Safe and sound

My brothers family moved from Ireland to Canada on Saturday. It was a very long process to make this happen – years in the making, and finally it has come true.

Since I am about a 3 hour plane ride away from them, I cannot stop calling them and speaking to them on the phone, constantly. I call twice a day and I’m probably starting to get a bit homesick. It’s alright though because I have booked a flight to visit them in the fall. Poor Kelan (the 4yr old) keeps asking if I am going to visit him today: “Ancy Nancy , I haven’t seen you today. When are you coming over?” Awww! How cute is that? He can’t say Auntie Nancy and just says Ancy Nancy!

My brother has never been one for picture taking and we rarely got updates on how the kids looked. Over the past three days I received 2 batches of photos from my Mom. She’s going camera-happy and I’m giddy at looking at them all.

I share with you… my big awesome fun family!!

I guess in Ireland they don’t have huge trucks like they do over here. So all the boys wanted to go in my cousins “huge truck”. All four boys are in there, but you can’t spot Kelan.

This is my old bedroom transformed into my Brother+SIL + 2 youngest boys bedroom. Spiderman bedding. Here is Kelan chatting to me on the phone with his cute Irish accent. ADORABLEEEE.

Ruairi (Rory) wearing the birthday “super hero cape” (that I bought here) for Kelan’s birthday. Ruairi will get one on his birthday in December, but I guess I should have sent them both at the same time… as Ruairi was kind of sad when he didn’t get his own.

There they are, running down the hallway! teehee.

Kelan’s adorable smile. I love the color of his eyes!! (I haven’t seen this kid since he was 1.5yrs! He just turned 4).

Ruairi has a black eye. Poor kiddo.

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Helping each other down the slide. This is where I see a lot of my Brother in Kelan, the oldest boy. His eyes bring me right back to when my Brother and I were kids. That happy/evil smile. :)

Oisin the soccer superstar (literally) listening to his new ipod. Jealous!

Look how excited they are to be at the park. Waaayeeahh!

Even more excited when they spot my Dad coming down to visit them at the park!!

Mom and son coming down on the slide. There’s my daddio observing it all.

I can’t wait to go home :)

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KQC Straightener

I did a review on a curling iron (Part I, Part II) from flatironexperts.com a while back. I guess it was successful as they sent me a straightener to review as well! This KQC hair ceramic straightener is from flatironexperts as welll.

I haven’t felt confident about a hair straightener in a long time. My 3 year old CHI caught on fire and I replaced it with a fake GHD (which I thought was authentic), it was then replaced by another straightener I received to review.

This one feels more like my CHI used to. You know the noise when you clamp down on your hair and it makes a “pop” closing noise? This is going to sound weird, but it sounds like a higher quality than my other 2 straighteners. It’s not as flimsy and the clamping handles don’t get super hot.

Product modeling shots. Shooting photos in natural sunlight is definitely way better and more vibrant than artificial lighting. I need to remember this.

Check out the lighting on this closeup. Fire Engine red plates.

No gaps in this straightener! Much sleeker looking than a bold colored straightener. Looks more expensive, doesn’t it? So far so good. Been using it for two weeks straight, and you can clearly see my straight hair in my OOTD posts where my hair is always straight. Give it a quick sweep over your hair and poof — you have sleek straight locks.

Thanks flatironexperts for letting me review this product! I loveeeeeeeeeeeee it.

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OOTWW

None of these outfits really stuck out at me this week. I wasn’t feeling it this Sunday maybe it’s because I’m not wearing eye makeup at all this week. Trying to go minimal as possible for no real reason.

Closeup of my spiffy Wednesday’s bangles. I never wear bangles so this was fun! I picked them up at H&M the other day.

Sometimes I don’t try on my clothes before I pick them out on Sunday’s for the work week. On Wednesday I woke up later than usual, my outfit wasn’t looking great (wrinkled pants, the top I had picked out was too short for the pants), so I had to sneak in and out of the dark bedroom while the Boyf was sleeping and pick out a whole new outfit. I also have been meaning to bring 3 or 4 pairs of pants to get tailored — Wednesday’s pair, being one of them. I bought them at Mexx this year when they were having their winter sale and they ended up being 75% off so I went a little wild in the store. They’re too big in the knees and I don’t know where else, but I know I don’t like the shape of them on me just yet. I have my Italian tailor already picked out, I just need to go.

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