Friday, 24 October 2014

Turning Dreams Into Reality

I was catching up on some reading (of my favourite blogs) this week and stumbled across one of the best pieces of advice that I think I've ever been given. It was exactly what I needed to hear to keep me motivated at this time of year as all of the due dates for my final assessment pieces are drawing closer. I've mentioned it once before that one of my biggest dreams right now is to go and live in Paris (preferably sooner rather than later), yet it wasn't until I heard this advice that I have really made an effort to make this dream come true. 

Grease & Glamour, a travel blogger, wrote a post recently about turning dreams into goals (or something along that line) and it has renewed my motivation and inspired me to turn one of my dreams into a reality. Over the past few months I've been um-ing and ah-ing over going to Paris for an exchange and now I've finally built up the courage to make it a definite yes. 

I'm getting started on managing my money and seeking finical aid for my trip, using tools like a goal saver provided by my bank and talking with my aunt, a well travelled, well organised woman (who is extremely savvy when it comes to money). I've already dived up certain amounts of money that need to be allocated to flights, accommodation, etc and am aiming to get this money through two summer jobs. 

My point is don't sit around wishing for something to happen. Make a final decision by asking yourself - is this possible? Then set a deadline for when you are going to make your dreams come true and work towards it. 

Until next time! xx

Saturday, 12 July 2014

My Top 5 Shows To Binge Watch

Today I am bringing you a gift from above. That's right a list of my top 5 television shows that are best when binge watched. I've got such a weird, wide taste in shows so hopefully you'll find something in it that you might like. Cause honestly, who doesn't want another life draining show to ruin you? 

1. Hart of Dixie


This is one of those shows that looks really, really lame - I know - but it is so worth the watch. But once you start it, I promise that you won't be able to stop. Think of hunky bad boys and good-looking lawyers and an ex footballer for a mayor - major swoon. It brings together the best of small town gossip, major love triangles and real life situations. Dr. Hart, is a cartoonishly funny character and her adjustments to small town life is hilariously cheesy and adorably cute. You won't be able to help yourself from feeling all of the ups and downs within her life (and the lives of others in little ol' Bluebell) - even I admit to shedding a tear or two, and I can say that It makes me laugh out loud. Its only 3 seasons so far but it's not over yet so get your booty into gear and sit down for this one. (It only took me a week to finish it all!!!)

2. My Mad, Fat Diary


This is one of those shows that can be a little bit controversial considering that it deals and focuses upon hard topics - for instance, teen pregnancy, suicide, mental illnesses, bullying and more. Rae Earl starts the series by being released from a mental institution and from there the show follows her integration into society. The Gang is another huge part of the story and each member has his or her own problems pop up along the way. Rae commentates throughout the show as if you were reading through her diary entries and god is she hilarious sometimes. I don't want to spoil any of this one fore you so I suggest you just go and give it a watch. I complete the 13 episodes in two days so it's totally doable for a weekend. So sit down with some snacks and take in all that is crazy, fucked up and utterly compelling. 

3. Teen Wolf


This is one of my favourite shows to date. It is goddamn brilliant and even writing this I kind of just want to go and binge watch it again myself. The humour in this show is its soul saviour seeing as it can be extremely melodramatic and cheesy at times - in saying that these things also add to its hilarity. If you're looking for a supernatural laugh this is the one for you. You'll groan and you'll cringe at about 75% of the show (in the best way possible). But like a car crash you cannot take your eyes away. It helps that everyone in the show is utterly beautiful, whether they are a werewolf or not. Oh and there is a lot - like a lot, a lot - of shirt-less-ness too so.... All in all I can't really say a bad thing about it because the bad bits are what makes this show so loveable. Plus its an ongoing series and you've got four seasons worth of material to work with already - i suggest you get on that, ASAP. 

4. Vampire Diaries

Vampire Diaries is my guilty pleasure. So are the Salvatore brothers and the other hunky mythical creatures that just keep appearing. This is every soppy romantic melodramatic supernatural show put on steroids. Each season something else pops up in the world, I think I've lost count of how many there are. The thing is it actually works. You get dragged into this wormhole of drama and you cannot back out. I don't even want to say too much about it because I'll spoil something - and this is one show you do not want to be spoiled in. Be prepared for the onslaught of heartbreak because this show will ruin you emotionally, I'm talking ripping your heart into shreds here - more than once I have literally sobbed for an hour after an episode finishes, like thing of your ugly cry ties ten, my roommates were worried for my health. Have fun with that one! P.S. Season 6 is airing later this year so you've got catching up to do - and even if you've already seen it why not binge watch it again because you know you want to.

5. Game of Thrones


 I was so late on the band wagon with this one - which also means that most of you are up to date - even so I just had to put this on the list. Due to the crazy ass amount of character, plot lines, cities and deaths that occur within this series the best way to not forgot anything is to watch it episode after episode. It's a little bit gory and a little bit racy but the fantastical world of Westeros (I hope that's spelled right) is something you don't want to miss out on. It's got dragons, fearless women warriors and leaders, evil schemes, and of course a little bit of romance. Game of Thrones is literally filled up with everything you could imagine. 

That's it for my list of life-ruining, all consuming shows that you should totally binge watch whenever. Oh and I should probably mention that these are in no order what-so-ever so go for your life.

Don't hate me too much! xx

Thursday, 10 July 2014

J'aime Paris!!!

Bonjour, my friends!

Have you ever felt like the world is sending you a sign? Like bits and pieces of your life are leading you in a particular direction? Or even experienced a weird sense telling you to follow a certain path?

Lately I feel that this is exactly what is happening to me. Everything I do is telling me to go to France  - and no I'm not just using this as an excuse for a romantic getaway. Exhibit my first piece of evidence in which my friend urged me to read 'Anna and The French Kiss' by Stephanie Perkins, it is the start of this whole fiasco. After reading that book everything related to Paris was popping up around me. My magazine subscriptions were all writing articles about  Parisian cafes and things to do whilst in the city of lights. Then it began appearing in the news when the famous Padlock Bridge was taken down for safety reasons. The following Saturday night 'Midnight in Paris' came on the television and then my mother was urging me to watch this cooking show that stars an American girl who now cooks and lives in a tiny cute apartment in the centre of Paris. IT IS EVERYWHERE!

So what else would I do other than take it upon myself to learn the language of love. This particular escapade of mine has only been going on a short while but I already feel as if my horizons are expanding and opportunities are popping up just around the corner (okay so slightly melodramatic but you get my point). I've been teaching myself through this incredible app called 'Dualingo'. It's a free app that gives you the ability to learn a whole bunch of languages such as French, Spanish, Italian and more. I cannot express my love for this app as it's just so simple to learn. It has games and reminders and goals making it easy and fun to get into the grove of your language of choice. 

I think it's always great to take it upon yourself to learn new things. It keeps you moving forward and experiencing a whole lot more of what the world has to offer. The easiest way to teach yourself new skills is branching off on your interests. If you're sporty why not try mastering a particular technique - something rare which could give you the wow factor whilst your on the field. Or if you're like me and love the arts and culture than I suggest picking up a new language or learn to draw with charcoal. 

Au revior!!! xx

(It's like I was a natural born Parisian right?)


Saturday, 5 July 2014

Monopoly: The Demon Game

My little sister, Lily, is obsessed with Monopoly - which I believe to be proof enough that she's some kind of gremlin. Every day for the past week she's been begging me to play with her (the tally is 5 games and counting). There has already been hair pulling, name calling, tantrums, cheating, money poaching, illegal loans, and more. It's mental how this one simple game can reduce people to animals - it's a game of every woman for herself - maul and kill - leave no survivors. 

Now if you've never had this experience whilst playing the game (which I highly doubt), you might want to just call it sibling rivalry or whatever. This is false. In March, my best friend received an Adventure Time themed Monopoly set for her birthday. We were instantly mislead by the charming look of the board thinking sure why not invited our friends round for a game night. Chips and drinks became apart of the dealing system, dinner was withheld until trades were made, my best friend and her boyfriend even broke up temporarily over an argument about who should own Park Lane. 

So a slight warning for any of you who wish to venture into a game of such destruction and devastation. I'm telling you now, back away. I know it's tempting but that's all part of it's allure. It offers you power over a entire world, play your cards right, get a hold of the important properties and you will triumph over all who know you. But all that you'll be left with is broken friendships, a bunch of coloured paper and a lonely journey ahead. 

Until next time! xx

Saturday, 10 May 2014

These are a few of my favourite things

I was in a 'sharing is caring' kind of mood tonight and have complied a list of 50 things that make me considerably happy. Each and every item on the tiny list brings a smile to my face and I think it's great to remind yourself of just what can make you feel all bubbly and cosy and cheery at once. I really encourage to everyone who gives this a gander to try it themselves, trust me it's so easy I decided to stop at 50 but I know it'd be simple to keep going.

So without further ado I present to you "A few of my favourite things......"


-       Expensive Bronzer
-       Tragedies
-       Shakespeare
-       Peter Pan
-       Tea
-       Starbucks
-       Friend Dates
-       Picnics
-       White Sheets
-       Oversized Sweaters
-       YSL Cinema Perfume
-       Sketch Pads
-       Graphite Pencils
-       Body Art
-       Apricot Body Lotions
-       Groovy Patterned Socks
-       Books
-       Healthy Cookbooks
-       Ornaments
-       Cheap Red Wine
-       #40 Channel Rogue Allure Velvet Lipstick
-       Discounts
-       Diaries
-       Pencils
-       Gifted Jewellery
-       Pink Things
-       Irony
-       Sadistic Poems
-       Sarcasm
-       Caramel Coffee
-       Lip Biting
-       Eating Cherries Like A Porn Star
-       Baths
-       Luxurious Bath Products
-       Black Clothing
-       Platform Heels
-       Foreigners
-       Self Learning
-       Shopping For Home Wares
-       Clear Coffee Mugs
-       Teapots
-       Winter
-       Boys
-       Disney Theme Songs
-       Wi-Fi
-       Extremely Competitive Games Of Mario Cart
-       Sparkly beer coolers
-       Candles
-       Rain
-       Soft pillows

YA Fiction: Tapping into the Teens

A new subgenre has jumped onto the scene of young adult fiction recently; it’s sad, raw and impossible to put down. So, unless you’ve been living under a rock you’ll no doubt have heard of it already because YA novels featuring terminal illnesses and tragic love tales have been soaring in the literary charts over the last few years. The trick to this genre is treating young adults like young adults, authors of this field recognise that we aren’t children anymore. John Green, author of The Fault in Our Stars, approaches his work with a great reverence for his teenage audience and believes that his success is rooted in the fact that he has never underestimated or undermined his teenage characters complexities. We are dealing with sex, death, and self-discovery just as much as the next person and these novels are some of the only source material addresses such topics and view them through a similar lens. Tapping into such a technique gives the audience a reference point regarding such topics by showing the realistic scenarios and troubles that are currently relatable in the lives of people aged 15-25.

Not six months ago I was 35 000 feet above sea level cramped into an economy seat on a 14 hour flight home from America and I made the mistake of reading John Green’s latest best seller, The Fault In Our Stars (TFIOS). I didn’t even make it through half of the journey before I had become an absolute mess. Salty tears mixed with clumps of mascara were running down my face and dripping onto the pages, but not before joining with the snot that had liquidized and was trailing from my nose. I was failing to conceal the uncontrollable sobs that were escaping from my lips and resembled the sound of a dying whale. I felt the need to put down my book and go in search for tissues and a glass of water before continuing my endeavour, yet to my dismay the stranger to my right had fallen asleep on his fold out tray blocking my path to freedom. So, here I was with some kind of dehydration headache forming in the base of my skull, compression packing in my senses so that I needed to force the air into my lungs, having to wipe a dreadful mixture of snot, tears, and makeup into the inside of my shirt sleeve and loving every minute of it. That’s the weird thing about this newly emerging subgenre within YA fiction, it seems that no matter how devastating or confronting they are to read we just can’t put them down.

This trend first came to my attention when I was given copious amounts of books in my mother’s attempt to cheer me up, as I was bedridden for many months. To my mum’s credit those books worked their magic, because amongst the mountain of novels that sat upon my bedside table was Before I Die by Jenny Downham. As a sick (and mildly sulky) teenager, Downham’s characters gave me some concept of normality in the unfamiliar territory I had landed myself in. Tessa, like any good protagonist, became my inspiration. I wanted nothing more than to have such a blasĂ© attitude about my illness and take control of my life in every way I could. This resulted in a two-year commitment to vegetarianism, an extremely stubborn head and the strength to stand behind each and every one of my opinions no matter how stupid or unrealistic they appeared on the surface. The novel also gave me some of the first feministic concepts that I felt I could stand behind, specifically my ideals and values when it comes to virginity and the gender inequality constructed within society.

Sex and virginity are constantly addressed in YA fiction, as they are topics that intrigue and confuse a lot of young adults. After reading Before I Die, I rejected the concept of virginity being sacred and instead approached the topic with an attitude akin to Tessa. She avidly addresses the idea of sex as merely an item to cross off of her bucket list, almost disregarding the notion of virginity completely. I took this example and started to ignore the term virginity because whilst we experience a lot of first times in our lives, sex is different and that societal definition was something I despised. Sex and virginity are also present factors in TFIOS yet the stereotypical aspects of them are completely forgotten. Instead, Green has displayed the love between two characters in an intimate way it’s awkward and they are giggling throughout the act, treating it like a game and having no obligations to do otherwise or “act accordingly”. It became an activity to say the least, just another milestone in Hazel and Augustus’ relationship. The way both authors have addressed the entire subject matter is very mature and age appropriate for their audiences. At that age a lot of teens are getting introduced to this topic and are experiencing it for the first time. Therefore when both novels depict “the first time” as realistically as possible, it’s a refreshing change to what is displayed in mainstream media. It takes away that pressure of perfection allowing for more personal ideals and definitions to be created.


These YA fiction books relating back to cancer and real life situations are becoming so impossibly popular due to their authenticity. After the vampires and cheesy romances, this tragic yet beautiful subgenre is taking YA fiction in a positive direction and is even starting to make itself a name in other social constructs. The fact that they are making a connection to their intended audiences are due to their ability to understand them and treat them as adults. Their realistic and mature content are show accurate perceptions of how teenagers deal with new experiences of both the good and bad variety and give the readers comfort and answers when they find themselves in similar situations. John Green and Jenny Downham have created tales that evoke sweeping emotions and positively influence today’s teenagers, which is why they are taking the world by storm.

Sunday, 16 February 2014

Moving Out!

Hello everyone!!

Moving out of home is something everybody must do eventually. Whether you're 17 or 46 there will come a time to fly the coop. For me that time is now. Two days ago my parents and I left the small country town of Mackay and ventured into the big bad city of Brisbane. The idea of living off my own devices is almost surreal and kind of terrifying seeing as I am sitting here my roommate is about to burn the place down and I'm choking on the smoke of burnt toast. However I must say that as scary  as it may seem that fear is cancelled out by the utter excitement of being able to do your own thing. Over the weekend I've been shopping for supplies and whilst it might appear to be boring as bat shit, going grocery shopping for your own food is actually loads of fun. I have loved setting up my room and my space and getting together with my roommates to brainstorm how we can brighten up out kitchen and living area. The possibilities are endless when it comes to this sort of thing and I'll be posting an endless supply of photos when I've finished setting up.

For anybody out there contemplating moving away from home I suggest that you do. I know that change comes with a paralysing fear of the unfamiliar for some but it really is worth the risk, sometimes to succeed you have to jump and that's what I've done this year. Sure there were a few tears shed this morning when my Mom and Dad began their journey back to Mackay but I am enjoying my new home so much and am finding the thought of making my own house rules unfathomable.

To all those who are moving out this year I wish you the best of luck as I know it can be terribly difficult but the freedom at the end of the line and the change that just leaves you dizzy is absolutely fantastic, my hearts are with you for the big move!

Until next time! xx

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

The terrifying reality of commitment

This Friday, as I'm sure everybody knows, is the best/worst day of the year, yes I am talking about Valentine's Day. So instead of taking about some raw uncomfortable topic I thought I'd soften the blow a tad and give my little blog series an opinionated view of relationships and commitment. I suppose I should probably give you the low down on my love life before we start this off by informing you that I've never officially had a boyfriend or "gone steady" with anybody. There are so many reasons for this and you'll be hearing about most of them so don't worry. Undoubtedly the biggest excuse for this is that I am absolutely terrified of commitment when it involves people. My muddled thoughts have convinced me that if I don't let them in then I can't disappoint them or myself and I'll be able to avoid a great deal of emotional destruction. So in a way keeping myself single has allowed me to protect myself from what I think might cause me irreversible devastation. 

I was a young impressional romantic when I began dating people and teasing the waters of what could be relationships at the age of 13/14. Before this time the concept I had constructed for a relationship had stemmed from the happily married around me (such as my parents) and cheesy films so I had such a disproportional perspective of love and all that surrounded it. God did I get a shock by how much heartbreak surround me and I friends we fell too quickly as most teens do and lost sight of the repercussions at the beginning. From hearing so many tears over various late night calls I decided that I needed to protect myself. I had felt the slight sting of rejection before but was never really invested in the guy so could get over it quickly enough. However when I saw how much heartache could be caused if the relationship got to a serious stage before being broken off I decided that I never wanted to feel that. In a way I look back and see how silly that was and that I probably should have fallen harder and faster and that some things are worth shattering for, yet I don't think I would do it any differently if I could.

This fear and determination to protect my heart still resides in me, granted it's not as strong as it used to be, but I don't think I'll be ready for a committed relationship any time soon. I'm happy with that and I like to keep things casual, I still go out on dates and in doing so have met so many amazing people. I think thats a good way to go into the world. i have an open mind and i'm taking things at my own pace which makes me feel comfortable. I'm happy being single because I don't want a boyfriend.  I don't want to dedicate myself to somebody to quickly simply because I want to leave behind any hard feelings. I don't want to get hurt but more importantly i don't want to hurt somebody either. Hence casual is what I like. Dates upon dates, becoming friends and getting to know each other first and if it stops at friends than I am completely satisfied. Now that said a lot of guys are actually scared of this, I would know. They run away, they feel uncomfortable for a while and I'm okay with that because it lets me know that they weren't going to be the right person anyway.

Now there are several downsides to this as I'm sure you've already noticed. I don't get to close to people and I don't have somebody that dedicates their feelings towards me either, which I see as being fair. I also loose a couple of potential friends and some guys may just end it and not want to continue something which is ok as well. It's what I want for myself right now. I'm young and I like having my freedom. Sure someday it would be nice to have somebody all to myself but I don't want that kind of relationship right now and I don't plan on changing that soon. Who knows somebody might come along tomorrow and change that but then again that would be kind of miraculous, don't you think?

Well I hope this invigorates some of the singles out there to be comfortable with who you are when you don;t have a partner and I hope that my view makes you a little more confident in what you're doing right now relationship wise.

Until next time! xx

Thursday, 6 February 2014

Promiscuity: Girls vs Boys

I'm putting myself in front of the firing squad once more by telling you all that I love to fool around. Now before you go ahead and start making assumptions lets recap my last post in which I let you all know that I am a virgin. So when I talk about fooling around you can be assured that it isn't as promiscuous as it sounds. In further explanation I am very attracted to the opposite sex so whatever the circumstance may be I love to get it going on - whether it be just a bit of eye sex, flirting or even a sneaky make out session. If your beginning to think "woah, this chic is pretty slutty" or "is she trying to stir up trouble", I'll ask you to please reconsider. I am having fun. That's really all there is to it. I fool around and tug on strings (no pun intended) because it is fun.

If we rewind this conversation a little and pretend like I'm a guy, what would your reaction be now? I'm almost certain it would have gone along the lines of "that's just how boys are" or even go so far as to thinking me as a lucky guy for "getting around". Can you see the difference? Now you can go ahead and call me a feminist because I see this as both unfair and derogatory. It might surprise a lot of you out there but girls want some sexy time just as much as guys do, yet we are made to feel guilty about it and are told to hide it away and suppress this side of ourselves.

Single or not women love the idea of being able to 'flaunt there thing' and utilise what beautiful figures we've got. As far as this topic goes women seem to always be in the wrong, whether that's because of the clothes we wear or the way we act/speak. Now if I'm going to a party or out on a date I'm likely to wear clothes that highlight my curves for two reasons, 1) to feel sexy as hell and boost my confidence and 2) to look attractive cause lets be honest I won't be getting any treats if I look like I've just walked out of a monastery (and who doesn't want treats). That doesn't make me slutty because I'm not doing it for sex nor does it make me a tease as I'm actually doing it for myself. People forget that selfishness is a thing and quite frankly when I go out I'm thinking about myself and making a good impression whether that be for the near or distant future. Many people make wrong assumptions about this kind of behaviour and assume its the reason for rape (which it isn't, but I'm not going into that topic at all today).

In conclusion, this inequality in the genders is something that is really infuriating for women across the globe. We need to stand united and abolish these stupid customs that society has seemed to press upon us. Please take some kind of message from this post whether that be awareness or the knowledge that you aren't in the wrong and let it be know to everyone around you. I've defiantly informed the people I surround myself of this and it really has helped in the sense that judgements are lessened and the people that matter don't mind that I float from guy to guy and have no intentions of settling down.

   Until next time! xx Mackenzie

Friday, 17 January 2014

The Virgin and the Slut

Are you a virgin? 

This is the big question that some people avoid for embarrassment whilst others relish in the response that they are able to give. It's a simple yes or no question. For me it's a yes. I have not have sex. I'm not in the least bothered by this fact. I have never been in a situation with a guy in which I felt the need to take action to change this either. So it's a fact that I am a virgin. I'm totally okay with that because it's true.  What I'm not okay with is the hoard of negative connotations that are attached to this title. No, I'm not chaste or fallow or inept. I'm not undesirable or uncool and I would call myself anything but pure.  I don't push every guy away or hide from sexual activity. Nor am I celibate, stiff or religiously corrupt and therefore cannot force other people around me to follow my sex free life. 

These are the things that cause us all to lie and keep the real truth to ourselves. I have plenty of girlfriends who are so horribly ashamed to answer the "simple" question even when its asked in confidence and have lied to me about whether or not they have had sex. I know women who sleep with lots of guys, have lots of sex with one guy, have had sex only once, and I also happen to know some other virgins. The sad thing is 75% of these friends feel terrified to admit to the truth about their sexual activities. The fear that seems to accompany this question for many women is what fuels the judgments and accusations. 

When looking at the other end of the spectrum it appears to be no better as the label switches from virgin to slut. The second you lose your virginity people look down on you, it was such a burden to hold the title to begin with yet now you're wondering if you really have lost something invaluable - surely virgin is a better name than slut? You've heard from the beginning that a slut is dirty, diseased, some kind of home-wrecker or whore, or maybe all of that really comes to mind creating the image of a sleazy hooker making a living out of her bad habits. However by dictionary standards the definition is merely reads: Slut, /slĘŚt/, noun derogatory
, 1. a woman who has many casual sexual partners (synonyms: promiscuous woman). Not once does it mention that a slut is dirty or a hooker or diseased. It also claims that a slut has many sexual partners, which clearly means losing your virginity (which can only happen once) does not make you a slut. Just because your no longer a virgin does not give you the immediate title of becoming a slut, in all honesty humanity just skipped out on a label. 


In all seriousness the problem is that there is no defined in-between state, you’re not allowed to be sitting on the fence because it just doesn't exist. It's ridiculous that for a race that has the need to name and label everything nobody has been able to define what is normal. Its okay to have sex - it doesn't make you a slut if you do. It's okay not to have sex - because being a virgin means only that. We need to stop worrying about what is written on our name tags. The "hello. my name is ..." isn't important. What matters is how you're able to define yourself. 

Later Gator xx