A Little Bit About Me

As a child I was always a 'tomboy'. I ran around in dungarees, Doctor Marten boots, rolled in the mud, ate worms.. all that malarkey. I was never into fashion or beauty, make-up was a no go and my hair just did whatever it wanted too until I was about 15.. and even then it wasn't perfect. I've only just started perfecting my look at 17, nearly 18. 

Dungarees

  I was born blonde, blue eyes, as many babies, I stayed this way for a good few years, as i started first school I started going a mousey brown, and by the time I was in middle school I was a brunette. I'm now, finishing my last year at college, a dark chocolate brown (thanks to a few boxes of dye!)

Unhappy In A Dress

   
My eyes slowly changed into my special 'mutation' colour, central heterochromia as it's also known. This means I have all three colours in my eyes. 
  
 Muma always used to dress me in kooky clothes from a young age.. here I am, maybe about a year, two years old. This is a wicked pink dungaree set, with a pastel coloured shirt and red trainers. I was happier in these then the dress I wore to my aunties wedding a year later.. look at that angry face! I obviously wasn't happy with the matching hat and sandals.. let alone sandals and socks. 

Clowning Around

  
 I got older and started 'clowning' around with clothes, when I hit 12 all my friends were starting to try little bits and pieces of make up and I would rather go into my dressing up drawer and become a clown, a farmer, a police officer, a witch!

Going Overboard

   When I was around fifteen or sixteen I really did start to experiment with make up. I'd buy things behind my muma's back because she wasn't keen on the idea. I hated going into college for all the girls to look magazine perfect (to me they did anyway) and I would be sat there, patchy skin, shiny nose, little eyes, out of control eyebrows. I felt horrible, and would get teased for it too. 


   I started to use palettes from 'Claire's Accessories', cheap mascara from Tesco, pinch my muma's powder and try and look like the girls at school. This picture to the right is of me aged fifteen on Christmas day, Look at the hair, the overboard black eyeshadow, the glasses that didn't suit my face shape, the lip gloss, the over accessorising.. not cool Devon. 

   I suddenly got a weekend job, cash in hand, and realised I could spend my money on decent products and slowly worked up the the shoebox of make up I own today! And all the skills that come with it :)

   I started work at a prestigious wedding venue local to my home, and I felt I had to look the part on a five star wedding day. I got my hair cut, and coloured. Instead of the brown 'tint' I had that was making me ginger, I went to a more 'chocolate truffle' permanent state, I had a fringe cut it which would later become my 'Jessie J' blunt fridge you'll come to know and love on me today. To this day, I'm glad I got that little hit, because I am so grateful I look how I do now. My hair was horribly damaged from the over tinting, trying to achieve my goal and the sun and heat, I had used without any serums or heat protection. 

   Growing up, I was taught what beauty is by everyone else around us such as friends older sisters and models on tv. I found this quite hard as I was so pale and had dark hair, and everyone else was blonde and beautifully tanned. It was terrifying walking into my first year at sixth form looking so different, I'd accidentally lost weight, but i was still as pale and dark as before. 

   All of my friends beauty days are similar to mine, with horrible hair (dye colour, volume, length), bad make-up choices like lip liner, bad bronzing and roll on body glitter on our arms and all that over straightening, crimping, gel and hideous hair accessories. It's all part of growing up and finding your own style though isn't it? We can all say 'I won't let it happen to my daughter' but I will, because then she'll find herself. 

New Fringe

   When I left 'Wild Roses' which was my local salon back in May 2012, i looked so much better, and felt it too. I had had my damaged ends cut off, my hair was the colour I always wanted and had a beautiful side fringe. It was the

Christmas 2012

first time I had gone to a proper hairdressers. My mum used to have one of her friends Teresa come to ours but she was only practising on us. It was always lopsided and horrible. Sarah, my hair dresser at the time knew what colour suited me, the cut. I ended up looking like what I felt inside I should look like. I could now start to shape my look to what made me happy, I finally took makeup seriously and learnt what worked for me rather then against me. 

   Even though I stick to my basic look, I still sometimes switch it up for days out, and meetings for coffee, I still experiment and try my own variations of trends because there's always room for improvement (like my new LOVE for falsies!) But in general i stick with my main look and vary them slightly. 

   This blog is written with the help of lots of knowledge, books, blogs and videos, so if you see something a little similar than don't panic, I'm not copying, I'm just sharing the knowledge. For example, I might read a blog on how to apply mascaras, I might do one too but it'll be my version. Credits mainly to Lauren Conrad, Zoella280390 and YouTube. 

   Enjoy my blogs!

Devon x