Perfectly Matched: Pandora Charm Bracelet and Me

It was the luck of the draw, really: Pandora are launching a brace of new charms, clips, earrings and pendants — and it just so happens that A} I got one of the new Murano glass beads, based on their animal series, in Tiger, and B} I personally have some beads from when I did a spate of necklace-making back in the mid-00s.

Feeling clever! I found a couple of blue ones that fit the snake chain style of the Pandora bracelet, and lo and behold: it matches perfectly with my rings:

The style is all modern elegance, and their clip system, as far as I know, is unique. You can see one to the left of the Tiger bead: embossed with daisies, this serves not only as a divider, but it’s a decorative element as well. The beads don’t all bunch up at the lowest point of gravity, and you get another fetching visual element.

The blue beads are mine own, and I think I either bought them in London or Brooklyn — or Paris. I can’t remember. Haven’t strung a bead in at least a year, if not more, but I’m inspired now to trawl through them and see if any more will fit.

I must say that my wrist is medium-sized, and I don’t know how many more beads this can carry before I can’t close it? And the closure is invisible, but also fiddly.

Pretttttty.

More details re: the goods on offer after I stop admiring my handiwork.

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Pandora, 35 Grafton Street, D2
Prices for bracelets start at €45; beads start at €29

Burt’s Bees and Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Yes, that makes sense, because whenever I see something like this…

… in my head, I exclaim ‘It’s cuuuuddddddddde!’.

It gets better!

Those are perfectly sized samples of all you’d need to be well-cleansed and moisturised all over your travellin’ bod.

From left:
>Soap Bark & Chamomile Deep Cleansing Cream
>Hand Salve
>Naturally Nourishing Milk & Honey Body Lotion
>Beeswax Lip Balm
>Coconut Foot Cream

I can’t imagine a better way to treat yourself when you’re treating yourself to a holiday; this kit has got it all, and it’s utterly packable.

I think I’ll spend this dreary day dreaming about what I’ll pack in this wee case when next I hit the road. A sunny road, a road that leads to a beach and a lounge chair and cocktail. A frosty, fruity cocktail, that is on sale, three for the price of two…

Essential Burt’s Bees Kit is €16.95; case not included {sorrrreee ladiezzz!}

Feet are Gross

That’s just my opinion. Or maybe it’s just mine that are. No, actually, I think your feet are gross, too — sorry!

I have whatever is the opposite of a foot fetish. A foot revulsion. Since I was waxing lyrical on NY manis, I feel I have to talk about the pedis, too. God bless those ladies, the ladies who work on feet. I would rather dig a ditch than scrape nasty old dead skin off of someone’s heel.

Last March, I got a fish pedicure, on a Groupon thingie, and I sweartagod, my feet are still in fairly good nick almost one year later. Or maybe they are not, and since I am so grossed out by them, I haven’t looked too closely.

Allowing dead skin to build up all over again is just the nasty cherry on top of the disgusting sundae, so I bit the bullet and fired up the Emjoi Micro-Pedi. I have had all manner of scrapers at my disposal, from diamond files to things that looked like cheese graters, and I have been pleased by none of them. The little machine runs on 2 AA batteries, which power the roller <— which comes in a coarse, and an extra coarse grade. You can’t hurt yourself with it as it stops itself if it is held too close against the skin, like, you’re not going to scrape done to bone. It also claims to be easy to clean — the files are never easy to clean, the skin just piles up and piles up on the surface, and again: gross.

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These Are Bright! And Beautyfull!

Pushing the remit to include gadgety accessories? I don’t see why not!

I found out about Urbanears ‘Plattan’ Headphones last year, via a fab site called The Hairpin, a New York-based, female-oriented, blog-of-excellence. I hit the google, found the UK-based public relations company, and after some to-ing and fro-ing {mostly about colour} I had these in my hot little hands.

Now, I am an ear bud sort of person. They are easy to wind up and stick in a pocket, they are lightweight, and they sound perfectly great. I’ve tried & tested my fair share, from Philips to Sony Ericsson to Denon, and they all had their plusses and minuses. Most importantly, they all had control panels with which I could answer phone calls, skip songs, and rewind when I wanted to hear the same song over and over. You’d be surprised that there are still ‘buds out there that don’t have control panels, but it is true.

As much as I wanted to test these, I wasn’t all that sure that I actually wanted to have to use them. The band! My hair! The band and sunglasses! The band and earrings? Dubiousness reigned.

I legged it to the post office to collect them, and didn’t make it two streets before I was eagerly prying the box open to get a look at their Raspberry fabulousness. Since I had them out, sure, it couldn’t have been a better time than then to plug them in. It’s not like I walked around my house wearing listening devices attached to music/communications providers.

I plugged, and played, and said, aloud, ‘Ooh!’

Remember bass? I had forgotten about bass. I know how flat music is these days, because of the digital sandwiching thing, but I didn’t realise that all of those ‘buds that I had tried were woefully lacking in bass.

Bass is pretty damn awesome. Bass makes you want to bop your head to the beat, even you are walking through a homey, residential section in Fairview; even with only the outdoor cats to catch one doing this, it feels a bit ridic, but ultimately, one doesn’t care, and the hell with those judgey cats, because of bass.

They are comfortable, and colourful {OMG: the colours!} They fold up so that the cups end up flush against the inside of the band, and you can wind the tangle-free cord around those clippy bits on the outside of the band, and lash them into your bag without worry. And! There’s a thing called a ZoundPlug, which is a jack below the right cup, which means someone else can plug into you playlist. Can’t imagine anything better for a long train journey with a pal, unless you are me and your taste in music is eclectic, which is a fancy code word for desperately embarrassing.

Not matter what your guilty pleasures are, the music sounds amazing. But the talking-on-the-phone bit? Slightly weird. With ‘buds, you get enough outside noise so you can hear your voice in the world. These do a mighty job of minimising outside noise, but they also made me feel like I didn’t know if I was talking really loudly because I couldn’t hear myself. The control panel is just ‘okay’, with only the one button to turn on the tunes, turn them off, double click to FF and treble click to rewind.

And the band aspect? Eh. Pesky whilst wearing shades, slightly annoying to have to slip them on and off when doing errands and entering into transactions, and even if I wanted to wear earrings, I wouldn’t be arsed: far too many things on and around my head to be handled with aplomb.

All in all, though: BASS. The sound that these give out is super impressive for the price, and seriously, the colours. I had taken great care in choosing Raspberry, but the Mocca! Indigo! Well, I may go for one or the other, since I had to give these back.*

If you like pretty things that do justice to your tunes, well, here you are!

£50/€66**/$60

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**At Urban Outfitters, but €59 as per harveynorman.ie, or €60 on raidiar.ie. Whatevs…