Meryl Streep..

The magic of Meryl Streep, is that she can work with anyone and bring out the best in them! I just watched 'Its Complicated', not a great film and her co star alec boldwin, has never been my favourite actor, to say the least! But in this he wasn't so bad, and I give full credit to Meryl. Not that he expressed any great acting skills, but she just simply made him look good, or better than usual shall I say. She has some thing special, She can be cast with anyone and make them look good, she is just so great like that.
Mama Mia is probably the only film of hers I didn't like, and that's just because I absaloutly hate ABBA with a passion. But still, she was fantastic in that too and her reasons for doing that film were very touching. Mama Mia came about just after the tragedy of the twin towers, and she felt New York needed something to lift its spirits, especially for the children. So she took her kids to see it in broadway and for the first time since 9/11 she saw their faces lit up with magic, this was all she needed to confirm making Mama Mia was the right thing to do!
Apart from Meryls incredible beauty and grace, she is undeniably one of the best actresses of our time. She already is, and will go down, a complete legend. Not to mention her incredible skills for flawlessly imitating accents from around the globe.
On screen she is so unique, from subtle facial expressions and body language to not being afraid to take on challenging roles, and also not being afraid to make a complete ass of herself in some comedy gold moments!
I could go on and on about the wonderful Meryl Streep, But I think you get the idea! Just amazing!

I am just looking thanks!

Yesterday me and my lovely mum went to one of Devons worst towns for appointments. We escaped the streets that are crowded with gobby, aggresive, disrespectful, looking to start a fight with anyone...dare I say it, SCUM! And hid in the towns nicest shopping store. We looked, hugged and adored all the over priced bags, tried on all the pretty shoes and nipped upstairs for a quick bite to eat. On our way back down I found my nose following what smelt like heaven, and was led to the beauty section where infront of me stood a table filled with the most amazing smelling body care products, all wrapped in vintage style packaging. Urgh, I just couldnt resist. Excitedly I was opening all the testers, smothering myself in the products and wofting them all infront of my mums nose! I was there for literally 20 seconds before, what seemed like all the shop assistance that worked there were completely surrounding me! Wacking diferent cleaners, creams and soaps all over my arms, bombarding me with questions I didnt get a chance to answer and trying their dammed hardest to get me to buy! I couldnt bare it! ARGH get me out of here! I was enjoying my fun with the goods like a kid in a sweet shop, I didnt need to be suffocated with questions. And when I kindly declined to buy all the thousands of products they were waving infront of my face, they rolled their eyes, huffed, one even made a literal grump sound and walked off! WOW!I don't think Il be touching anything in a store like that again! Infact, next time i think il just go straight to the cafe, stuff myself with cake, and leave swiftly!

The Cove...lets save these beautiful dolphins!

I have just watched The Cove. A documentary focusing on dolphin slaughter in Taiji Japan. It has captured my breath, turned my stomach and made me feel close to fainting! I honestly can't believe that the majority of the human race has evolved into such sick, mindless, heartless, torture machine of beings. And here we are, blinded, thinking we are so superior and special for the fact we have evolved! We must be the dumbest race and I will never go back on saying that. I really hope one day, all the innocent animals we have harmed, find the courage to turn on us and torture us like we have done to them. It will probably never happen, and if it doesn't then I can only hope if we don't wake up and make some serious changes globally, we instead completely die out and give this planet and all the beautiful creatures and nature upon it, a serious break and let the earth just breathe and do what its naturally meant to!
If you give a shit, please please please sign this petition, it takes two minutes, you don't have to do any work, just tap those fingers on the keypad and fill in some information and yes, its true, every single signature makes a huge massive difference. Just think, how many people think ''what difference does it make if i don't sign, its only one signature missing''. its not, its loads! So make yours count and SIGN!
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/3/stop-the-dolphin-slaughter

I have a slight arse...there for I am curvy!

It drives me mad what the media considers to be 'curvy' these days! I was always in the belief that curvy meant having a fair amount of fat on your body and nipping in slightly at the waist. But what the media now labels curvy is skinny girls with a large rack and arse! So what does that mean the larger girls are...just fat?! I can't help but find it a little unfair that these skinny ladies, with fat only being on their perky boobs and pert bums, have stolen the 'curvy' label that was once rightfully owned by fuller figure ladies. Just because some one has a hour glass figure does this instantly mean they are curvy? To me there is a big difference between the two. In my opinion a hour glass figure means you have a arse that sticks out slightly and a larger chest, curvy to me means you have a bit more meat on your thighs, arms, tummy, bottom and chest. But thats just my opinion which is clearly not that of the media!
Here are some example of the skinny 'curvy' ladies:
Sure Kelly has a arse and tits...but i detect seriously slim legs, arms and ribs! Hourglass, yes, curvy, no!
The fact people call this woman curvy makes my blood boil, there is nothing curvy about her except her fake breats! Without them, she would have a very teeny tiny slim and straight figure!
On jordan all i see is bones and two melons! No curves whatsoever!
The fact people call megan fox curvy is surely a absalout joke! Totally offensive to any realy curvy women!

And now some examples of truly 'curvy' ladies:

Camping continued..the experience!

So, I came back from my camping trip, on the train, choo choo, with my little poppy sprog dog on my lap, watching the scenic English country side pass us by. Lovely! Coming back was almost the nicest part of the mini trip. But all in all it wasn't so bad. Taking Poppy was one of the highlights, our bond grew stronger and she really surprised me how natural she was at the camping life...of course its to be expected of a DOG! But poppy isn't any old dog. She's a little over sensitive but she was just such a total delight to have with me. Also the lonely nights, in the dark tent with nothing to do...I would have been insanely bored if it wasn't for the company of my Little fluffy friend. The weather was extreme, to say the least. Endless rain and crazy howling winds. The odd little sun breaks were when i took advantage to take some pics. Also the whole of Cornwall seemed to be sunny, EXCEPT where we were camping...typical!
So the negatives were... endless wind and rain, cold wet clothes and permanently wet feet, also the bored moments that comes with that sort of weather when your stuck completely out in nature in the middle of nowhere. Although a big part of me was pleased to be returning home when i was on the train, the positives still manage to out weigh the negatives. The gorgeous nights sat in mums tent, rain tapping away on the tent while we cosied up with hot chocolates and great conversations. When my sister, my brother in law and my niece came was the absolute highlight. Loads of bonding time with my niece and i was really sad to leave her behind (I left a few days earlier than everyone else). A gorgeous afternoon on the Cornish cliffs where i saw some of the most stunning clouds in the sky, i was literally breath taken. A delicious BBQ with a little fire to keep us warm, and when it started tipping it down with rain, the hours spent sat in the car to keep warm and dry while my sister delivered me some roasted marshmallows on a stick, with only her face peaking out of her rain gear, slightly resembling Kenny from south park, so cute! The snugly nights and mornings with poppy, keeping each other warm. Very mini adventures and lovely times. I was ready to leave when i did, that night I had hardly any sleep due to crazy wind and rain storms, and I was feeling pretty done in. But as I left on the train I was sad to be leaving everyone behind and missing out on all the extra fun they were having. However, since being home, me and poppy have been appreciating electricity allot more, warmth and my bed! Aaaah, I feel sooo relaxed :) x

Me, my dog and a tent!

Its been years since I ventured out for a camping holiday! The last time I slept out in a little fabric shelter was 4 years ago when I (insanely) decided it was a good idea to join my boyfriend at the time in living in the woods...in a bender! Don't ask me why. The idea of tramping seemed to appeal to me at the time. My dream was to live out of my bag and travel the world. So the first step I took into my little dream was to live in a bender in the middle of a forest...that dream turned out to be short lived!
Sure movies like 'into the wild' make it seem all the more appealing, especially if your already pretty wild at heart. And I wont deny, the first week or so was pretty interesting and exciting. It was the middle of summer at the time also, so that helped in making the experience all the more enjoyable..to begin with! I loved waking up in the fresh air, opening our little shabby fabric door to look over the lake that ran through the forest and hearing literally nothing but a fire going and birds tweeting. The walk to work and back was always amusing too..untill all my best shoes got ruined. It was a little eye opener that maybe, after all, I am more materialistic than i first thought! Then there were the nights when the bender would be shook up and rattled, by god knows what! It scared the life out of both of us, but when your living in the middle of the woods theres really not much you can do except ignore it and go back to sleep. Mini gatherings were fun, But food was always limited, and my god...I do love my food. Sleeping whilst breathing fresh air continuously did me the world of good and gave me more energy than any amounts of coffee could ever give me. That was untill the garlic shrubs started to randomly grow all around us and I couldn't get the smell off me no matter how much i tried. Not fun when you show up for work (that has just a slightly posh image) and you smell like you've been chowing down garlic bread all night and you can barely walk in your beaten up shoes covered in mud that were once pretty strappy dolly shoes.
Still, I stayed upbeat and kept on like a trooper. That was untill, one night I climbed into bed and found what looked like RAT POO in my once wild yet heavenly sleeping lair. Thats when i drew the line. So, off i stomped, into town, with my tired feet, scruffy bag on my back filled with my life and turned up at my local in floods of tears. I sobbed to the pub landlord about the rat poo, my ruined shoes, my bad skin and my smelly garlic hair. ''I just want electricity'' i sobbed ''a comfy bed, a clean room and LIGHT!''. Before I knew it i was put up in one of the rooms above the pub. I lay in bed, put on the telly and felt my bones crack with relief. Aaaah heaven, i thought, never again will i subject myself to the life of the woods! Oh, and not to forget the pile of food i chowed down on that very night...luxury.
So, tomorrow I am off for another camping adventure. This time there wont be rat poo, I am taking all the food i can eat, and a ton of clean clothes and skin care! I will have a tent with a zip so no animals can get in other than my fluffy dog and It will be on a camp site, which means clean shower and toilet facilities, a little shop for all your daily needs and lots of other happy campers! I am so excited, but I know after a night or two I will be looking forward to coming back to warm and comfy bed, my laptop for writing and tv for night time snuggles with my poppy dog!
Il let you know how it goes...

The people in my life...

..are really bloody fabulous! Since giving up drinking (on a hard core basis) two years ago, I seemed to have prioritised my life. And my god, its just brilliant! I used to think I was in control, only I really wasn't. I was drowning in assholes (apart from a few people) and i just couldnt see it. When I stopped drinking I was amazed at how many people lost interest in our supposed freindship...i just mis spelt that friendshit, and it almost seemed quite appropriate (made me giggle).
For the first few months of staying off the alcahol I lived a pretty lonely life, I was very family orientated and my boyfriend became my best friend. I cleared out the old and made room for the new. It took a while, but slowly I came to realise who my true friends are. And I can honestly count them on one, maybe two hands. It also made me realise, within the circle of friends I had, alcahol was their only true friend and not the people they were drinking with... its really quite sad! Over the last year I have created a group of very close friends, most of them don't know eachother, and it really doesnt bother me. What really matters is my friendship with those people, and they are very special friendships. The people I have around me now in my life are good honest people. friends I can truly be myself with and dont need to get off my face to have a good time. These friends are people I can go to in any times of need, friends I can laugh with, friends I can cry with, friends I can share new exciting experiences with and friends I can just sit with in a calm state, with nothing much going on but content with one anothers company. I now choose carefully the people I want in my life. It seems snobby, but i have learnt from past experiences its the most healthy thing for me to do. I used to be open to all people from all walks of life, and often found myself being used or hurt by people I trusted naively. Not that everyone was like this, as I also met some of the most inspirational people I have known. But by choosing my friends wisely, I now have friends I love to peices and would do just about anything for. I used to do things for people because it felt like the right thing to do, now when I help out a friend i do it because i really want to.
I have different groups of friends. The friends I work with, who you almost spend the entire time chatting to about all your personal problems, but because you only see eachother in a work enviroment, its like you can be completely honest and raw knowing you wont be judging one another wrongly because all you see is all you get. Although its just at work, there's some thing quite special about that. I have friends who live miles and miles away, but I talk to almost on a daily basis, catching up on the latest in eachothers lives and knowing they are just a phonecall away even if its the middle of the night, Plus when I see these friends we spend a entire week soley dedicated to eachothers company...its just gorgeous! I have friends I bump into and end up spending hours with just laughing, chatting and socialising, these are the friends who you think so fondly of, but at the same time you have so much going on in your own little lives its hard to make it a close friendship where you prioritise eachother. But its accepted at both ends, so when you do run into eachother and end up spending a good few hours just nattering away, its really uplifting and you leave with good thoughts and feelings about one another. Then there are friends who you see as much as you can, you know almost every detail about each others lives and whats going on. If you have a upcoming event, these are the friends you invite to join you. The close knit friendships, the ones that almost every body has. The sort of friendships where you know you could be going your seperate ways at any given moment, but in the meantime you do the best to enjoy the time you have together and make the most of it. And then there are the people you meet, the new possible friendships, some you think you will just hit it off with but it never quite happens and it fizzles out, and others you keep running into as if it's fated that a friendship is to be had.
Whatever form the friendship takes, I apreciate them all! As individually they are special and meaningfull to me whatever the circumstances may be.

All things Marci, Update!

So, market was last month, and what a fabulous market it was! A great success all round,And I am dead excited about the next one, which you can catch on the 17th of July at the Ashburton Town Hall from 9am! So excited. I have just spent all day updating loads of gorgeous goods on my website, new Pretty Poppy Handy Purses, handmade by yours truly, and lots of stunning secondhand, vintage inspired dresses and skirts...check them out at www.marcisboutique.co.uk oh and they are dead cheap too! Real bargains, so don't miss out!
Slowly but surely the world of Marcis is picking up bit by bit... I am so excited about up coming markets and aim to do a lot more of them. So keep an eye out on the events page at Marcis Boutique.
The world of vintage is just such a fabulous place to get completely lost in. I find all things vintage and vintage styled to be so precious. It's important to me to keep the old styles alive. So classic and play full. Me and my good friend Gem (who designs and makes the jewelry at Marcis Boutique) have been having a good snoop around for vintage finds. She's been slowly collecting stunning vintage furniture pieces, which again you can find at the markets and soon to be uploaded on my website also. So keep checking back for lots of new items in fashion and furniture at bargain prices. Its all very exciting!