That's My Jam.

So over the weekend, I was a little busy setting up various accounts for this blog. We are now on PINTREST, TUMBLR, and most excitingly Spotify.

Today sees the start of a new feature which I'm calling Sixy Playlists, because I like the naffness of that. Head over to the Spotify now and listen to my first Sixy Playlist: Grunge, ish. The only rules of this feature are that there must be 6 songs, no more, no less, and they must all be around a general theme.

Here's a Fun Idea...

Now, back in September, Scotch and Cassius was formed. The momentous decision took place after some drinking, as all great decisions do (NOTE: Not all drunk decisions are great). But hark*! The blog was not the only cool thing we created that night.

Somewhere along the line we decided it would be fun to do a little experiment and swap make up. Yes, that's right all girls do have makeovers, eat chocolate, and pillow fight at sleepovers. 10000% accurate stereotype (it's not).

Now you've seen pictures of the both of us before, we live in a selfie generation, and we grew up with Myspace, so we do not mind posting our faces all over the internet, and we don't mind who sees them (hello government spies, not sure we were quite what you were looking for).

So this is Hannah's normal look:

Eyeliner, lots of it! Lashes, lashes, lashes! The occasional venture into bright lipstick.

And this is me:

I gave up on perfecting eyeliner long ago because I'm lazy. I'm much more about the bronzer, blusher, highlighter, eyebrows game.

So, we sat down in my lounge with another bottle of wine, brought our make up collections together and did each others make up. Exactly as we would our own. Same foundation shades and everything, even if they were way off. This was the result:

Never have I felt more weirded out, just by looking at my own face. I think Hannah felt the same. Direct quote "I look like a cancer patient".

I didn't take too much offense from this because my reaction was "I feel like a prostitute in a hoody"

Sorry Hannah.

See, the thing is, I think that anyone that didn't know us or how we normally look, wouldn't give these looks a second glance (aside from my drunk cba hair, and hannahs motocross top), but to us it felt like the complete opposite to our natural state. By this age, you've finished experimenting wildly with make up (gone are my days of dark purple shadow up to the brow bone) and you've more or less found the look that works for you.

Programs such as Snog, Marry, Avoid annoy me sometimes, because who cares how much make up someone has on? It's not necessarily 'fake'. The way someone does the make up is an extension of their personality, and if that happens to be lots of eyeliner, then so what?

Findings from this little experiment:

• We should stop judging everyone on everything they do, live and let live! 
• Experimenting from time to time can be good, I've added a smudge of eyeliner in the corner of my eyes to my daily routine...
• Wine makes good things happen, and as a bonus they are more hilarious, because you have been drinking wine.

*when was the last time you saw that word and it wasn't followed by ... the herald angels sing?

National Novel Writing Month

Okay so we are 5 days in already, but I haven't started yet, which means it's not too late for you to join too!

Maybe I should tell you what it's all about first?

So, this website, nanowrimo, is set up to encourage you to write your entire novel in the month of November. You sign up, update your word count, use the forums for tips, join your local area (most areas have meet ups, and scheduled events), and generally have a bit of fun.

The target for the month is 50,000 words. If you reach this, you win NaNoWriMo, and have probably enough material to complete your book. There is NO EDITING in NaNoWriMo, so just release all words into your computer/notepad, and don't even think about if they're good, or not, until December.

If you've always thought about writing, but never really made the start, this is a great way to kick your novel into existence. There is a marathon this Saturday, which I will be joining because my word count is at 0 due to being at home for my nan's funeral. Excuses, I know, but you'll soon learn I am queen of procrastinators. This post in itself is a procrastination. However, if there's one thing I enjoy it's pressurised targets, so one way or another I'll be hitting 50k come the end of the month!

Come join us! What's the worst that could happen you write an amazing novel and become a bestselling author?*



*If so, I would like a cut for the introduction, kind of like a finder's fee.