it - it didn't work, but I carried on because what else do you do? Plus if nothing else, I'm a trier.
So, like a movie montage, the years rolled on. I went from a loner to the life of the party, to loner to….. Who knows??
At that stage, I had lost my identity because I was trying so hard to not be one thing, that I forgot what I actually wanted to be. Life is great for accommodating us lost souls so
we can adequately amble along but with no real purpose. Then came the inevitable moment when I couldn't ignore my feelings anymore, my past or my future blurring together in a mix of anxiety and hopelessness.
Did i want to give up? Hell yes! Did I? Unfortunately almost….
That’s when the only thing I had left kicked in - hope.
Hope that things could turn around. Hope that I could continue to keep looking for a solution. But most of all, the hope that burned inside that I could make it.
Suicide is permanent solution to a temporary problem;
That sentence is one I wrote in a journal with a semicolon at the end because my story isn't finished.
Finally, I accepted the help I badly needed and wanted. Help does not make you weak; it gives you the hand up you need to be the badass mother fucker you know you are. Because anyone who battles with their mind on a daily basis knows it's a war, but it's a war that can and will be won. I finally found my own joy. It's a work in progress but damn it, it's there every and each day. My goal, and only goal everyday, is to find one thing worth waking up for, no matter how small or big. Its mine and my reason alone to be here, my scars are the tears in the pages of my life but they remind me everyday I'm here. I'm alive and I can over come anything,
The hardest battle to over come is the one within your own soul, but it's the most rewarding,
Stay strong, brave and be unapologetically you, each and every day x
If you or anyone you know is struggling the following numbers will be of help:
www.samaritans.ie Tel: 116 123
Text: 087 2 60 90 90
Aware (Depression & Bi-Polar Disorder)
www.aware.ie Tel: 1800 80 48 48
Pieta House (Suicide & Self-harm)
National Suicide Helpline (Pieta House) 1800 247 247
www.pieta.ie Tel: 01 623 5606
We speak very frank and honest about our mental health when it comes to body image and how we perceive ourselves. I know I have battled with it many, many times.
It struck me one day however....Where are the men who feel the same way? I know women aren't the only ones who feel like this, but they are the ones who seem to have the voice.
While the suicide rates in young men continue to rise and rise, we all need to do our part to show men that they CAN and SHOULD speak about their self-confidence, body issues and hangups (amongst other things).
I have a follower on Instagram. His name is Christopher. I approached him and asked him to tell me his story, and what you are about to read is true, from the heart and something we ALL can relate to.
Hi there, my name is Chris. I was asked to write a piece about myself for the girls at Celtic
Curves, so here goes.
I guess I’ve always been “big”, or what people would characterise as “plus sized”. I also
believe that I have always been depressed since I was about 10 or 11 years old. That doesn’t
mean I blame one for the other, but I’m sure there is some correlation there.
As a child, my depression manifested itself with me eating more than I should and eventually
in self-harming, including cutting and deliberately injuring myself; all of which seemed to go
unnoticed, along with severe self-destructive behaviour, including drink and drug use. That
all spiralled out of control several times on the road to where the next chapter begins, and is
maybe a story for another time.
Fast forward to 2011 when I moved to Ireland. I didn’t have a plan - I was a bit of a mess, but
in good shape considering all that went before and that led to the move. I would say I was
roughly 16/17 stone, which isn’t really heavy for me. I tried living with family in Galway, but
that didn’t work out. So in a town where I knew no one, and had no family I could rely on, I
quickly turned to the pubs to meet people. This is fine, except I was doing it every day and to
my detriment, doing zero activity.
A year later, I had ballooned to likely over 25 stone without seeming to realise, until I saw the photos from my mum’s wedding in 2012. I was a mess, and those who saw me thought I was on the road to a heart attack, or similar, soon.
This didn’t change me at all.
A year later, I turned 30 and this was my turning point. I was sick of being the fat guy, out of breath, always drunk, etc. So I joined Planet Fitness in Galway and started my fitness journey, as it’s now called.
I don’t recall weighing myself at the start. I was ashamed I guess, but I remember after six months or so weighing about 29 stone, which is really big and unhealthy. So I kept plugging away, made a few friends along the way, and slowly but surely I made progress from obese to not-so-much obese, and gradually things changed for me. The depression never goes away through it all; it just takes a back seat and waits to rear its ugly head when you think things are going well.
In 2015 with things going well and fresh off the back of a six week trip around Europe with a good friend, I undertook a fitness instruction and personal training course here in Galway; mainly for my own benefit to help with my own training, but always thinking that maybe if I lost more weight etc. I could maybe fit into that “perfect body” idea that people have of PT’s. Well that didn’t happen, but a good friend of mine with a small gym wanted to travel and suggested I take over while he was away.
Now it was around this time that one of the best and the worst things ever happened in my life.
First I met Michelle, my girlfriend, and then about a month later my brother passed away unexpectedly. I knew I’d be a mess and told Michelle to leave me which she didn’t. Fair play to her; she stuck out all the tears, the drinking, and the temper tantrums related to grief. I didn’t deal with my brothers passing, and just a year later my grandmother passed away, which was another big hit. All through this time, I was running this small gym, training myself to the bone whilst trying to keep my depression at bay. The one big thing I found that got me through, besides the emotional support of my girlfriend, was the gym. Being able to switch off and train and put all my aggression in to training has seen me drop more weight and gain muscle and strength I didn’t think I could.
But I have also come to another conclusion - the gym is just another manifestation of the self-harm, albeit a positive one, that benefits me mostly. I enjoy the pain, the aches and recovery, and eagerly anticipate the next session.
What this means, I don’t know - I’m really not a shrink. What I am is a normal guy with a story; some serious ups and downs who seems to be nearly out the other side, until something else comes along and knocks me down again. But I keep getting up and fighting back and that’s what counts.
To end for now, I want to say its possible to be happy and have depression - it sounds silly, like a juxtaposition, but my life is good. I’m 21 stone, and fit and really strong. I’m as happy as I could hope to be with my body right now. I’m getting married this year to a lovely woman with a lovely daughter. I have a roof over my head, a car, two beautiful dogs and a full time job. Yet I’m on antidepressants again. Why? Because right now I feel I need them, and my doctor does too, and they seem to help me. The point I seem to find in this is - if you need help ask for it. My depression isn’t linked to being overweight, or relationship issues, or having nothing in life - all things that would have been triggers before. It has evolved over time so it’s different for me. I’m just doing my best with what I have, and I think that’s okay.
Thanks for reading. If you got to the end, well done! I feel I rambled and maybe got off topic, but there you go - I never claimed to be a writer!!
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This week at Celtic Curves we bring you 6 products that we have tried and tested, and find fantastic! Let us know if you have tried any of these, and what you think too!
I actually got this stay all day lipstick in my Marks and Spencer advent calendar in December but I am definitely buying the full one when this runs out. It’s a beautiful colour and definitely lasts all day!!
RRP - Approx €17-18
My recommendation this week is Carmex Moisturising Lip Balm. I am obsessed. I am not a great wearer of lipstick; I prefer to dress up my eyes! So I tend to keep my lips somewhat nude with either a slick of gloss of Carmex. I bought it at the tills at Penneys/Primark for €3.25 and it lasts WEEKS! They have a mint one also, which gives your lip a bit of a sting and really makes them luscious.
Bought this for my partner for Christmas and its been her savior every morning!
It was under €50 and looks very neat on your counter. The pods are single use, but extremely affordable. I myself don't drink coffee, but they do a Cadburys hit chocolate pod and oh my its fantastic 😍 Rach xx
Im in love with this hair product from Alfaparf Milano. Its called Semi di Lino Diamond Cristalli Liquidi.🤣Its such a posh name for a hair oil.😁Fit for a diva😉.This product is an illuminating hair serum that gives your hair an immediate gloss and protection .It leaves your hair feeling and smelling divine .I purchased it from Millie's for around €12. Its all about the smell for me!! :)
This PS Strobing Hydrating Primer from Penneys is a fab way to add a dewy glow to your skin. You can use it under foundation, mix it with foundation or you can even use as a highlighter. Its a great cheap dupe of the Mac Strobing Cream. It's a great little buy at only €4!
This PS Rose Powder from Penney's is a fab way to brighten skin on its own or over make up, and is an absolute bargain at €4!
Use all over face for a gorgeous glow that's not pink!
Have you got an amazing find to share?? Send us a message on our Facebook page telling us which product is your favourite, why it is, to be in with a chance to be featured!
So I finally quit smoking! Wasn't a #newyearnewme or anything; I'm not into them. My daughter actually asked me "Mammy, will you please stop smoking dirty smokes", so I had to - I've no choice with Thals, I'd do anything for her. I quit 3 days later, once I had money to buy my vape because I knew myself I wouldn't do it cold turkey. I'm currently on the 6mg Donut flavour because I'm craving sweets, and one 10ml bottle is lasting me almost 2 weeks.
I'm doing amazing considering I'm smoking since I was a teenager and it was/is my FAVOURITE thing to do, I'm still gasping for one. I loved 'tea and a fag" and I'm not going to lie; I'm still loving the smell of them. I even stand beside my sister and friends when they light up, just to sniff them. I'm obviously not obeying any "personal space" rules at the moment!!
The worst thing that has happened from quitting for me was the skin breaking out! OMG! I was in so much pain. I naturally have clear skin, but these spots were almost like boils of never ending toxins coming from inside me. I don't wear makeup either midweek, so I just had to grin and bear it. The only thing that has helped is using the L'OREAL Trio face masks every 3-4 days during the time I've quit, and that has calmed my skin again.
The best thing to happen is the energy. The energy you have from about 3 days in is just amazing 😍 I no longer feel groggy waking up, my alarm goes off and I'm straight up out of bed and in good form too. I don't know if anyone else felt this after quitting - I've never heard anyone say it, but I love it!
My biggest fear quitting though was weight gain. It's natural for anyone who quits smoking to gain weight, which is fine because your metabolism slows down. My problem is I already have hypothyroidism, so excessive weight gain unfortunately is a battle I face constantly regardless of diet, exercise or smoking.
I don't own a weighing scales because I think they're evil and people become obsessed with the numbers! I already eat healthy, so I wouldn't be changing my diet because there wasn't a lot to cut out calorie-wise. So for my comparison, I took a picture of myself in my tank top and leggings and swore I would take one a week later to see if there was a huge difference. I figured I'm a big girl already, so I won't notice a few pounds, unless it's there in my face.
They only change I have made, other then quitting smoking, was walking my dogs every day. Not at a running pace or anything; I'd probably collapse 😂Just a nice "brisk" walk. I map it and I walk between 2km and 4km a night, depending on the route I take and time I walk, it's never anything over an hour in duration.
I actually wasn't going to share this because I don't want anyone thinking I'm claiming massive weight loss secrets. I don't want anyone thinking they need to go out now and loose weight because you don't - you are perfect. I won't be turning into a size 0 anytime soon, I am naturally a curvy girl, and I like that about me. We are a curvy group and our followers support us because we are confident and beautiful at any size and that will never change!
I just want to show that unintentionally, without putting any pressure on myself, physically or mentally, I managed to loose a decent amount of weight by just walking.
So if you are thinking I would like to loose weight but you can't afford the classes or seminars or expensive gyms... Why not just try walking? Set yourself some KM or time goals and see what difference you see in yourself. Myself, I would advise the picture rather then a scales or measurements, but each person will have their own individual style.
Two pieces of small advice...
(1) Don't walk alone - company is nice, even if you don't chat, but as a woman I always feel safer walking in 2's or with my 2 huskies
(2) As with any new diet or exercise regime, if you have any questions speak to your GP prior to beginning.
One last thing, extremely important, have support! My biggest support in quitting smoking and walking is my partner Cher ❤️ She has quit smoking with me/for Thals and walks with me everyday! I'm so lucky to have her, so make sure you find your "Cher" for your journey.
So unless you've been living under a rock, I'm sure you've all heard of the Irish blogger controversy. From mild photoshopping, to an alternative reality, to the down right bizarre (seagulls anyone?), we've seen it all come out over the last week. But the big question is...how accountable can we hold them?
Bloggers and models are judged on a daily basis; from what their wearing, make up, hair, shoes and accessories - nothing is off limits!
We are now part of a generation that expects nothing less that perfection We perpetuate it and demand it. You go online and are greeted with Insta pictures of women and men with perfect bodies, perfect hair, perfect make up, we've become de-sensitised to reality. Where's all the girls at in there mis-matched pjs, last nights make up on and Hun buns?!?
You've seen the pictures of the 'normal' men and woman, and also seen the comments tearing them to shreds over blemished skin, roots on show, cellulite and few extra pounds.
We scream for 'real' but recoil when we actually get it.
Maybe, just maybe, if we supported, loved and accepted one another, there would be no pressure to maintain unrealistic standards. Yes people feel lied to and conned, but we also need to ask what we contributed to this.
A quote for the Truman show comes to mind......
Mike Michaelson: Christof, let me ask you, why do you think that Truman has never come close to discovering the true nature of his world until now?
Christof: We accept the reality of the world with which we're presented. It's as simple as that.
Yes - bloggers and models have a responsibility to be a good influence, and be a positive in people lives, but we, as followers, also have a responsibility to be aware that there's a human person behind the pictures, and start to have more realistic expectations.
Everyone has a lesson to learn from this - be true to yourself ;don't apologise for being you; don't bow to pressure to be something your not; and most of all be kind to one another!
I sat down late last night and finally got to watch “Girls Trip” with my partner. We have hectic lives and even though it was almost midnight and we were all up early, we grasped at those few hours of peace together. While watching the film we laughed! We laughed harder then we have at a film in a long time, but we also saw similarities of ourselves and to our own groups of friends.
This week is mental health awareness week and with all the extra that goes on in our heads and our lives, sometimes we just forget to take time for ourselves with loved ones, friends, family and laugh!
Sometimes we feel like the world is crashing down upon us. Nothing needs to have happened to trigger this. I can be having the best day and then the anxiety hits out of nowhere. I know myself I suffer with it more during times of high stress. When my routine changes, if I’m late or someone is causing me to be late (I’m OCD about time), small fights with family or friends, exams, deadlines, sleepless nights, Christmas when you’re literally pulling money out of you’re a*s to feed consumerism bullsh*t (that’s another rant in itself). I genuinely see myself as insane during these times, and I’m open and okay at the fact that I’m a wound-up spring of stress who lets my mind get the better of me occasionally. That is just me, and the people around me accept it. If not “jog on!”.
I don’t dwell on these days, I brush them aside and continue to move forward day by day, but not everyone is mentally able to do this. That is OKAY!! It’s OKAY to not be OKAY. It’s OKAY to seek out help and speak about your problems, or the fact that your mind is a rollercoaster of crazy because you were 10 mins late to someone’s birthday. Trust me, you aren’t the only one who feels this way.
I am lucky in the fact that I have a family who sees my crazy and accepts it in all its chaotic wonder. My partner is always there to tell me I’m acting insane, and then comforts me until it passes. I have friends that know if we’re late or I’m stressed because of exams, I’ll be off form and bitchy because my brain cannot cope with it. Better yet, I accept them for their “moments of madness” too.
I am not trying to make light of mental health, but I’m showing how it affects me personally on a daily basis and, how I feel personally about it, and how I personally deal with it. Generally, its only my nearest and dearest who know about it, but that is because I don’t feel the need to broadcast it, and I have been lucky enough to be mentally strong enough to get myself out of my own head, or have had help from them closest to me.
I find that the only way I come out of it is by someone highlighting it and saying, “your acting crazy Rach” and then I realise that I can talk to them, be held by them, or give out because they’re never on time,and it drives me cracked and they mentioned it so it’s already out there!
Then I feel better and we laugh about it. We drink tea and we laugh about how crazy those few moments or days or months where. I laugh because when I am feeling good in my head again, I can see for myself that what I thought was the end of the world and what I thought was going to mentally destroy me, wasn’t that huge a problem after all once it was shared. Once it was out in the open and I am helped to see a solution or just allowed to be furious at it, then it isn’t as scary.
All I’d ask of you this week, as my crazy self, is to ask someone for tea and ask them while they’re there “Are you okay?”. If they are - great. and if not, you have given them the opening. You have given them a safe place to air what might be on their mind without fear of judgement.
Tea dates have saved my sanity on more than one occasion, and I am blessed each day to be surrounded by people who accept the fact that myself and themselves are not always 100% but we drink tea, solve the problems of the world and then…. We laugh.
Rach @ CC xx
If you need to talk and you feel you cannot talk to those closest here are some numbers and emails of organisations that can help;
“Lyons Tea has been at the centre of conversation in Irish households for generations. Many a problem has been shared over a cup of our tea.”
This is an open letter to the girl I used to bully...
Did I think I could ever be a bully? No I didn't, but I was. It started off small; little comments or remarks when she would do something ''stupid'', when she couldn't get something right or would say something I thought was silly.
I would tell her to keep her mouth shut; that people would think she was an idiot; to stop embarrassing herself!
The more things she got wrong, the worse I became. The more she annoyed me and messed up, the comments got more vicious. "Why are you always so stupid?", "Why can't you do anything right?", "No wonder no one likes you, your an absolute embarrassment".
I hated who I was becoming, but I couldn't stop. I started picking on her clothes, her make up and her hair. "Why did you wear that, you look horrible". "No amount of make up will fix your awful skin". "You can do what you like with that mess of hair, but it will still look horrible on you".
The more I commented, the more I hated myself. The more I hated myself, the more I took it out on her... "You're getting fat". "Who would ever fancy you when you look like that?". "Look at all that fat on your stomach - it's disgusting". "How can you leave the house knowing people will have to look at you like that?". "Your friends don't even like you, your so fat and ugly".
It kept getting worse......
"Why don't you just get surgery, your never going to be good enough the way you are?"
"Look at those stretch marks, you haven't even had kids yet and your stomach is a mess". "Crying won't help you lose weight, you'll still never be thin or pretty enough!"
I wanted to hurt her, I wanted her to just go away so no one would have to look at her, least of all me... But it's hard to make someone go away when she's staring right back at you through the mirror.
THE GIRL I BULLIED WAS ME.
So to the girl I used to bully; I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for not loving you; for not encouraging you; for not being patient while you found yourself lost and confused in this world. For all the times I told you that you were useless, stupid and couldn't do anything right; I'm sorry.
For all the times I called you fat, ugly and useless; I'm sorry.
You deserved better. You deserved to be nurtured, cared for and most of all...loved.
I'll never bully you again.
After losing 2 stone I wanted to do something to mark the occasion; something exciting and out of my comfort zone. I wracked my brain trying to think of different things to do, then I thought what could be more out of my comfort zone than lingerie - a word that would usually make me shudder. I had seen a few things online about boudoir photoshoots. The pictures of all the women were just stunning and something just told me to go for it.
I called and booked my appointment with Secret Boudoir based in Dublin for just a few days later. I figured the less time I had, the less chance there would be of talking myself out of it.
I did what any woman does when confronted with a scenario that involves photos....I pampered,
primped and preened. I got my tan, hair and nails done all in preparation for my big debut.
The day of the shoot came around in a flash, and I remember feeling so nervous I thought I was going to be sick. I arrived at Secret Boudoir not knowing what to expect. My nerves were quickly settled when I walked in and saw this beautiful room all decorated in pink...it was so girly I just loved it!!! One wall had those old 50's style dressing room mirrors, dressing tables and chairs I felt like I was stepping into backstage at the Oscars. The girls were so friendly and welcoming, and I felt completely at ease. I was offered a glass of champagne or orange juice and was showing to my makeover station. The makeup artist gave me loads of makeup looks and hairstyles to choose from. As I flicked through the pages I thought to myself I hope I look even half as good as these woman.
After my makeup and hair was all done I was brought up stairs to pick out my outfits. They had a huge
range of styles and sizes. I was spoiled for choice something I wasn’t used too. Myself and the
photographer spoke about the look I wanted and the parts of my body I was conscious about. She
reassured me by the end of the shoot I would be bursting with confidence. I chose 5 outfits ranging from
fancy dress to lingerie.
The shoot all in all took about 3 hours. She showed me countless ways of posing to highlight the parts of
my body that I loved but also hid the parts that I didn’t. At the start I was a little bit apprehensive but by
the end of it I was walking around with boobs and butt out and had never felt sexier. The support and
encouragement throughout the shoot was fantastic and walked out with a smile from ear to ear.
I could not wait to see the pics, and after a few days I was sent my personal online gallery. The pictures
were so sexy yet so tasteful. I couldn’t believe that it was me. I chose my favourites, which took me hours
I loved them all. I will have those pictures for a life time, and whenever I'm feeling low I look at them and
build myself back up.
Boudoir shoots aren’t just for a certain body type they are for every woman. No matter what age, size,
look or walk of life. Every woman deserves to feel sexy so what are you waiting for? Book yours now and
Who are you raising? Who is watching how you behave and act towards others? Who is listening to how you speak, and what verbal slurs are said on those late night girl chats?
The answer for most people....The next generation and previous generations before. Whether you are a Mam, Auntie, cousin, sister, visiting a home with a child present, or out for lunch with your ladies....there is generally a child within earshot of your conversation. While we all accept that everyone is entitled to their opinions and to have adult conversation, lets just have a little think about it.
I have a 5-year-old who is as “diva” as they come. Fabulously diva, love everything about her sass and genuinely without being biased, she is very well behaved (for the most part). She is full to the brim with confidence, and with confidence comes the attitude and the feeling that she knows it all. We know she does not. She is quick with her back chat and even quicker with a temper tantrum! So as her Mam, I act daily to keep her in line. No this doesn’t mean I beat her or have her scared to speak or be herself, but it does mean she realises there is a limit… an imaginary line that she shouldn’t cross.
Why do I do this? Because I am her Mam, not her mate. I say this to her frequently too. Of course, I want her to feel like she can approach me in difficult times (in fairness this is how my Mam was and we have always had an extremely open and amazing relationship), but she has enough friends - strong parental figures are different. You see even without you noticing, your child or the children around you will pick up your mannerisms, your sayings… harmless as they may seem. What is said by adults in conversation generally shouldn’t be said by a child, and as much as you and I know I wouldn’t say abusive comments to a person because it is wrong, children don’t…
It is the age old saying of “monkey see, monkey do”.
So why do we now have a surge in videos showing bullying, WhatsApp groups set up where it is seen by people as normal to verbally abuse others and badger suicide, comments on photos pointing out the flaws in a person. Some people will blame social media. “It’s all social medias fault… gave them the tools to do it… gives them the freedom to express themselves”… Well hold on to your knickers because I call BULLSH*T!!
Yes social media is there, yes it’s a wider platform to “express opinions”, but who taught these people it was ever okay to speak to another person like that, or to physically harm another person and record it for pleasure… better yet… who allowed their child to think that is was okay?!
These people, both adolescents and adults, didn’t just wake up one morning with the urge to become an Internet Troll… pet peeve of mine if I’m honest! Keyboard gangsters hiding behind a computer screen, projecting negativity that they call “an opinion” on the world, using social media without any thought of how it may influence the children reading it or the people involved in the article/post/picture they are commenting on. They slowly progressed to this.
No I don’t have a teenager, so for all the “you haven’t been there” comments coming next, I have. I was once a teenager, I’m not that old! I had social media access and peer pressure. Guess what? I still knew right from wrong. I was in no way a saint, but I never trolled to hurt someone intentionally. Do you know why?... Because my family raised me not to. They raised me with that same imaginary line so when I was old enough to “express myself” I knew that trolling or abuse was not the way to go.
Putting someone else down wont build you up. Damaging someone else’s self-esteem wont boost yours. Calling someone fat won’t make you thin...and worst of all badgering someone about committing suicide rather than holding out a hand to help is the lowest scum of the earth and that is exactly what your parents should have told you!
My point overall of this is basically a mini rant; a snippet into my thoughts after yet another week of dipping into comments to read people's responses on the most random of posts. I am disgusted by trolls and fearful of them in relation to when my daughter grows up.
Families across the world have forgotten their roles because they’re too busy trying to be “cool mates” to their children, rather than their parental figures. I see it daily, and I will never understand it. Their phones are too close to their own faces to see what their child is doing in front of them on theirs. Suddenly a verbal slur, as negative as can be, is seen as okay because it is an “opinion”.
Child depression and suicide death rates are at an all-time high. This image is from 2015, http://www.nsrf.ie/statistics/suicide/ and in my opinion it’s a sad day for humanity when 10-14 year olds not only think suicide is their only option, but may have been driven to it.
The youth of today have more confidence in a hand-held device then speaking to each other, or a parental figure face to face and we ask why?…
We can blame social media but who is really to blame?
Rach @ CC xx
An opinionated woman and Mam…
Hi ladies! This week I tried the Blank Canvas Extreme Contour Brush. I absolutely loved everything about it! The angle of the bristles are perfect for blending and contouring the cheek bone. Anyone can contour with this brush - it's flawless, and for only €14.99 from most pharmacies it's worth every penny!
So this week, I am following on from last week's recommendation of the Catrice Primer and I'm recommending Catrice's All Matt Plus Shine Control Makeup. I cannot recommend this foundation enough. It is my day to day "work" makeup, and there isn't anything I don't like about it. It is affordable (€6.99), goes on flawlessly, works best with the Primer, and really does even out shine and fine lines. Cannot live without this product! Emma xx
Well anyone who knows me, knows my obsession with glitter! Yes I am obsessed with anything that sparkles. So, I couldn't resist Kiko's Glittery False Lashes Concentrate Top Coat Mascara. It has to be the best glitter mascara I have ever tried. It really provides a great coverage of sparkle and stays on.
I bought this a week ago and have worn it everyday over different coloured mascaras and it shows up great. It can also be worn by itself as it's a false lashes style mascara; if you just want to have a sparkle to your 'natural' look.
So if your like me and love to shine then this is a great product for you!
Rose water is perfect to use as a skin toner, especially if you have sensitive skin. I picked this one up from my local pharmacy for only €3.49. I use it after my cleanser to remove residue using damp cotton wool.
This one from Ultrapure Laboratories has the added benefit of glycerine ,not forgetting the delicate scent of rose. Its also great for using on hair. Fifi xx
My beauty buy of the week has to be the "Sumptuous Extreme" mascara shade "01 Extreme Black" from Estee Lauder. Retails @ €31.
It may seem an excessive buy for mascara, but some days the only makeup I wear is mascara.
This mascara is lash multiplying; making the most of your own lashes to give a fuller, bigger look. It's mousse based rather then liquid, so it gives the false lash effect without the extensions. Your eyes immediately look brighter and wider. It enhances what you naturally already have!
My lips are my favourite part of me, so this beautiful lipstick from Penneys "PS" range at €1.30 is a real steal. It glides on and has a lovely kind of bubblegum scent to it. I got the colour Vogue, which is a nude-like taupe colour - perfect for day looks. It makes your lips look full and soft with a little hint of shine. Unfortunately, it wont last all day like maybe some more expensive brands, but it is amazing for the price. It is also fabulous dupe of MAC's Velvet Teddy. Just in love..
So recently I posted this photo of myself and I didn't realise the storm it would cause - and not for good reasons! I was asked why I would post a picture like that of myself? Well here's a few reasons why!.....
I spent most of my teens into my early twenties battling EVERY SINGLE DAY TO BE THIN; sometimes resorting to extreme lengths to acquire what I thought was the perfect body....and for who?!?
It certainly wasn't benefiting me when I starved myself for days on end. My hair became thin and brittle (like my body). I would sit crying some days, unable to leave the house because I couldn't bare anyone seeing how 'ugly' and 'fat' I was (at the time I was 6 stone lighter).
I used to imagine cutting the fat off my body when starving it away wasn't quick enough, looking up cosmetic surgeries in the hope of chasing perfection.
So who was it all for?!? For everyone else except me; for all those who called me fat and told me I'd had enough to eat; those who told me I'd be so pretty if I was thinner; those whose own unrealistic body perceptions were being projected onto my body!
So why would I put up a picture like that? FOR ME AND NO ONE ELSE! It's my body and I make the rules now, for what makes me happy and is good for my body and mind. I do it for all the girls who message me and Celtic Curves everyday saying we are changing how they view their bodies and are able to start the process of loving themselves.
So the next time someone makes ANY comment on your body or questions why you do something tell them #mybodymyrules
Be unapologetically you , there is nothing more beautiful!
Love and curves
I write this as an extremely proud Mam of one amazing, 5-year-old, daughter. Alongside that, I am an independent, stressed-out, full time UNI student in my final year (currently working rotation shifts for no pay). I have a partner, family, friends, 4 dogs and a social life on occasion. Oh, and I am also fostering a 4 week old kitten. On top of all that, I have Celtic Curves, blogs and shoots. Needless to say, I am flat out busy!
So here’s some sarcastically humoured Mammy Truths. See, if you don’t have blind sarcasm, wit and a will to live, no matter how much you love them, you won’t survive! I mean YOU, the woman you were before… If you’re easily troubled or have zero sense of humour, turn away now… there’s no going back!
It’s not a miracle experience! It’s not beautiful! Its blind, agonising pain from the minute you find out your pregnant with stuff stretching, swelling and itching. Its blood, bodily fluids and poo (yep poo, yours...theirs....everywhere!) in those 9 months, and during the hours of labour, not once did I say “Awh jaysis, now isn’t this the most fabulous scenario I ever pictured myself in"... No, not once because at the time, when you’re in the moment, its bleeding not, it’s just horrific!!
The night feeds… holy sweet divine… If you ever want to mentally torment someone… make them do night feeds! You’re only in the bed and your back up. Your down in the kitchen boiling kettles, your pouring coffee into bottles instead of cups, you’re back up the stairs, forgetting the bottle and you’d rather fling yourself out a window then walk back down 13 steps! Your bed becomes the floor beside their cot because the walk is too far. Or worse… you co-sleep, the biggest mortal sin of all time! Just accept you’ll never sleep again, and be tired forever, and it becomes mildly more manageable!
Nappies and formula… Awh, the fear of having a poo… nappies and formula… can’t close my legs or sit down… nappies and formula… sweating everywhere, greasy hair that’s falling out…nappies and formula…oh look my boob is leaking… nappies and formula… belly is saggy and stretchmarks are itching… nappies and formula…
Right let’s do this!! It's gonna be a good day. I actually washed myself! Let’s get me and this child out of the house! So, we’ll need 7 outfits because she’ll poo and puke on them all, 50 million nappies, 67 bottles, 4 bags ,a pram with 4 different attachments because the car seat needs its own handles, the bottom detaches, the pram clicks into a base… oh and none of it fits into an average sized car, so you have to load part of the pram in the boot and part on the front seat, because the 700 other items are on the backseat. Now I’m sweating, and the child is waking, because it took so long to get ready and now she’s due another feed… and I'm crying because I'm exhausted…f*ck this sh*t...back into my PJs and we’ll stay in!
Visitors coming today… YES adult conversation with people who live outside, in the real world!! The house looks like a nuclear missile of sh*te just went off, so let’s rant at our partner for 6 hours about how they do nothing and that it’s all their fault - not just the house, OH NO - everything, the fact that the sky is blue! Why?! Because for the 1st year or so they become your enemy! They will literally bug you for breathing, why do they even need oxygen?! Then by the time the visitors come, your both just scowling and wishing everyone would leave!
,Every mother before you… especially your Mam or worse your partner's Mam (the aul bag) is now the bible of total bullsh*t that they “swear worked for us”, and they insist on either telling you or showing you how it should be done...because obviously, we’re doing it all wrong. HOW has the child even survived this long?! Eh, back the f*ck off and have a seat, your child ate dirt till they were 5… trust me I’ll manage!
iYour first night out! Woop! I have a sitter, the baby is gone and I'm going out with the girls! Skinny b*tches with no flabby bits, because their uterus is where it’s supposed to be inside them! Freedom… bye bye baby!!
And then the tears start because you’re a terrible mother for leaving them.
Then the fears... I have to wash myself and style my hair… I have to do makeup…OMG my bush hasn’t been waxed since pre-baby, and for the love of god don’t put a mirror down there! It’ll never look the same again and that causes more tears! I’ll have to stay awake and have a conversation about how wonderful their lives are in the real world… I’ll have to have a hangover! Maybe I’ll just stay In and sleep, all night!
My body - what is this new body?? I hate it and I want the old one back! For some magical creatures, their body just snaps back like an elastic band. For others, it never goes back… the baby pouch is there, the stretchmarks, the varicose veins, the flabby boobs and thighs, cankels… the f*cking cankels!
Accept them and stop hating them… they’re you… you just grew a whole human being!! Cut yourself some slack!
This is only some of the thoughts and experiences you might have. It’s not all doom and gloom. It’s wonderful too. Your hormones will turn you into a blubbering mess and you’ll be so consumed with a love you’ve never felt before. You will have a new reason to live! The point of this little snippet into my thoughts is simply that all the craziness is normal! Any of the above doesn’t mean I love my daughter any less. It just means my life 360 flipped and I had to learn how to live a different way.
I’ve only taken on (self-titled because of how they affected me not her) “the terrible 2's, the traumatic 3's, the furious 4's and the FML 5's”!
There’s a lot more to come, and I honestly can’t wait for them because I get to do it with my daughter and then add humour to keep my sanity!
No one is perfect so stop trying to be… no one can do it all, you won’t have enough hours in the day… no woman is the ideal mother… embrace the crazy as well as the good, and accept that you are no longer the woman you were… you are now Mammy!
Rach @ CC xx
We’re all just winging it!
Starting today and each Friday, we will be bringing you are top beauty picks of the week! All tried and tested by us!
I picked up this Havanna eyeshadow set from Penneys for a bargain. It was reduced from €6 to €3.
I just couldn't leave it there! I'm a huge fan of the "beauty on a budget" concept, and these shadows prove that you don't need to spend a fortune for a great product.
The colours are just beautiful - especially for a summer look, and they are really pigmented and easy to blend and work with. Lets face it - the packaging is so cute too! I'm a huge fan of Inglot shadows, but these are just fantastic for the price. You get 10 shades including 5 mattes and 5 lovely shimmery tones. The looks you can create with this fab little pallet are endless. Grab it while you can its a must have for any makeup kit. 😊
I stumbled across this little gem when I was shopping for Catrice All Matt Plus foundation. Catrice is fast growing as a major beauty budget buy and it does exactly what it's supposed to. The Prime and Fine Beautifying Primer is a gorgeous smelling, pink liquid of amazingness! It instantly gives your face a coverage that blends out any blemishes and leaves it dewy looking, without shine. I wear Catrice foundation at work and I find the primer works best with this foundation. But it literally brightens my skin instantly and feels gorgeous on. It lasts a long time too (I've had mine just over 2 months, but note the recommended shelf life of it is 12) Found in Penneys and most pharmacies.
Go get it! You won't be sorry!
Emma @ Celtic Curves ❤️
So ladies its summer time which means we all want that beautiful tanned goddess look! Barry M hasannounced the launch of its new In The Glow Tahitian Body Oil. This oil is infused with coconut oil, Tahitian gardenia and manoi oil. Designed for use on arms,legs and décolletage. Its gives your skin a beautiful bronzed glow without an hint of tango! Its perfect even without any base tan to give a subtle glow and make your skin look divine! Its in boots, superdrug and most large pharmacies for €9.99 I'm in love ♡ Nicole xx
This week my go-to product is NYX “SK01 Shine Killer”.
It is an absolute MUST for this weather. You can wear it alone or over makeup. It doesn’t provide any SPF though, so make sure your face cream/moisturiser or sun lotion is on before it. I use it 1st, so I put it on before any of my other makeup. I don’t use a brush to apply it, just clean hands/fingertips as its very watery in the heat. Also, a little goes a long way, 2 pea sized amounts provides coverage for my whole face.
It makes your face appear to have a “matte” look to it. So, it stops that nasty glare you get on your face around your forehead and nose. If like me, you get sweaty upper lip (what even is that?! Haha) then it also helps to stop the makeup wearing off! Very handy if you’re heading on a night out that involves lots of dancing and drunken antics
Rach @ CC xx
I dont wear foundation during the day, but I like to protect my skin from sun damage and even out my skin tone. This all in one skin perfector is the perfect combination for day time wear and gives a radiant luminous complexion. It also has a built in SPF15 UV protection, evens out skin tone, smoothes fine lines, hides redness, dark circles and blurs imperfections, to give you a lustrous complexion without the heaviness of a foundation. Its also nice and light for under the eye, and can be used on its own or as a base for foundation.🌸 Fifi xx
One of my favourite beauty items is lipstick. If I am feeling particularly lazy make up wise, slapping on some bright lipstick can change your look with minimal effort. I love to experiment with colours.
At the moment I am particularly in love with vice lipstick by Urban Decay. There are so many beautiful colours and they stay so well!
At a beach photoshoot I spent several hours in the rain and sea. By the end my make up was smudged or non existent except my lipstick which was pristine. It hadn't budged at all! Definitely a must have in any make up lovers bag
I hate to admit that besides removing my makeup with micellar water and throwing on a bit of moisturiser before I go to bed, my skincare routine is pretty non-existent. I knew I had to start looking after my skin because I noticed recently my skin was looking very dull, tired and I was getting breakouts - something I haven’t experienced since I was a teenager.
You can see everyone is going mad for the black face masks lately. However, I have seen far too many disaster videos on Facebook that have made me steer clear.
From looking at different face mask, products and treatment reviews online, it’s pretty clear you could spend hundreds of euro on different skincare products and with so many brands out there it’s very easy to get confused.
I went in to my local Sam McCauley’s Chemist to have a browse, and there was a special offer on the new L’Oréal clay masks. I had heard good things about them so I decided to pick up the Pure Clay Detox Mask with charcoal, which is used to detoxify and clarify without drying the skin out.
I also picked up the Garnier Moisture Bomb Tissue Mask to rehydrate and revitalise my skin after using the detoxifying mask.
I used an old flat foundation brush to apply the mask in a thin layer, obviously avoiding my eyes and lips. It had a light perfume scent and was very easy to spread across my face. It says that you should leave it on for 5-10 minutes, I left it on the full 10 because my skin was quite bad.
I could see the mask working while I was waiting for it to dry and I could see where the toxins were been drawn out of my pores. My skin felt tight but it wasn’t uncomfortable.
I took the mask of with a wet face cloth, and honestly my skin just felt amazing so soft and fresh like I had a whole new face. There was a tiny bit of redness, as to be expected, but it was gone after 2 or 3 minutes.
I then applied the Moisture Bomb Tissue Mask, which was a little cool and felt really good against my skin. I left the mask on for 15 minutes as directed. When I took it off, I rubbed the excess serum into my skin. I couldn’t believe that after just one use the difference in my skin. It felt soft and was just glowing.
My skin not only looked great but my makeup applied and lasted so much better after using these products.
I will definitely continue to use these products at least twice a week from now on.
The Clay Mask is a bargain for under ten euro for up to 10 applications. The Tissue Mask was only two euro and they can bought be bought in most pharmacies.
These are fab and only need to be used a few times a week - perfect for busy ladies who don’t have time to do a long skin care routine every night. My skin looked good enough that I was even happy to go out with just my brows drawn in and some lip gloss something I NEVER EVER do. Your skin will look after you as you get older as long as you look after it.
These two products do their job and don’t break the bank…Big thumbs up from me!
Charlotte @ Celtic Curves.
I just wanted to have a little talk about individuality.
Within life, and especially in this industry, people are sometimes expected to fit into a mould and a certain category. People who meet me often think that I am very confident, but I always have this fear when I meet new people about how much I need to ‘dumb down’ my personality. You see I'm a little quirky. I've always been a bit of a contradiction. I used to be a ‘goth’ who loved cheesy pop music and glitter. I'm a professional business woman who is often being silly. I often take on the mothering role, but I am the most childlike. I'm the most insecure confident girl. And I'm a needy independent woman. And yet all of them are me (I blame the fact that I'm a Gemini!).
Fiona is our big sister of the group. Always fussing around us and being so kind.
Emma is our intellect who comes out with the funniest things and has a crazy laugh.
Nicole is our mischievous little pixie, who is so much fun.
Charlotte is our rocker princess. So glamorous.
And last but certainly not least is Rachel who is just ‘too cool for school’ and is ‘uber funky’. Yes... I am using old school weird phrases but she warrants it!
And me...well I'll be the one ruining a picture by doing something silly. Yet, I can be the uber organised bossy one when I need to!!
Individuality is important. Trying to be someone you're not is stifling (trust me I know). It can pull you down. Please never be anything other than yourself, as it's OK to be different. Life would be so boring if everyone was the same!
That is what is so amazing about being with Celtic Curves. We are all completely different characters who love and respect each other's ‘quirks’. This is what makes us special. There is no one like us. As we are ourselves.
Just like there should be know one like you. I'm not saying that everyone should be crazy as that is not everyone's personalities. Just be yourself because we love you just the way you are. So go forth my pretties and, to quote a song from Shrek the musical - "Let your freak flag fly’.
How many of us can say that we are happy with our bodies? I bet it's few and far between. What would it take for you to be happy with your body? Thinner waist? Shorter legs? Smaller feet? Skinnier thighs?
Some of these thoughts can occupy a persons every waking moment. From the moment they wake up, they look in the mirror and while they're okay with what they see, they're not happy.
The media can play on this. Photoshop can be your best friend, or your worst enemy. As a plus size model, I've had photos edited to smooth out skin tone, get rid of unsightly lumps and bumps & generally make me look "marketable"; and while I'm happy (no, over the moon!) with the finished product of a photoshopped photo, it's not me. But it's given me a glimpse of the type of body I could have.
I am a very proud mammy of 2. I've grown two babies, and have the stretchmarks to prove it. Like a lot of mothers, they're my stripes that I've earned. Pregnancy is hard - very hard. But NO ONE prepared me for the feeling I had when I saw my body changing.
I was never "skinny". I am 5'10" and I was always a size 14/16. And I loved it. But even back as a teenager, I was fat shamed. Fat shamed on the street, school, by so called friends.....And I know all these years later, it still happens. But I was made of stern stuff and I didn't pay any attention; probably a thing a lot of teenagers can't do. But when I became pregnant, that all changed.
Yes, the object of pregnancy is growing another human inside you. And to do that, your body has to adjust. I wasn't mentally prepared for this. I was 20 years of age and while I knew of the science behind pregnancy, I didn't know about the physical. I gave into every craving I had.... to the detriment of my waist line. I suddenly went from a confident-in-myself size 14 to a very pregnant size 22. I had a Caesarean section which resulted in my stomach developing an "overhang" or "pregnancy pouch". While I slimmed back down to an 18, I was still horribly uncomfortable with myself....and of course turned to food to comfort myself. Next thing I was back at a size 22 (well, 23 if they did that size....not 22 but not quite 24). I. Hated. Myself. The more I hated myself, the more I ate.
Shopping was a nightmare. This was 14 years ago and there literally was next to no shops that stocked past a 16. So I lived in tracksuit bottoms. Lovely & comfy, but not what I wanted. I craved wearing nice heels, a dress, even trousers that didn't show off my massive protruding belly. And because I was so heavy, I couldn't wear heels cos the weight was bearing down on my ankles. Coping with this was a vicious cycle.....Can't wear what I want....eat...hate how I look....eat.... It went on and on.
Then one day, something.....snapped.
I couldn't carry on like this. I couldn't play with my daughter, couldn't fit properly in plane seats, couldn't fit into my biggest clothes.
So I stopped. It was something my Dad said to me actually. He said "You can change a situation by the way you react to it". Wise words that have stuck with me ever since.
My relationship changed with food, and I quickly lost 4 stone. Suddenly the fat shaming I used to get was replaced by compliments on how amazing I looked and wanting to know how I did it. And I loved every single second of it. Don't get me wrong, my overhang was still there (and it will always be there), but it wasn't as noticeable.
And then I fell pregnant again.
ALL of my old fears came rushing back. I knew what was happening with my body this time around and was much more prepared for the emotions and changes. I still put on weight, but I didn't lose the run of myself. I had a second Caesarean section, and they cut into my same scar, so the overhang became a bit more noticeable again. But that overhang coming back made me sink into old habits. I hated it.
I've spent every day of my 20's with major body issues. I am that girl who spent every day thinking about how much she hated her body, picking every flaw out and obsessing about it. And that's no lie. To be honest, I still do. I am a lot more confident in myself, mainly thanks to my beautiful besties in Celtic Curves, and my amazing husband, and their unwavering support. They take me as I am and they don't judge, don't question, and love me for who I am.
I'm plus size. Plus size and proud. I'll never be skinny, as I said, and I have some tweaks that I personally want to achieve for myself to be the most fabulous I can be.
I'll always have that self doubt in me, it won't ever leave me. But I am proud to be a spokeswoman for any woman out there who hated their bodies during pregnancy, or any person whose hated their bodies at all. Plus size ladies (and men!) are the norm now (who'da thunk it!), but society just can't seem to get their head around the fact that bodies come in different shapes, sizes and colours. And I am proud to be in a position to be someone's voice in this emotive subject.
Be your authentic self. Why would you want to be anyone else, everyone else is already taken.
Be kind to yourself; you got this.
Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who’s the fairest of them all?”
Well I hope today you started by saying “I am!” If not, here’s a few fun facts and information for your beautiful self before your too hard on that face staring back at you.
Do you know that it is scientifically proven that women are less pleased then men by their reflection? That what we see in our reflection is greatly distorted from what others see of us?! This reflection of what we think is our true self apparently isn’t us at all! So, beauty truly is in the eye of the beholder. Our face, body etc. can be more loved by a bystander then ourselves - how is that right?!
What you see in your mirror reflection can be greater or less distorted from your true reflection by anything from mood, age, sex, weight, past emotional experiences and even just what you ate for lunch. That’s a hell of a lot of variables to consider when you wake up with a puffy face, drool down your chin and your hair like a nest!
Do you ever open your camera accidently and your met with an image like this?
And you just think “FML Sideways!” All chins and nostrils! Honey relax, no one - and I mean no one - looks good at this angle!
That being considered, everyone has their “good side”. This is the part that we conceive to be the best angle to view our reflection from, but it’s us viewing it and scrutinising it; and remember, what we ate for breakfast might make us hate it!
Next to that you deal with everyone’s nightmare - the ideal selfie! You know the score, its Saturday night… you’re with your mates… 600 selfies in and FINALLY one we all mildly approve on. The head tilt is right, the forehead isn’t glossy, my nose hasn’t got the weird snot shadow AND go team, cleavage game is strong!
See what once was called vanity has now become the entire opposite. You see we have become a society that now instead of being vain and overly loving ourselves (like was once thought), we now are entirely insecure and tear ourselves apart.
We take 600 selfies… we glance at every mirror or reflective surface that we pass… we spend 3 hours doing our hair and makeup and people would say we’re narcissists, but I think it’s more because we are totally insecure to the mind-f*ck that is perfection. So, we spend every day, every mirror glance and every picture searching for it.
It does not exist! You are the ideal mirror image of you and true beauty is only skin deep! You can be society's ideal beauty but I’ll tell you something for nothing; your personality and attitude can be rotten to the core. I’d rather be loved for my banter then how I look in a picture.
What you need to take from this is that you, as you are, standing there in front of the mirror, hating on yourself are beautiful. That picture of you that just got tagged on Facebook, okay it’s not your finest but it’s simply one moment frozen in time. The mirror you just walked past is only one glimpse, one angle of a face and body that is beautiful, even if you can’t see it right this second!
A reflection or an image cannot provide you with self-worth. Your number of likes on a social media image doesn’t directly relate to the amount of love or true friendship in your life. Your image cannot show your warmth, compassion, personality or aura.
My favourite quote has to be, mirrors “are a temporary receptacle for some tiny fraction of our soul”. There’s a huge amount of truth to it. If people could all see our soul instead of our skin, would you be beautiful?
What is more important… the likes and the good picture, or being a good person who is true to themselves while still being happy in their own skin without justification from anyone else?
Rach @ CC xx
Body positive week was the 8th to the 14th of May this year….but it doesn’t stop there!
Body positivity is here to stay……it’s for life!
Unfortunately, body positivity is a relatively new concept to me because for as long I could remember I hated my body. I was so cruel to myself and said things to the mirror you wouldn’t say to your worst enemy. Thankfully in the last year I have finally put all that behind me, my confidence has grown and I am so much happier.
Events such as body positive week are so important as they provide support, education and a platform to reach out to people who are hurting.
According to everyone’s best friend Google;
“The Body Positive Movement is a movement that encourages people to adopt more forgiving and affirming attitudes towards their bodies, with the goal of improving overall health and well-being”
Now, this is the technical definition of body positivity but what does it really mean??
The very fact that body positivity is now been described as a movement is a triumph itself.
This means its gaining momentum. We are bombarded everyday with images, articles, and adverts that tell us there is something wrong with us if we don’t look a certain way. The only problem is there are so many “certain ways”, that having them all is physically impossible. We are all guilty of, at some stage, chasing that idea of “perfection” - this again is physically impossible as what’s perfect is completely subjective and unique to every individual.
Body positivity does not discriminate!
Body positivity is about every man and woman being able to appreciate and admire the skin they are in without feelings of guilt or shame. It is also about changing peoples attitudes and creating a culture of acceptance where no one will judge another for their size or shape.
This doesn’t mean we should all start prancing around in the nip telling everyone how much we love our bodies, but it does mean that you should be kinder to yourself and to others.
When you learn to accept and love what you do have instead of been consumed by what
you think you should have the world becomes a brighter, happier place, going to the beach wont fill you with dread, showing your partner your new lingerie wont fill you with fear.
A few simple ways to be more body positive;
If you get nothing else from this please remember these 2 things;
Lots of love,
Ok you gorgeous ladies, Its that time of year again! Cocktail and maxi dress season is upon us, so I wanted to bring you some of my favourite looks from the fabulous Dolly & Bella range teamed with some tasty cocktails recipes to get you summer ready!
Blue Maxi Goddess Dress
Feel like a summer goddess in this elegant and stylish maxi dress. Pair it with heels to elevate the look, and a blue lagoon cocktail to make you feel every inch a goddess!
Ingredients: 1 part Blue Curacao, 1 part Vodka, 4 parts Lemon juice.
Preparation: Pour vodka and blue curacao in a shaker with ice, shake well & strain into ice filled highball glass, top with lemonade, garnish and serve.
Served: On the rocks; poured over ice
Standard garnish: Orange slice or lemon slice
White Vintage Style Crochet Dress
Look every inch the bombshell in this Vintage Inspired White Crochet Dress, and finish the look off with a Golden Cadillac, and release your inner 60's siren!
Ingredients: 2/3 oz (1 part) Cream, 2/3 oz (1 part) Crème de cacao (white), 2/3 oz (1 part) Galliano
Preparation: Shake together over ice. Strain into cocktail glass and serve chilled.
Served: Straight up; without ice
Drinkware: Cocktail glass
Tropical Green Print Dress
This Tropical Print Maxi Dress with thigh split and long sleeve with button cuff detail is to die for. If you like pina coladas and getting caught in the rain......this ones for you!
Ingredients: 3 oz (3 parts) Pineapple juice, 1 oz (one part) White rum, 1 oz (one part) Coconut cream
Preparation: Mix with crushed ice until smooth. Pour into chilled glass, garnish and serve.
Served: Blended with ice (frozen style)
Standard garnish: Maraschino cherry, Pineapple slice
Drinkware: Poco Grande glass
Daisy Embroidered Dress
Available in plus size also!
Simple, daisy print dress silhouette that will flatter the figure. Available up to size 20 (Yay!!)
Ingredients: 2 ounces light (white) or amber rum, 1 ounce freshly squeezed lemon juice,
½ ounce grenadine, ¼ ounce simple syrup, ½ ounce fizzy water (or to taste; you can use club soda, seltzer water, or any kind of sparkling water) lemon twist for garnish (optional)
Add the rum, lemon juice, grenadine, and simple syrup to a cocktail shaker half-filled with ice. Shake enthusiastically until well chilled (20 or 30 seconds).
Strain into a cocktail glass. (Or into a rocks or tall glass filled with crushed ice, if you prefer.) Carefully pour in the fizzy water (to give the drink some “sparkle” and character). Stir once.
Standard garnish: Garnish with a lemon twist, if using, and serve.
Drinkware: martini glass
So ladies go forth, be fabulous and enjoy the sunshine (if we ever get any!)
hugs and curves
Nic @ Celtic Curves
Can you remember....Putting on your Mam's reddest lippy, finding your most fabulous dress-up princess dress....don’t forget the plastic tiara, oversized jewellery and plastic play time half inch heels!! You were totally over the top… Then you would strut up the street like the fabulous little girl you were!... Feeling invincible and beautiful…
What I wouldn’t give to be that fearless 5-year- old again! The little girl with the world at her feet and nothing holding her back because she hadn’t yet been subjected to the mental torment our society continues to dish out daily… that there somehow is an ideal woman… an ideal body… an ideal figure… and if you don’t have exactly what is shown in advertising/music videos/sign boards then you are lead to believe, from a young age, that you as a person are not worthy of self-love or body acceptance!
You see this shoot was probably the hardest ever, for all of us! Not only was it beach wear but it
included a 2-piece bikini, on an actual beach, in front of normal people going about their business. As models and ambassadors for body acceptance we at Celtic Curves do lots of photoshoots but we have never had one so public or with our bodies so bare. When we received the package from Viva Voluptuous we were all genuinely excited. “This is it ladies… we’re doing this shoot to be plus and proud… we’re going to show that normal women with plus size bodies are beautiful too…”. The package included the “Daisy Plus Size Swim Suit”, “Daisy Plus Size Tankini Top and Bikini Bottoms” and “Sabrina Plus Size Bikini Top and Bikini Bottoms”.
As the day drew nearer division in the ranks about the shoot became apparent. This was getting daunting for all of us. Not one of us escaped the self-loathing that week. We began to nit-pick at ourselves. We spoke honestly to one another about how we didn’t feel confident. Tears were shed and confidence was at an all-time low. Our stomachs were bloated. We had all gained a little weight from down time. Our stretch marks had suddenly become more raised, red and visible overnight. The cellulite on our legs had suddenly developed into pot holes on our skin. Our bingo wings had gotten so large they could be used as wings to take off.
None of this was the case; we were simply scared. Grown women and mams, scared to put on a swim suit on a beach! Body ambassadors who constantly strive to build up a positive body image for Plus Size women, scared to show their bodies. Role models for the next generation, scared to put themselves out there. Honestly, it was a low for us all and it did take a toll. Fiona and Emma, due to personal reasons, decided not to participate in the shoot. Even after all of us trying to badger them into it. They personally were not okay with their bodies that week and did not feel confident, comfortable or ready to participate in a beach wear shoot. At Celtic Curves, we have a united stance - we are a support network for each other; we are a family. So, it was hard to continue without them that day, and even harder that we couldn’t make them see just how beautiful they truly are. However, we will never force another person in the group to do something they are not 100% ready for.
You see what people don’t understand is that putting yourself out there, to help other women, to possibly be judged by trolls and people with ideal body images, is hard! We are normal women, with normal jobs, normal bodies and normal everyday feelings. We are not always full of confidence. We don’t wake up every morning and say “YES I AM THE MOST STUNNING CREATURE CREATED!” We genuinely have down days too; we’re normal women, we also have days where we hate the sight of ourselves. We hate the rolls we have, the stretch marks, the extra boob at the side, the fact our old jeans no longer fit us.
On the day, myself, Rhian, Charlotte and Nicole took to the beach for the shoot with Emma and Fiona there to support us, because we needed all the support we could get for this shoot. We started the shoot behind the sand dunes. This was intentionally done so we could almost hide ourselves from the public eye. We were literally hiding ourselves in beach wear, on a beach! I was the first to put the bikini on...not going to lie, I was terrified, but someone had to do it… What happened next was true strength, love and acceptance for ourselves and each other. We all stood there together, looking at each other, waiting to see what everyone thought of the “hideous body” we hide underneath our clothes. The responses began to flow and do you know what??… they were all POSITIVE COMPLIMENTS! We all looked amazing!
The beach wear completely flattered our body shapes. All the suits sat correctly on our chests and stomachs, while providing support without cutting off circulation. Our thighs weren’t bulging out of the end because the fabric was flimsy or too tight like normal beach wear. My boobs weren’t sagging down to my knees because the tops are all underwired. We didn’t have belly over flow because the briefs are made to size. These suits gave us back our confidence, they enhanced our best assets, and allowed us to look and feel comfortable in them. All plus size women will know the struggle to find good, solid, comfortable beach wear that works with a larger body instead of against it. Well ladies this is it!
The shoot continued, we moved out onto the main beach. We got into the water. We rolled around. We ran up and down the beach. We laughed. We had fun. All the while we were oblivious to anyone around us. Mostly because no one batted an eyelid in a negative way at us and because we felt good about ourselves. Emma and Fiona after being around us in the swim wear that day have decided to complete their Viva swim wear shoot at a later date! The day was a complete success on so many levels.
You see, I feel your life and emotions are greatly affected by the vibes you put out there or vibes you are subjected to daily. The vibes and comments we allow ourselves to dwell on. That week not one of us as good vibes to add about ourselves to the group, and it did affect us all negatively. This is normal though. It is okay to not always be okay about every little thing about yourself and your body. You just need to remember not to allow it to consume you. Rise above it! Push yourself to be the best you! Take a risk. Take a chance. Trust me, all of us can now say it was the best and most fun shoot we’ve ever done!
The best thing for all of us as individual women, and as a group, was we didn’t allow it to stop us. We did the shoot. We wore swim wear, with our bodies bare, on a beach, in front of the public! This truly was a huge step for all of us! The confidence we all felt from being around each other. From being around strong fearless women who faced their terrors (and yes, sometimes being half naked is a genuine terror for a plus size woman!) and came out all the more fabulous for it! That’s the kind of inspiration and good vibes that will get you through the hard days. It is what you need to hold onto on the dark days when self-loathing is consuming you.
We are so happy that Viva Voluptuous provided the swim wear for the shoot and we would just like to take a chance to thank them from the bottom of our hearts. Firstly, because they allowed us to test ourselves and push our boundaries. Secondly, for making such amazing swim wear for Plus Size women.
We at Celtic Curves all believe that every woman deserves an enjoy full day at the beach, feeling confident in her skin and would highly recommend this brand and swim wear to provide you with all that and more. So go on, embrace your inner 5 year old, or better yet, show your child, that fierce 5 year old who watches you in amazement, that you are the strong, empowered, fearless woman that she already knows you are!
Rach @ Celtic Curves xx
Daisy Swimsuit 1 piece
Daisy Plus Size Bikini Bottoms
Daisy Plus Size Tankini Top
Sabrina Plus Size Bikini Top
Sabrina Plus Size Bikini Bottoms
Photos by Mark Leddy
Rachel's MUA - Emma's Makeup Room
We at Celtic Curves had the pleasure of walking along side many fantastic models for the 2nd Annual Live Out Loud Charity Fashion Show on June 25th in the Tower Hotel, Co Waterford.
“Sherrie Gearheart founded Live Out Loud Charity (LOLC) in 2010 after losing her childhood friend to suicide. He was only nineteen years old at the time of his death. Since its inception, LOLC has educated millions of individuals globally on the signs of depression and suicide prevention. Live Out Loud Charity focuses on core character development, anti bullying, and suicide prevention.”
A few thank you's from the Celtic Curves ladies and our Mini Celtic Curves (our children)
that also had the pleasure of being in the show! First, the LOLC, Jade, Rebecca and Sherrie for putting together such a wonderful show. Shirley Watson for helping backstage with changes, and our very own Fiona for organising the plus size clothes, I think it’s the first show we have done as the plus size models that there was a range of clothes to fit us.
And obviously, all the designers (Trail by Georgina and Elaine Honey Designs) and shops Lumy by Paris, Curvy Gurl Portlaoise, for providing such fabulous outfits!
The hair and makeup ladies (Leah McCahey and Hannah Troy) for being absolutely fantastic and for keeping everyone fabulous all day. They did not stop - total super women!!
There was amazing organisation and team spirit about the whole day, and backstage was the calmest atmosphere I think we have ever had at a show, and it allowed everyone to enjoy themselves!! Emma and Jade's inspiring and heart wrenching speeches were amazing, yous are extremely strong women! The atmosphere and the support between the models and designers continued to keep up momentum even with a small crowd we all sat out and cheered each other on!
Lastly all the models, who without there would have been no show! Amazing work by everyone! But we have to say an even bigger, more special well done to the kids. The younger ones did a show stopping job! They practiced all day and the gave all us older ones a run for our money! They kept up the momentum and smiled right through the night! The crowd loved them!!
If we have forgotten anyone apologies but a huge well done and congratulations to everyone who organised/helped out/modelled/designed - You all did a wonderful job and we will hopefully see you all again in February.
There is not one person or family who has not been touched by mental health problems or suicide. on that day, we remembered all the loved ones that we have lost. Mental health awareness and suicide still has a negative stigma attached to it here in Ireland. This show allowed a positive enhancement on how prevalent it is here, while showing how we as individuals can help. We sincerely hope this charity continues to grow in support in Ireland and all of us at Celtic Curves will support their goals 100%. Thank you for allowing us to be part of a truly generous cause and wonderful show xx
Much love from Celtic Curves,
Please dig deep and donate to the Live Out Loud Charity here http://liveoutloudcharity.org/ways-to- give/
So I was asked to do a little piece for the lovely ladies at Celtic Curves - positive role models in every sense of the word. I wasn’t sure what to write about that would be of interest to everyone. I was a little scared because it’s one thing writing for myself, but to write for others is a little harder.
Then I remembered the quote below, fear doesn’t open doors.
So a little about me from way back when, before the world turned upside down.
I’m an only child, but not the spoiled type that people go on about. My dad was a lot older than my mum, and unfortunately when I was 9, he passed away. Life got tough and I moved from Sligo to Donegal at age 11 to live with my aunt.
I was such a shy awkward child who was bigger than the average child, and boy did I pay for it. From the age of 11 till 13, I was badly bullied. I had two nicknames courtesy of the bullies - R.A.T (Russian army tank) or for anyone of a certain age you will remember the advert for Domestos that went (sing it it makes more sense!)...."Big Big Dom". Well I was big Anne. I was often kicked and punched, had rotten eggs pelted at me etc. One night, I finally had enough after being punched in the stomach. I got up, pulled my fist behind my head and hit that boy with all the force of the big girl I was, and left him on his ass. From that day on, I was never bullied again, I realised bullies are cowards and once you stand up to them, they cower.
I think that was the start of my journey fighting with myself to be like everyone else so I wouldn’t stand out. God or the heavens had other plans. At 17 I got Alopecia. It was just patches to start with, but by 22 it was all gone & I’d lost all my hair on my head and body.
So why now am I putting myself out there? Two reasons - a broken heart, and I’m tired hiding. So many people hide for various reasons but not me; not anymore. I want people to see me. I want to make a bald woman the norm. Hell, I want to make the type of person I am the norm. I won’t let the lack of hair or the size of my clothes define me and neither should you!
Be you. There’s no one else like you in the world, and that should be celebrated. I love this quote “I am me there is no one else I’d rather be”. Be you, be brave and most of all be authentic to yourself.
Ms Amazebald xx
LASHES!!....I feel naked without them!!!
Unfortunately with starting rotations for University, we’re not allowed ANYTHING false...bye-bye lash extensions, bye-bye my beautiful stiletto-style false nails and see ye later makeup… the glamorous life of a Veterinary Nurse Student!
The damage from years of using lash extensions means my lashes are patchy and stumpy from constant extensions and glue application. I’ve also never been the best in terms of maintaining the false extensions and I’m very heavy handed when it comes to rubbing my eyes/removing makeup which also probably added to the damage.
I don’t wear makeup day to day anyways, I’m the girl who will have “panda eyes” because I’m not used to having mascara on…BUT I feel confident in my appearance if my brows and lashes are styled. My eyes look dull, sad and lack sparkle without lash extensions so I went on the hunt for something to help and I found….
New “Lash Lift” from Nail Kandi in Clondalkin Village. This treatment simply enhances your natural lashes without the use of lash extensions or glue!
Now I could give details but the picture speaks for itself. My lashes are lifted, tinted, curled and all with no extensions. As I said before my lashes are badly damaged so they obviously don’t resemble the dramatic effect that lash extensions give BUT I was amazed by the difference. I didn’t even think I had that many lashes left! Avoid water on them for 24 hours and then its makeup remover and smudge proof (Rach proof😅)! They just stay like this for 5-7 weeks!
Full information/price/advice and patch test can be obtained from the fabulous ladies in the salon (Nail Kandi) so any questions are best directed to them. I can sincerely say that I am delighted with the outcome. I’m 3 weeks in and my lashes are the exact same as immediately after the treatment. I cannot wait for my next application to see how the growth has come on. It feels great knowing I’m no longer relying on lash extensions while still having a full look to them AND that I can wear this look on my rotations! Happy out!!
Rach @ CC xx
“I can’t wear that… they don’t make flattering clothes for plus size women… people will stare… what if it rolls up on my thighs… what if it clings to my belly… I have muffin top…”
Sound familiar ladies?? It’s the weekly struggle for most plus size ladies when it comes to finding something “on trend” to wear out, even more so if its sunny and we’ve to show FLESH!!
Calm down, we’ve got this!
I don’t like to follow trends; I also don’t really care what people see when they look at me, because mostly it’s just a passing glimpse. Surprisingly, I get complimented; loads of compliments and my extremely large ego loves it (haha)! I jokingly say that as I actually don’t like to be the centre of attention, but do appreciate it when someone goes out of their way to make you feel good about yourself, kindness costs nothing!
So here it is, step out of your comfort zone and your head!
jiGlitter and sparkle everywhere... this makes me happy! Emma (my MUA) is always on point with painting my face, we share the same love for being bold and out there so it works well! As you can see from the pictures I went crazy on the “spangles” and glitter. I think if you’re going to do it go all out but even some went for more conservative glitter use and looked just as fabulous. You can simply do a glitter eye and festival spots above your brows. Glitter along your hairline with plats is fab but a nightmare to wash out, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
The top/dress I had on was from eBay (I am an eBay-aholic), think it cost me €6 and no one else had it on, which is always a win with women’s clothes! Problem was I’m 5’10 with big boobs so it was too short on me, whaaay too short on me…
SO, I wore shorts, denim short shorts! My thighs were out, my stretchmarks on my inner thighs on show, the cellulite on the back of my legs jiggling as I walked!!… the horror of it all!!.. nope, no horror just 2 fabulous pins out enjoying the little bit of sun we actually get in Ireland and guess what?? No one cried as I passed by!
The denim jacket was actually a dress I bought this time last year in New Look - impulse buy and personally I hated it when I got home! It looked dead on me and gave me zero shape.
To tackle this, I up styled it. I had no idea what I was doing but why worry about ruining something you hate?! I cut up the ends to make a frayed look and ironed on some patches/stickers/flowers from Home Focus @ Hickeys. Now it’s my favourite “coat” for casual summer use! You don’t have to spend a fortune to look good; you just need to think outside the box. Upstyling is so handy for something that’s been forgotten or worn 100 times already!
On my feet, I wore flats, runners, Vans… if you’re going to a festival or out all day wear comfy shoes! There is nothing worse than seeing a fabulous looking lady, decked out head to toe in confidence and style BUT she cannot walk or move without pain because her shoes are trying to kill her!! Put on the flats, break out the wellies... trust me, you look more the fool when you can’t walk then someone in a dress and runners!
The point to this and my little run down on my outfit was just to show you that you can wear anything, once you have the confidence to pull it off! There’s always going to be hints and tricks to make something look better on you, but how about you thinking for once that you’re making the clothes look better!?
Tan dulls the redness and prominence of stretch marks. A light denim jacket will hide the bingo wings. A loose cami dress will stop the dreaded belly cling while enhancing the cleavage. GLITTER is heaven in a tiny tub! But none of these things matter unless you yourself are positive about your body and positive that your body rocks your outfit choice!
I looked and felt amazing that day and got some seriously good compliments on my whole outfit and style. Find your style and own it. We’re not sheep, we don’t have to follow everyone else. March to your own beat and your confidence will shine through.
Rach @ CC xx
#StayFabulous #Bodypositiveweek #FestivalReady
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