tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89577704410836272302024-03-05T00:46:00.975-08:00abigail robynabigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-41900583231546491522015-12-09T15:29:00.002-08:002015-12-09T15:29:36.958-08:00Christmas WrappingThis morning I brought down all the presents that I have bought so far, gathered the various Christmas wrapping paper dotted about the house and found a suitably cheesy, slightly Christmas related movie on Netflix. With my squirty cream topped coffee I set to one of my favorite tasks of the season.... wrapping the Christmas presents! Five hours later I was not only wishing I had bought everyone something box shaped but also that I had sat at the table rather then on the floor (my poor back!). Despite the various sellotape tangles, paper cuts and achy back, seeing the presents under the tree gives me an enormous sense of Christmas cheer and I can not wait to give them out!<div>
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abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-2264705437774746052014-07-08T14:33:00.000-07:002014-07-08T14:33:22.243-07:00Mother comes to townI always love when I get visitors from home in Nottingham. I really enjoy being able to show them around the city that I love and discovering new things together. My most recent house guest was my Mum, now usually my sister comes with her and we somehow have to fit three of us in a bed top to tail some how! (When I eventually move a guest room is definitely something I will be looking for.) This time sadly my sister could not come up, as she was off gallivanting at a wedding with the boy, so it was time for some one on one mother-daughter time.<br />
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This mother-daughter time consisted of shopping, drinking and stumbling across an amazing little vintage fair just around the corner from my flat. On the Saturday night I took my mum out for her second ever night out on the town, we consumed lots of cocktails and I even convinced her to try my favorite shot Cointreau (this seems to be the bar tenders shot of choice in Nottingham) and I am happy to report that she loved it!<br />
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The original plan for the Sunday had been a cheeky trip to Ikea so we could inhale some of the best meatballs ever, but when feeling a little worse for wear the morning after the night before we decided on a mozy in to town instead. And we were delighted that we did! Down a little alley way in Hockley there is a little courtyard with a few independent shops and once a month they have a vintage fair complete with BBQ and cake! I felt like this was the perfect discovery to make when a little hung over. We found some absolute jems and the cake was possibly the best cake I have ever tasted, and I have tried a lot of cake! I will definitely have to make another trip there soon to spend some more of my pennies =]<br />
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abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-81123480412023304602014-06-03T13:47:00.002-07:002014-06-03T13:47:51.769-07:00Shake it baby!Before I went to uni I had big ideas about joining lots of different societies and volunteering for this that and the other. In reality first year was mostly spent getting drunk with the people in my halls, getting annoyed at everyone being noisy the odd occasion when they were partying and I wasn't and injuring myself in one way or another (stories for another time). After having to constantly choose between alcohol and food, I finally realised that I needed a job or I was going to starve (as alcohol usually won hands down).<br />
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At the beginning of second year I googled 'bars in Nottingham' and emailed as many as I could. A few weeks later I got a text asking if was still looking for work; pretty much every weekend since then I have spent working as a bar-back, at first and now as a bar tender. And I love it!<br />
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I could not imagine spending my Friday and Saturday nights any other way. I know that that probably sounds quite sad and having the night off every now and then is lovely; but I love the people that I work with and I love the job. Yes you get the odd person who is just down right rude and disrespectful but there is an odd satisfaction in mixing up a cocktail and having someone enjoy it. Another thing that I love is the brilliant community of bar tenders in Nottingham, seeing people you recognise when out for a quiet drink or a night out is strangely reassuring in this big city.<br />
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In some ways it has made me a bit of a bar snob! On the one hand I can sympathise with the staff on a tough night as I have been there done that, but on the other, if I can make a half decent mojito then anyone can!<br />
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My favourite bar in the city is Boilermaker. The intrigue of the plain shop front and the secret door behind the sink is inspired, and the menu is just mind boggling. I think that it is an amazing place and when asked where I want to go for a drink there is no competition.<br />
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abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-35340243455344035422014-03-04T14:53:00.002-08:002014-03-04T14:53:55.586-08:00Pancake day!It has seemed like a really super long time since I last blogged, a LOT has happened since November 2012!<br />
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Not only have I graduated, I now have my own flat along with a proper grown up job<b> and </b>I have grown my hair and had it all cut off again! There are also lots of littler things that I would like to talk about, so I have a lot of catching up to do!<br />
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Firstly today is shove Tuesday, and this year I actually managed to have all the ingredients for pancakes in my kitchen at once! Now this probably doesn't seem like a big achievement (after all it is only milk, eggs and flour) but for an ex student who doesn't like eggs and whos old flat mates loved milky tea, it is close to a miracle!<br />
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After a long day at work, experimenting with different pancake toppings whilst watching Game of Thrones was a perfect way for me to spend the evening (especially as it gave me an excuses to ignore the washing up sat on the side!).<br />
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I think the Nutella/jam combo made it for me this year! What is your favourite pancake topping?<br />
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<br />abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-85115064308106318882012-11-12T10:30:00.000-08:002012-11-12T10:34:31.703-08:00Halloween WeekendHaving my mum and sister whisk me away to North Yorkshire for Halloween weekend was a massively welcome break from uni work (I probably should of listened when everyone told me that third year would be a lot more work!). The weekend away meant that we all got to spend some quality time with our Nanny, and that me and my sister got to go on a couple of adventures on the moors and around the idyllic little town of Richmond hunting for vintage bargains and paying our customary visit to the little pet shop to 'awww' over the baby rabbits and adverts for adorable puppies that we wish we could take home.<br />
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But the best find was discovered in Nanny's wardrobe, my mum found the sheepskin coat that she was given for her 21st birthday. It had barely been worn and it just so happens that I am the same size as my mum was then... what a coincidence!<br />
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It was a brilliant weekend with our evenings spent eating sweets with our biggest worry being how we were going to carve the pumpkin!<br />
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Now I cant wait for my student load to drop so I can pick up a few of the items on my wishlist... to be worn for educational purposes of course!<br />
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I really love all the embellishment and gold detail this season, it makes me think of the opulence of the 1920's and 30's ladies wrapped in their mink shall's against the snow, hailing a cab in Art Deco London; I think it adds a bit of old school glamour to our dull cold winter and the animal motifs add the ever needed fun!<br />
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What is your favourite A/W trend and why?abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-39459499157315271922012-08-20T09:56:00.003-07:002012-08-20T09:56:56.573-07:0010 Things About Abigail Robyn<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0xhGZ0uVFoU717IV3nJqIVNt-fPjzx8IhlDd3Ryme00NC1iZLbgyLIjs2UW-Y21lnOViKmuQpBDTIZQSg3dh0SC1n6goOodO1EBrY0yxNDQOvW7YyNANn8y5Bl0DA-Ji9T2J71zYmL6xk/s1600/wallpaper-hakuna-matata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0xhGZ0uVFoU717IV3nJqIVNt-fPjzx8IhlDd3Ryme00NC1iZLbgyLIjs2UW-Y21lnOViKmuQpBDTIZQSg3dh0SC1n6goOodO1EBrY0yxNDQOvW7YyNANn8y5Bl0DA-Ji9T2J71zYmL6xk/s320/wallpaper-hakuna-matata.jpg" width="320" /></a>I have recently been tagged by my <a href="http://brighton-girl.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">sister</a> to answer 10 questions about myself, so here goes!<br />
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What is your theme song?<br />
I think it would have to be Hakuna Matata from The Lion King. I am quite often called laid back and I am usually too busy doing something interesting/fun/silly to be worrying about the stuff I probably should be pulling my hair out over!<br />
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Mushrooms. Definitely. I can be a very fussy eater and mushrooms just look, smell and taste nasty, and don't even get me started on the yucky texture!<br />
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What was your favourite childhood toy?<br />
I don't know if this counts, but I had a Snow White costume that I loved!<br />
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What is your favourite housecleaning chore?<br />
Probably hoovering as it seems to me like the easiest one with the best results.<br />
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What did you want to be when you're older?<br />
I used to have a plan that involved being a nurse, a vet, a charity worker and a busy mum all at once, now the plan is to just make money as it is definitely lacking from my life at the moment!<br />
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What is your favourite colour?<br />
Red. Don't even need to think about this one, it has always be red.<br />
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I am pretty happy with this generation, as a psychology student the social advances that are being made/have been made recently really interest me.<br />
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What are your goals for the future?<br />
Happiness, health and the same for all my family (and to have a gorgeous house of course!).<br />
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<br />abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-10894968765255595592012-08-15T10:10:00.000-07:002012-08-15T12:07:48.968-07:00Garnier B.B. Cream ReviewRecently all I have been seeing on TV is adverts for B.B. creams, and I have to admit that I had no idea what they where or what they did. But now I have been enlightened and converted into a B.B. cream lover! A couple of weeks ago, while I was browsing through the <a href="http://www.studentbeans.com/" target="_blank">Student Beans</a> website I stumbled upon a free sample of Garnier's B.B. cream and had to satisfy my curiosity (fortunately this time curiosity has not killed the cat!). A few days later, I found this on my door step...<br />
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Inside the nifty packaging, I was pleasantly surprised to find three large samples inside, along with an introduction to Garnier's Miracle Skin Perfector, B.B. cream. B.B. stands for Blemish Balm, which is a product that combines the benefits of make-up and skincare and is essentially used to hydrate skin and provide coverage. Garnier claim that the product can be used either on its own, as a primer or as a touch up. Here's what I thought...<br />
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<b> The Good</b><br />
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<li>The first thing you notice about the product is the smell, I find it to have a light, refreshing, fruity fragrance which brightens my mornings.</li>
<li>The cream blends in to my skin really well, with a lot more coverage than I had expected.</li>
<li>The product also fells really light on my skin.</li>
<li>In Boots a tube of Garnier's B.B. cream will only set you back about £7.50, which I think is really good value for this 'all-rounder' product</li>
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<li>The only bad thing I can think of about this product, is that it does leave my skin looking a little dewy so that a little powder is needed on top.</li>
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abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-72438053435613974992012-07-18T12:04:00.002-07:002012-07-18T12:05:01.436-07:00Looking backNow that I have come the end of my second year at uni, and the time to pack up the house and head home for the summer has come, I have found myself looking back at th<span style="background-color: white;">e last two years. Since leaving school and taking my first few steps in to the real world, plenty has changed. Two birthdays have passed (with two yummy cakes), making me a grand total of 20 years old, though when people ask I automatically want to tell them that I am still only 18!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">First year seemed to fly by in a blur of vodka jelly, shots, fancy dress, meeting new people, the dreaded revision at the end of the year and of course packing. Although going to uni meant moving to Nottingham, away from family and old friends it has to be the best thing I have done so far in my life. It didn't take me long to fall for the city, the uni life style and Nottingham prices! And being away from home for months at a time really makes me appreciate those lovely weekends spent at home, with the momma bear and catching up with friends.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">I thought that first year went fast, but then second year passed at lightening speed! This time in a blur of work, (attempted) pole dancing, </span><span style="background-color: white;">vodka jelly, shots, fancy dress, meeting new people, the dreaded revision at the end of the year and of course packing. I cant believe that there is only one year left, I think that the one piece of advice I would give to anyone about to go to uni is to savour every moment, as it passes quicker then you might think!</span><br />
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If you go to uni, what would be your piece of advice?abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-7395995455443201722012-07-10T15:08:00.003-07:002012-07-10T15:08:58.353-07:00IkeaI have to say that I do love my road trips, whether it be hitting the motorways going down to Brighton, or getting lost on the winding roads of the Yorkshire Dales. All we (myself and my sister) would need was my trusty car and our cute mascot...<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">It was a </span><span style="background-color: white;">devastating</span><span style="background-color: white;"> moment in my life, and has taken me nearly a year to admit defeat and try to sell my precious baby =[ However life has gone on and I got insured on the mothers car for the summer (win!). Anyway, now that my sister has graduated and has had to (temporarily) move back home, we have realised that two twenty somethings having to share a room for 3 months is going to be cramped to say the least. The situation not being helped by that fact that I still have a high sleeper, cabin bed, with the only wardrobe in the room squeezed under the bed with the desk. This means that when one of us decides to tidy (a rare occurrence) our room ends up looking like this...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Time for change! Which also means a re-con trip to Ikea, which the 8 year old in me lives for! I love Ikea, mainly for the scrummy meatballs but also for the cute little apartment set ups and generally amazing stuff that can be found in the showroom or the market hall. We were on a hunt for a bed and a wardrobe with lots and lots of nooks and crannies, and were partly </span><span style="background-color: white;">successfully. We did find a perfect wardrobe, my sister also found some sweet plant pots that could double as make up holders, as well as finding some meatballs to take home in the food hall and an orange moose! </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">What is your favourite thing about Ikea?</span>abigail robynhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10663005186611637467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8957770441083627230.post-63302119993254250972012-07-07T13:01:00.002-07:002012-07-07T13:01:39.922-07:00Nail ArtI was always one of those children constantly nibbling on their nails, until I discovered nail polish, realised how nasty it tasted and how much I liked actually letting my nails grow. Not long ago my <a href="http://brighton-girl.blogspot.co.uk/" target="_blank">sister</a>, the queen of procrastination, discovered dotting tools for your nails and gave me a little start up kit for my birthday. Having the mental age of a five year old on birthdays and at Christmas, I didn't want to wait to try out my new toys and insisted that my mum paint something pretty on my nails, which turned out to be some cute little bunnies!<div>
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<span style="background-color: white;">I </span><span style="background-color: white;">thoroughly enjoyed spending the afternoon rummaging through the many wonderful stalls at the event, and found some darling little shot glasses and some </span><span style="background-color: white;">gorgeous items o<span style="font-family: inherit;">f clothing; one floor </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white;">length, white, cotton</span><span style="background-color: white;"> dress</span><span style="background-color: white;"> caught my attention in particular...</span><span style="background-color: white;">but then so did the price tag. If I wasn't a poor little student then I could have easily spent </span><span style="background-color: white;">hundreds in the few hours that we were there, but unfortunately I had to leave empty handed, while my sister went home with a cute kitsch little dea<span style="line-height: 18px;">r, after being seduced by his big eyes.</span></span></span><br />
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