I got an electric shock when I pulled a broken extension lead plug out of the wall last night, my whole body aches. It’s definitely sofa day. I haven’t done much but watch films, tidy up, make a balloon garland from my left over birthday balloons and just generally potter about. There’s something of a tension in my muscles and I feel slightly weak. I've suffered from minor electric shocks before. I’d say I've experienced at least ten shocks, an unearthed dishwasher; a phone charger and wet kettle are the three which stand out, until now. In the UK we have switches on our wall sockets, except the ones you can occasionally find in bathrooms which are often labelled “shavers only”. In Poland, there are no switches, so when you plug in an electronic device, or you try to take it out, there are usually sparks. Now, in this building, there is definitely a long list of things wrong with the fixtures and fittings because it seems quite clear that whoever is in charge of the building couldn't care less what the individual landlords, who rent out the individual properties, do or don’t do. As I previously mentioned, my SO’s father generously replaced our light by hand gas cooker with an electric one and my family contributed to making our home a little bit cosier, so I went shopping.
I considered going to IKEA but let’s face it, it’s not that cheap when you live and work abroad. So instead, I went to Arkadia, a nice shopping mall three or four tram stops from where we live. I bought the gear I needed to set up WiFi on my SO’s custom built desktop (he’s currently away for a week so I wanted to do something nice for him). I also bought a screen cleaner, duster and a can of computer cleaner (compressed air).
After the electronics shop I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror. My face was darker than my neck, again. I thought to myself “I’m twenty five years old and I still buy the cheapest make up I can find as long as it covers. It’s always orange. Why is it always orange? Light Beige? Ivory? No, such lies, it’s orange.” I noticed a shop called Sephora and having heard about this shop from various beauty bloggers I decided to give it a try. I wandered around aimlessly as I had absolutely no idea what to look for. I spoke in Polish to one of the women on the shop floor; she walked me up to a very smart looking and friendly make-up artist at the Lancôme Paris counter. He spoke perfect English and had me sit on a tall black chair in front of a long mirror. He removed my make-up. I had so many red blotches all over my face and he must have gone through at least seven make-up wipes. My skin felt so tingly and fresh once it had been removed. He began to go through the products and gave me a makeover. He started with half of my face so that I could see the difference. I could. I really could. Once finished, I couldn’t stop smiling, I looked beautiful and I felt beautiful, maybe even elegant, like the fanciest of fancy ladies. The coverage was flawless and my face finally matched my neck, the slight blush on my cheeks worked so well and I realised at that moment that this is why most working adults don’t buy cheap make-up. In the end, I purchased two products, a foundation (Lancôme Paris Teint Miracle) and a blush (Lancôme Paris Blush Subtil). I was also taught how to apply it correctly, without using my hands (need to stop touching my face). They also put some perfume samples in my gift bag, which was lovely. I think I should probably throw away the cake like orange powder I bought in H&M now. It’s better to have fewer products, which work effectively, than several that don’t work at all.
As I skipped out of Sephora smiling like a maniac, I knew exactly where I needed to go next, Carrefour. I forgot to take a basket and excitedly headed to the back to school section. I just adore back to school shopping, especially when they start it early (in July). There were loads of really useful maths and science books, as well as really fantastic discounts on books for children in both Polish and English. They’ll be useful for my younger students as well as building my own Polish vocabulary skills. I then proceeded to the home section where I bought new bedding (sadly no standard white pillow cases or covers); the bedding I chose is white with dark blue ship wheels and anchors. I plan on laundering my sheets later so I will see how it looks soon. I then noticed a bargain bin full of small pillow cases for throw pillows. I have four throw pillows so I picked up two light grey cases to match the two white cases I already have on the others. Our apartment has a lot of white and grey, I consider it to be one of my favourite combinations. There are colourful elements too, such as the bookshelves and balloons. I purchased two packets of hangers for our clothes, paid and made my way back home.