Saturday, 1 November 2014

Why I’m never buying mascara again

the best fake eyelashes

Apparently I have thick lashes. Sadly, these aren’t lashes that look thick, they just are thick. They’re sort of short and dumpy, but usually look great with a few coats of great black mascara – which I used to pile on like it was going out of style. There’s one problem, though, with fat lashes and lots of mascara – the mascara never goes away. I can wipe my eyes with five different sorts of cleansers and I’ll never manage to get it all.  That means that whenever my face meets water, I come out of it looking like a younger version of Alice Cooper. In short, it’s not a good look.

So, a few months ago I got turned on to the idea of fake eyelashes, aka eyelash extensions. Apparently finding your perfect eyelash lady is like finding your perfect hairdresser, you have to go through a few before discovering an ideal match. There are big chains that offer packages in bulk and there are leading ladies who have waiting lists a mile long. I have gone to both and come out with my match of a lifetime. Back in May you may remember me writing about my first set of eyelash extensions with Claire at Eyelush. I felt like a transformed lady. I wrote the piece a week after getting the extensions. They had been put to the ultimate test – a weekend wedding in Mykonos. They passed with flying colours. Swimming in pools, the ocean, bathtubs, etc – I came out looking as fresh as when I first dove in. In fact, even one Mr. FFG noticed that I looked remarkably fresh faced 24/7. He mentioned something about me slipping in some plastic surgery without telling him. (Harsh! I’m not that old yet. This face still has some natural elasticity left in it, damn it.) Of course it was at that moment that I shouted out I’d had fake eyelashes installed. He rolled his eyes and said something along the lines of, “the things women do.” Anyway, I couldn’t get over it. At night my routine for makeup removal was faster than anything I had ever experienced before  and in the morning, when I woke up, it looked like I had woken up already made up. Miracle. So that was one week on. It’s like anything else, a week on and naturally you have nothing but love for the new "it-thing" in your life. Let’s fast forward six weeks.

At the six week mark with the new eyelashes in tow, I was testing the product in hundred degree weather in the south, sitting on beaches and sweating like a crazy person while the sun roasted me like a rotisserie chicken. The lashes were still in tact and my best friends were all commenting on their incredible durability but also their super natural appearance. Yes, after six weeks these bad boys were still holding strong. Honestly, I was not expecting that. It wasn’t until eight weeks in that I started to notice the lashes looking a little less full. And, I actually didn’t end up putting a lick of mascara onto my eyelids until week nine. Nine weeks without mascara. It’s hard to turn back after that. So, for a few weeks I sucked it up and donned the black stuff. I figured it was winter in England and at that time there weren’t any oceans in my future, so I’d just deal with it and move on. It took one week for Alice Cooper to return. The build up was back and the dark mascara circles were here to stay. So, I was straight back onto the phone calling Claire at Eyelush and rebooking. In fact, I did more than that this time. I got the full set put back in, but also arranged to have them updated once every two months. I am officially an eyelash Eyelush addict.

I simply can’t help myself, people, when it comes to easy beauty. I think so much in life is made easier just by simplifying routine. And to be honest, it’s worth every penny. Ok, yes I can see it’s time to talk turkey. A full set of lashes as Eyelush will cost you £200. Yes, that’s steep and it may hurt when you first shell out the cash. But call me a week later and tell me you’re regretting that decision and I’ll be surprised. After the initial set, refills are £100 a session.

I’m actually writing this on my flight to Antigua and I’m already thinking about how happy I am that I have these convenient little eyefluttering warriors in place. No nasty mascara leaks for me. Seriously, folks, you need to try these at least once in your life. I’m in love. Smitten kitten and never going back.

Friday, 31 October 2014

Raw foods for breakfast in London? Where are my pancakes?


So here's the deal. I was going to have breakfast with good friends and one of the gals recommended a place called Tanya's Cafe in Chelsea. Sounded like the perfect sort of cool brunch place where I could grab a big stack of cakes with a hefty portion of maple syrup. Think again, Miss FFG, this was anything but. I walked in the door and the decor instantly struck me as simple perfection. I was one smitten kitten, then I looked at the menu. Ummmm... where are the pancakes, the bacon, the scrambled eggs or the puffy pastries? How am I going to get my early morning carb fix? I was in a  bit of an interesting "mood" the moment I discovered I was sitting in an all raw food establishment. How I have managed to miss that memo about Tanya's, I cannot tell you. This place has been all over social media. Every Tom, Dick and Harry in the entertainment world has been here for breakfast at one point or another and raved about it until their fingers go numb on Twitter. 

It's a good thing I was sitting with Tanya's regulars who could guide me through the menu and advise what would be the best late-night-early-morning cure-all. Yes, the previous night was a rather large one (with keeping deadlines, sadly) and I was in need of some serious chow. In the end I went for the Jam Un-Toast. What is the Jam Un-Toast you ask? Well, as you may have guessed, you shouldn't expect real toast to arrive at your table. Instead, a lovely and beautifully laid out wooden slab arrived in front of me filled with soft raisin "bread", cashew cream cheese and raw goji jam. It was beautiful, but I was still questioning whether or not it would hit the right "spot," you know? I'm happy to say I left the table satisfied and was pleasantly surprised by how raw food could be appetizing. I always thought people who went "raw" had a screw loose. How can you live life without indulging in complete foodie heaven every once and a while? Looks like I judged too harshly. Slap my hand! 


End result: I won't be going back every day, but on the days I'm feeling like living the healthy life, I won't go anywhere else. I can't guarantee those days will come around a lot, but I'm sure my girlfriends will drag me back again and again. Everyone else I know is addicted. In short, it's worth a try. It sure does make healthy living a little easier. 

Tanya's Cafe
Myhotel Chelsea
35 Ixworth Place
London SW3 3QX
020 7225 7538


All photos taken with the new Olympus Pen (which is absolutely amazing... I'm in love).
Fashion Foie Gras is an ambassador for Olympus in the UK.

Thursday, 30 October 2014

Wearing Pancakes & Milkshakes on my sweatshirt (no, really I am...)

Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes

So here's the deal. I love junk food. There's no sugarcoating that... well, it's usually literally sugarcoated already, so scratch that. With my addiction to the sweet stuff, I find my daily habits trickling over into my fashion choices, today's outfit being the perfect example of such a crossover. 

Finding this Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes Sweatshirt was like finding that last M&M in the bottom of the family pack bag - golden and sweet unexpected perfection. While it may be turning to winter outside, it does seem like we're having a mini Indian-Summer here, there and everywhere, so I thought I'd take one last stab at a summer-like ensemble. That would, of course, explain the white jean shorts and bright pink accessories (including a 3.1 Phillip Lim Pashli and some sweet TODs loafers).

Oh how I will miss the warmer days. Oh wait... no I won't... I'm off to Antigua on Friday! See you soon from sunnier climates! 

Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes
Uniqlo Pancakes and Milkshakes

Photos by Terence Webb.
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