Pimple face fart machine

I had to share this most exciting news with you all.

1 week out from mine and The Geord's engagement party, I discovered a pimple on my chin. Being the idiot I am, I of course squeezed it. It looked OK and was certainly cover-able, but I wasn't convinced it was going away.

After many a beverage that night, once I got home, I decided to squeeze some more and more and more, only to wake up with a mess the size of a 5c piece on my chin. A mess that not even giant amounts of concealer could cover.

I know you're all probably thinking "Oh I bet it wasn't that bad", but I am not exaggerating. This thing was no longer a pimple, but more like a giant cold sore.

In my desperation, I called the only person I knew who'd be able to give me some sort of cure. Caroline.

She advised to LEAVE IT ALONE, go to the pharmacy and get some nappy rash cream STAT. The zinc ingredient within the cream aids the healing process, while keeping it moist and therefore not allowing it to scab. She told me to blob it on at night as it's impossible to rub in for under makeup/day time usage.

This wouldn't do. I needed to speed this process up. Thankfully my bosses are aware of my vanity issues and accepted the fact that for 2 days I was going to work with a blob of nappy rash cream on my chin. In fact, in the end we all became so used to seeing it there, I even went shopping with it on.

So after 3 days of nappy rash creaming it up, I am happy to say, I shall be attending my engagement party PIMPLE FREE!!!!! The cream worked absolute wonders and has left no sign of a scab, merely a red mark where the pimple was, which can easily be covered with makeup.

I've said it before and I will say it again and again. I LOVE YOU CAROLINE. 

Your daily dose

I am a fairly organised lass, so when my phone battery died part way through the night and my alarm failed to wake me, my morning routine was slightly screwed.

Luckily for me, I work with very forgiving people who don't mind me rocking up to work with a slight shine to my hair or a lack of cover up on my face. But what I have learnt is not to rock up to work grumpy; and although I did receive an extra half an hour of sleep, the jolt from my usual routine and a lack of coffee sent me into a bit of a frenzy.

It just so happens that I work well under pressure, so with 15 minutes to spare, I found myself at The Daily Planet on Beaufort Street, ordering a Skinny Cap to go.

I have always been a big fan of Planet Records and Planet Books so when I heard that The Daily Planet was opening next door, I was super excited to have another option for my morning coffee.

Continuing with the alternative theme of its sister and brother planets, The Daily Planet oozes simplicity with its hardwood floors, quirky decor and exposed brick - I was instantly in love.  

I was greeted immediately with a huge smile from the Barista, who promptly went on to make my coffee, while another staff member ran my order through the till. Within about 2 minutes (not nearly enough time for me to gawk at everything I needed to gawk at) I was handed my coffee and back on my way to work.

I am yet to try the food but I must say, the coffee is unreal - something seriously lacking in Mount Lawley. After reading several reviews on urbanspoon, I am surprised at the negativity other patrons have shown. Perhaps this lovely new cafe have since found their feet? The service I received was second to none, which meant I was sitting at my desk sipping the best coffee I've tasted in a while with 5 minutes to spare before my work day began.