GIRL CRUSH: NINA NESBITT

It's Girl Crush time, and today's

nominee is the gorgeous Scottish/ Swedish

beauty that is, Nina Nesbitt.

Nina can sing, she writes her own beautiful songs,

she has the cutest name, the most insanely amazing hair, 

perfect fashion sense, great bone structure... 

AND, she's super nice.

She literally has it all, and it's just not fair.

Her debut album Peroxide is out tomorrow and you should

defo defo defo buy it, because this lady is literally

the female Ed Sheeran. 

Now lets just make ourselves cry at how amazing she is.

APPLE TREE

BOY

STAY OUT

BABYLON

SELFIES

NOSERINGS AND SHOESTRINGS

WEBSITE: http://www.ninanesbittmusic.com/

A CURIOUS CASE OF BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH-ITUS

Greetings my lovelies!

I hope you had an absolutely spiffing start

to 2014 and you closed the door to 2013 with pazazz

and opened the door to this glorious

new year with sparkle and style and an award winning smile

(please don't ask me where this stuff comes from,

it just does okay).

So let me start by saying,

firstly, that I didn't plan on Benedict Cumberbatch

being my chosen first post topic of the new year,

but it just so happens that yesterday, on a miserable

and rainy New Years Day, I watched the eagerly

 anticipated and much longed for

episode of Sherlock, season 3, on BBC1.

Now I had heard all the hullabaloo (what a cool word)

about this series, with everyone bigging it

up and all that, as you do when something is amazing,

and guess what?

I didn't believe a single word of it,

because I'm a typical Brit and I have an upper lip as stiff as

Mary Berry's brown sugar meringues.

BUT....  believe it or not, something changed, and that

stiff upper lip softened like my skin when it's been lavishly moisturised (mmmm soft), and the curiosity bug bit, precisely three years after the show began.

Well you know what they say, better late than never.

Now I admit that what most enticed me into tuning

in to Sherlock was all the kerfuffle about him faking his own

death. I don't know why he did it,

but it intrigued me enough to want to know how he did it.

So I sat down, and watched,

and made all my family, who wanted to go home, watch.

We were all Sherlock virgins when we sat down,

but we were all Sherlock worshippers when we got back up.

 I can honestly say I genuinely didn't expect it

to be so good, but it has just the right mix of everything

you need to make a fantastic TV show:

the actors, the setting, the editing ("he is a complete and utter" "pisspot"), the graphics,

the music, the humour, the tense-ness,

the epic plot line, the super human power.

All fab fabbity fab and so cleverly done.

British television at its very best 

and I don't know if I can wait till Sunday to

watch episode number two.

But to ease the wait, there is of course the small matter

of Benedict Cumberbatch to help me.

Y'see, Benedict, I think, was the biggest surprise

of all. An utterly sublime acting talent though he is, that's not the thing that surprised me.

No, no what surprised me, was that

about fifteen minutes into the episode, something 

completely unexpected happened...

something for which I fear there is no cure

(more like sincerely hope there is no cure...)

I came down with a curious case of Benedict

Cumberbatch-itus.

All you Sherlock devotees are probably more than

familiar with how these illness works, and have learnt

to ease the ache, but it only struck me last

night, and I can't hold it in any longer, I...

I HAVE A THING FOR BENEDICT CUMBERBATCH.

There, I said it.

Something about him did it for me, and

I don't know what it was, and if you google him

you won't see it. It's just something about him, that you can't really describe or see

on a picture.

The only way is if

you go to the BBC Iplayer and watch him

do his thing. Of course I don't think you'll be able to move

from your seat once it begins, for you

will be you will be paralysed by Cumberbatch-itus...

AND YOU WILL LIKE IT.

But it's a small price to pay when you

get some awfully brilliant television and some

nice dishy man candy in one.

WINK WINK ;)

Sherlock is on BB1 this Sunday at 8:30pm

IAN SOMERHALD-ME-IN-YOUR-ARMS-ER

So today I was sat with my friend in

Biology, and we were supposed to be doing some revision.

And as you expect, this did not happen.

What did happen, however, was a rather big, gushing 

conversation about the god like

IAN SOMERHALDER

aka. Damon Salvatore in The Vampire Diaries

aka. one of the finest examples of the male species I have

ever seen on Google.

And my friend and I were salivating away over my ipod touch

as were looked at picture after picture of this gorgeous

man. You think you've understood how

beautiful he is, but then you

see the next photo and you're like 'okay, now that

 is even sexier, if that was even possible after that last photo

we just saw'.

So as of today, Tuesday 3rd of December, Ian Somerhalder

has entered in to my top 10 man crushes

in second place, behind my boy Alex Turner, aka. my

all time favourite man crush.

And yeah I know I'm five years too late just like I was

when I discovered the Arctic Monkeys, or twenty seven years too late when I discovered The Breakfast Club, and 

yeah I know you've had a crush on him since like forever

(eh mi gawd) but 

ughhh CAN WE PLEASE JUST STOP WHAT WE'RE DOING

RIGHT NOW AND APPRECIATE THIS HUNKY LITTLE FELLA' FOR A MOMENT?

OKAY? thank you.

man those eyes are surely what heaven must be made of

<3 <3 <3

sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 

IAN YOU'RE SUCH A BABE

HAIR CRUSH: LORDE

I love cool hair.

Just gotta put that out there.

Have an afro, I'm loving it.

A giant spike? Raving.

Mohawk, dip dye, rainbow hued, super long, crazy curls, 

silky straight, coiled, I don't care, 

I love it all.

Especially because my hair is super duper boring. 

It's brown and it's relatively straight,

minus a few waves hidden in the depths

of my mid length mane.

So for someone who suffers from sucky straight hair syndrome,

it is fairly obvious what kind of hair

I love and want for my own.

As always with hair, you want the exact opposite

of what the good Lord (I promise you that

isn't a pun)gave you.

So if your hair is straight, of course you want curly, 

and vice versa.

And my favourite type of hair,

is a curly wurly lions mane of twists, coils, spirals

and waves. Basically, I want Lorde's hair.

I mean c'mon, isn't it just amazing? 

And I used to have hair like 

hers when I was teeny tiny, but puberty swept in 

and changed all that.

And now I have boring hair.

I know, it's a terrible tragedy.

But back to what I was saying,

did I mention that I also want to be Lorde?

Because she's the same age as me, and she is so much more talented than me.

So much so that I want to climb under a rock and eat

Galaxy chocolate continuously

for oooh at least 24 hours to make

 myself feel better.

It's a tough life.

I'll be back when I make a single

and it has 7 trillion views on You Tube

and is no1 on the Billboard Charts

and my hair is curly.

LORDE, ROYALS 

(AKA. perfection)