Sunday, December 25, 2011

Precious and rare, kind of like my approval :')

I just saw the trailer to this, and I must say this is by far one of the coolest trailers I have ever seen.
I haven't seen the movie, but when channel 315 gets stuck on a trailer, it doesn't let go. Its like that sad moment when you get a part of your bracelet stuck to your knit sweater and you pull out a stitch and you can't pull it back into place and it... what was my point again? 

Oh right Precious, that's gonna be a good movie. Its not all about that bull crap , cliche, mo-fo love stuff that people always write about. Its about brute reality, and thats the way I like it.

haha well th-th-that's all folks.
-N.H x

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

A Dipstick wearing Lipstick.

Hmmmm.... I was rummaging and I found purple Max Factor lipstick, from their Lipfinity collection.

Purple? Yae or Nae?


Saturday, December 17, 2011

Christmas, time to give, etc. etc.

Christmas time, Mistletoe and Wine Children singing Christian rhyme.
 With logs on the fire and gifts on the tree.
 A time to rejoice in the good that we see

. Et cetera.

 Well since its the season for giving and what not if there are any of my many (lmfao) pageviewers who want to hear the Stilettoriat's side of things, please, let me know. Comment or whatever, and because it's christmas, I might not ignore you. (this keeps me from doing anything remotely productive) But yeah, whatever, if you wanna see it from a Navy perspective, then sure, comment. Lots of christmas joy and eggnog coming your way.

 -N.H x

Khaos Alright.

Well, since i'm anything but a conformist, I decided to comment about the articles regarding the launch of the very new Kardashian Khaos. Many a magazine commented about Kylie's kinky outfit and me,being the gossip freak that I am, felt it was imperative that I comment, firstly about the comments.

 They were called train wrecks, buttheads, horrible, unattractive, talent less and any other adjective you could find in the 'i-don't-like-you' dictionary. Well this is actually quite funny. Now i'm no die hard Kardashian/Jenner fan, and I actually do think that she looks a little bit like a sparkly lollipop and should much rather be spending her time trying to pass her SAT's, or GCSE's or whatever other letter they use for exams way over there, than partaying all night long on the Red Carpet.

 However, she is a rich and famous model whose wearing over 3,000 dollars in clothes. She's gorgeous, confident and tear-jerkingly famous for doing nothing, which is more than these sleuth like, bozo's can say for themselves. This is me thinking that the green eyed monster is rearing it's ugly head. The second thing was the shoes. These Urm, is it me, or can a whole other foot squeeze in behind her own, someone must have gone through big sis Kimmy's closet before her big night out.

With Kim sporting much more comfy looking cork wedges and a leopard dress which apparently she'd been wearing all the way on her flight to Vegas. Although she wasn't at her freshest, she still looks fabulous as usual, after all she is Kim freaking Kardashian. Back to Kylie, although she is Mrs have-it-all, she looks like she needs a tad bit of a foot massage. Maybe its the new Louboutin's shes trying on (pft, what 14 year old DOESN'T have the odd pair of Loubies in her closet) or the rough nights she spends out partying, whatever it is, needs to be treated. What is it with that girl having curves in places 14 year olds should not have curves in? (or is it just the bandage dress) Apart from the fact that she look about twice my height, shes got boobs and quite some junk in her trunk. AND Why is she wearing beige with white,silver and grey?

 I mean ,hasn't mommy Kris ever taught her about not wearing more than 3 colours at one go? In her favour, she didn't go too badly out of proportion with the make up. All in all Kylie looks like a fine young lady... although most people her age would still be running around in their jammies eating coco pops and watching day time tv. Kendall (far right)on the other hand, 2 years Kylie's senior, should be blossoming into her partying era, wearing a cute and slightly more understated minidress and taupe, peep toes, and long hair au-natural (sort of). Considering she's still a tender 16 years old, she looks just right. Maybe if the girls had swapped outfits, the tabloids would have a little less to say regarding the matter.

 Now that we're on the Kardashian topic, I just want to comment slightly on big sister Khloe who is looking fabulous as ever, till you get to her feet. Suiting a pair of summery leather open toed sandals which look more dominatrix than red carpet, as opposed to half-sister Kylie, Khloe's shoes look a few sizes too small, with her toes oozing out of the front of her shoes, she looks a bit less than perfect. Although she wins points for the dip dye, metallic red nails, and the gorgeous accessories. The dress isn't my favourite, although I can't say she doesn't look like a godess in it. 

How can I close this in depth commentary about the dashing-dashians without mentioning the one and only, Kourtney. Having had her fair share of modelling,acting and socializing shes sporting the classic up do, posh hair band and va va voom red lips. Which btw go great with her mocha latte skin and those fahahaaab earrings. Wearing shoes similar to mother Kris, Kourt looks more sophisticated than her mom in a sheer long-sleeved button up layered dress, and the ever so cute shimmery clutch. Looking a tad bit more pasty and understated than(orange)mom Kris, who goes all out shimmery and hoopy on our asses, looking not much older then her daughters, but hey, she is manager and entrepreneur of the century having managed all the Kardashian sisters AND had the time to play mommy X 6. Well, I guess the Kardashian's once again got the better of me.

What can I say, i'm a die hard groupie

. Until next time, Au revoir.
-N.H x

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Mambo Number Five.


So i'm sitting in my room, practically crying because I can't, for the life of me, find a dress to wear this NYE. Now it took me a whole month to decide WHERE i'm going, but WHAT i'm wearing is a whole other story.
Although I seem to have summed it down to these last five babies, I'm still looking round to see if I spot a budget friendly, aesthetic, dress which might not make me look like a troller on NYE and have me resort to having my midnight kiss come about from my best friend, or the only other person in the room not being kissed, which is not your usual prince charming moment.
Take a looky and tell me what you think.
-N.H x




Saturday, December 10, 2011

Who cares what you think.

I feel like Hansel and Gretel's evil stepmother. How dare I use and abuse you like that? Then, have the face to abandon you for an entire summer. How rude? Although I think we have already established that, haven't we?

Well, since I've been such a bad mother, i'm going to try my best to make it up to you, with a crash course on my wish-list, because really, I am an individualistic, self- obsessed, egomaniac and I don't really give a shit what other people are doing, unless they're on some hot shot magazine, and the most important things for me are looking good, being thin, having good hair, and getting what I want.

Although there are bouts of 'nice' and 'kind' and 'good' in me, they are often overshadowed with the disastrous self-centered teenage hormones, or whatever they are.

Well, update No 1. I now want this phone instead, do we see a pattern here?
I want this tattoo, because I'm a suppressed emo who strives for freedom, and who missed her curfew by a couple (3) of hours last Wednesday, and am therefore rebelling against my sadistic parents. But hey, just normal Saturday morning, is it not?

and this IS going to be my christmas hair.


There, I think i've summed up the most important things in my life.
Later i'll post some worthless jibber jabber about other people.

But until then, I bid you,
Adieu.
-N.H x

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The chronicles of a Flicker.

I have just watched 'The Last King of Scotland'
Did you know it isn't about an actual king? How disappointing.
I was seriously expecting the suits of armour and the crowns and shizer. Although James Mc Avoy is not a dissapointment as the sultry, sexy and rebellious Dr. Nicholas Garrigan. Not the kind of guy you'd expect for a womaniser...but ah well - oobla-dee oobla-daa...or something like that.Sadly enough I only got that movie from the tail...wouldn't mind watching it some time when I'm bored... But then again I said that about 'Black Swan' and I still haven't gotten round to that too.
However, I was lamely flicking through channels when I came across some manky Arab channel... Turns out it has some wicked movies, now im sitting cosy-comfy, waiting for Blood Diamond to start... Leonardo Di Caprio? Si!
I hear opening credits. Looks like the time has come.
Asta la pasta! ;)
-N.H x

Friday, June 10, 2011

You can't pray away the gay.

There is a guy. In a suit. There is a guy, in a suit, on Facebook- telling people that being gay is bad.
That Jesus will hate you for being gay, that you have to 'pray away the gay'. (All rights reserved)
You can make yourself straight, if you thought about it hard enough and contemplated willingly enough. If you are gay, you may-well have bought yourself an express ticket to hell, cause you're screwed.

Seriously?

Now, I'm not big on Jesus any more, me and Him, we don't talk much, and we don't get on very well but my mother... my mother was a Jesus groupie... so Jesus, was kind of a huge part of my childhood, and if there was one thing I learned from having a Jesus-groupie for a mother, is that you can not pray away the freaking gay.

'God is love, who ever lives in love- lives in God, and God in him.'
'The lord loves righteousness and justice; the earth is full of his unfailing love.'
'A new commandment that I give unto you, that you love one another.'


Say that, to whoever wants to pray away the gay.

I mean really, when people tell you that you can NOT, under any circumstances think about the elephant... What do you do?

You think about the freaking elephant.
-N.H x


Saturday, May 28, 2011

Sonnet 116 - William Shakepseare.

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.



Smart man. I wonder how many times he used these to get laid
-N.H x.

Friday, May 27, 2011

Life's a bitch. Then you marry one. Then you die.


Whose taking me to watch this?

Reese Witherspoon, Robert Pattinson and Christopher Walltz? Yum?
Dailymail gave it a *** rating, and I quote ' Verdict: Big top notch production, rock bottom script' and 'Titanic on dry land' , 'More fizzle than sizzle','They fail to ignite the screen with any hint of chemistry'

Am I missing something here?

Oh right, If she were a couple of years older than she already is- she could pass as his mother. (No offence or anything)
Perhaps she should stick to Mark Ruffalo. Now that, was a cute couple.

Anyways, I'm still dying (and a bit) to watch it. Considering my minor obsession with the circus... and Reese Witherspoon's outfits...

and whilst Reese is out there, wearing hot clothes and doing R.P. , i'm here, in my study, writing notes about Political Correctness.

Life is unfair sometimes.
 -N.H x

X days till Summer. X = 27


I have exams. In four days. I have exams in four days and I'm blogging. I am a very bad person. I should go to hell. Which I will if I fail these exams. It's called 'Repeating First Year'.
Anyway, I don't have anything particular to write about. (Have I mentioned how addicting it is to write in this thing? -and also , I lack human contact since I stayed home to study today. Study of course meaning I woke up late and missed my first two lectures and I stayed home so I wouldn't waste a whole day)

Well there is one thing I'm incredibly excited for. Summer! It's my favourite season of the year. It's everyone's favourite season of the year. Even Shakespeare. Especially Shakespeare... & Shakespeare wasn't even going to spend 5 whole weeks in Italy and 1 week in the South of France this summer either. I mean, can you say 'Heaven'?






I'm spending my summer here? Baby Jesus loves me.

-N.H x

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Anyone here volunteers to spot me €1k?

I'm not quite sure if this is a case of obsession, a phase, verbal diarrhoea, or the sad, sad story of a lonely girl who likes shoes. however, I was sifting through the usual sites to get my dose of daily mail, and what do I stumble on?

THIS! - Emma freaking Roberts, In Lady Daf's - Does the world hate me? Or am I just meant to suffer before I stumble upon a rich, handsome, kind, plastic-surgeon, who is heir to bazillions of millions and give them all to Me Me Me Me!

Either that, or i'm stuck ordering from Boohoo for the rest of my life... No offence to the website or anything, cause with my budget, they're my god... But... Lou-freaking-boutins!

God I hate it when people remind me i'm not Mrs Lifestyle of the Rich and Famous.
-N.H x

Happily ever after?

This morning, during my English Lit lesson, we came across this poem by Louise Gluck. Its about the aftermath of Hansel and Gretel. Basically it's saying that Gretel committed manslaughter on another person and her brother couldn't give two flying shits about it, not only that but he seems to have forgotten... is it me, or does Hansel come across as an ungrateful little bastard?
This got me thinking, there are some creepy ass hidden agendas in most fairytales, when you think about it, most of them are twisted, psychotic and utterly off the wagon..

Like, Cinderella...First off, the Brothers Grimm bluntly imply that Step-families are pure, unadulterated evil, and its probably the reason why , at first (and by at first I mean now) I would have paid a hit man to exterminate my Step-monst...er I mean mother, cause I've been influenced by the horrid bitch in that tale. Secondly, they point out that not only is it okay to break the rules, run away till midnight to party hard, get with a random guy AND lie about it, but also, leave your clothes around the whole freaking kingdom like some kind of trailer-trash girl.

Seriously, ALL fairytales are screwed up big time..

Snow white? Broke into a house, lived with 7 men, threatened to starve them if they didn't do as she pleased. Jasmine? Forbidden relationship with a hobo, runs away on a flying carpet with a random guy to a cave. Little Red Riding Hood didn't listen to her mother and went to the forest. Pinocchio was a liar. Robin Hood was a thief. Tarzan walked without clothes on. Sleeping Beauty was kissed by a stranger and married him. The Little Mermaid? Ran around naked and sold her soul, for a guy... Alice in freaking wonderland? Drinks random things, eats strange foods, talks to strangers - That whole story is just one huge Pot-trip...

Jeez! No wonder this generation is so screwed up...
Moral of the blog: Keep your offspring away from fairytales...
Totally going to burn all my Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen and all those wacko authors.

Until next time...
Keep on keepin' on :D

Peace (V)
-N.H x

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

For, usually and fitly , the presence of an introduction is held to imply that there is something of consequence and importance to be introduced.

Arthur Machen said that. Smart man. --Is he like, right?

Well yeah, he kinda is. I'm not the happy, have-point-in-blog, dedicate-time-to-blog kinda person. I'm here because I haven't got the concentration to aid a fried peanut, and because I have finals in a week and I can't be arsed to get off by blue futon and do something useful with myself. There may be bouts of sexual innuendo and swearing in this blog.

How rude am I?

Like seriously rude.

I think I should introduce myself.

Hi. I'm Navy Heels, and I coined the name from my very own pair of 6" Suede Navy Blue Heels. I got them on bargain at this wicked store. I've worn them less than 10 times and they hurt like a bitch but they are my most prized possession and i'm passionately in love with them. I'm this weird teenage chick who always needs to pee. I have constant headaches and I correct people's English. Oh, and I like Grey's Anatomy. Like, a lot.
I think I have a minor obsession with fruit. I want this phone really bad and I want to move out of my parents' house. Like soon. I like quotes, different people's quotes-- cause it's like I'm not the only dark and twisted one here. It's like famous people are dark and twisted too.

That's very cool.

Am I wrong to feel like I'm speaking to myself here?

Maybe I am as dark and twisted as I thought.

Oh well, Arthur Machen was right after all.

-N.H x