DIY Facial to restore natural ph

Right so, DIY time!! I know I've been MIA lately, but I've had so much going on that I've abandoned my little bloggity. But I'm determined to change that now!

Anyhoozle, I've been swimming a lot lately which has taken its toll on my skin. I've therefore had to search high and low for natural remedies to restore the ph of my skin and undo the damage the chlorine has done. So, here is a face mask I found that restores the natural ph of my face and moisturises it to combat the drying and stripping effects of the pool. So, here we are!

1 egg

1 tbsp honey

1 tsp Apple Cider Vinegar

-Seperate the egg, yoke in one bowl and whites in another.

-Whisk the egg whites until they're frothy. This will make it easier to apply the mask later

-Add honey and vinegar to the yoke, mixing until combined.

-Add the yoke mixture to the egg whites, stirring constantly until combined.

-Apply mixture to face. You can use a make-up brush, the back of a spoon, or I just used my fingers 'cos I'm lazy. Allow to dry for about 10-15 minutes, but you'll know when it's dry because you won't be able to move your face because it will be so tight. This is normal!!

-Wash off gently. It will be kind of hard to get off, but whatever you do don't scrub as this will just make your face red and blotchy and undo all your hard work.

Et Voilá! Your face should feel maaahvelous dahling. The key ingredient here is the vinegar to restore the ph(which is very important, trust me). But you can't exactly go dipping your face in a bucket of vinegar, so you add the egg to exfoliate and the honey to moisturise. I didn't invent this mask and I don't claim to, I just wanted to share with you! This is for women AND men, clear and healthy skin is not gender sensitive!!

So there ya have it, I really hope you try this and it works for you! I also have another facial post here if you want to take a look! You can use this as often as you like as there is nothing harsh in this mask, so prep and prime 'til you're black and blue!

Enjoy looking amaaahzing,

Aila Maritz xox

Personal Rant

How did I become so fucking weak?

I know this is a little bit personal, but I guess that's what happens when you have a blog; you tend to rant a little more than you should as it's your only outlet that won't get sick of you.

I used to be a very strong-willed girl. When I was little, it would take so much to phase me and any sickness or hardship I had, I'd just say era sure fuck it, I'll be grand. Although I didn't use the word fuck reader, being the little goodie two-shoes that I was, I merely use this for dramatic effect now. Now though......now. I'm kind of ashamed at how pathetic I've become to be perfectly honest. Now, I'm going to tell you some of my life story. If you feel you're going to judge or leave nasty comments, please stop reading now and I beg of you don't be mean!

Well, when I was 11 I had a spinal fusion, I was in 6th class at the time methinks. Needless to say, not being able to walk for more than five minutes at a time for a year made me stronger. I could have taken on the world at that time, and if I had been left to my devices then I would have been an amazing person. However, one has to go to secondary school. I fell in with the wrong crowd, not in a criminal way; I was one of the mean girls. I bullied a girl (not severely now, no physical contact was involved) who later became my best friend and still is 8 years later. I only did this because I didn't fit in myself and wanted to, desperately.

One day, these "mean girls" decided I wasn't cool enough any more, and turned on me. Now, I was the bullied. It just so happens that complete lowlifes around where I live where bullying me at the same time, telling me how annoying and ugly and fat I was and basically that I was a worthless piece of shit. Well, being a 12/13 year old lost little girl, I did something stupid, something I had no idea would effect my life so profoundly; I made myself throw up. Once I started, I couldn't stop until I had a full-on eating disorder. I hid this for 3 years from anyone, until I finally admitted it to my parents, but I still struggle with it to this day.

Since then I've never gotten my strength back. I can only cope with so much before I break down or panic. I can never live for the moment, or enjoy what I have right now. I'm always worrying about "if" and "how" and "when". Right now I'm on the verge of a panic attack for no good reason, other than a few things are happening that I have no control over. And yes, you can think I'm a bit pathetic because I think so too. This isn't putting myself down, I just want to cop the fuck on and stop being so weak and feeble-minded. I need to not worry about others, what will happen, how I'll do this, how I'll keep this person in my life, how I'll get there, how I'll get this money or that job. I need to be the little girl who doesn't care about anyone else and carries on with life because she feels like it. I need to stop panicking when I see a rainy day, or have no plans, I need to stop feeling physically ill with worry over every little fuckin thing. I need to COP THE FUCK ON and be the strong girl I know I can be and I know is inside me still.

Ok, sorry guys, rant over.

Aila Maritz xox