Quotes On Originality Which Have Not Originally Come From Me

Previously on JoyfulAntidotes, I used to do a quotes series each week on a different topic. I concluded that series at the beginning of this year as I wanted to put more of my own words here rather than that of others. At the same time, my quotes posts were quite popular and I really enjoyed doing them. So as I was thinking of something to write about today, I thought I would do a one-off quote post. A one-off quote post on originality. Somewhat of a contradiction I know, but I hope you enjoy it.


I stay true to myself and my style, and I am always pushing myself to be aware of that and be original – Aaliyah


This is what I learned: that everybody is talented, original and has something important to say – Brenda Ueland


There are no original ideas. There are only original people – Barbara Grizzuti Harrison


If you want to be original just try being yourself, because God has never made two people exactly alike – Bernard Meltzer

If you do not express your own original ideas, if you do not listen to your own being, you will have betrayed yourself – Rollo May

New! New! New!

What’s new? Well, quite a few things at the moment! I am trying to make some minor changes in life, but even though they are small, they have been hard to achieve. Human nature certainly allows us to become fearful of change. I should cut myself off here before I get too philosophical but these changes are so minor they are laughable.

New foundation!

Admittedly, this one was a bit of a mistake. I have been using Clinique’s Repairwear Foundation in number 3 for about 7 years now. It is perfect for my skin tone, dry skin and redness. It took me so long to find the ideal foundation for me so you can imagine how gutted I was when I opened up a new bottle to find that they had a new formula and colour system. This overwhelming sadness thankfully did not last for too long and resulted in my having a new foundation that doesn’t make me look dead. A full review on the product is coming soon.


New clothes:


I hate all my clothes. We have all had that experience. I looked in my wardrobe one day to find many of the items there were outdated and didn’t reflect me personally anymore. A good excuse to go shopping. The hard part is finding items which reflect my “new style”. It is too easy to buy similar clothing to what I own already, and to buy pieces just because they are on sale. This is why I am not rushing into anything and buying things bit by bit, and only if I really like them. Here is a dress that I bought in H&M at the weekend which I love:




I am also in the process of toning down my glowing peroxide head to a more natural blond shade. At the time of writing this however, my hair was a mess and was definitely not going up in a picture here. Guests you will just have to wait a bit longer to see my progress.


M is for Moooooooovies (And How They Are Not Better Than Books)

Movies, films, flicks. What other great way is there to spend a few hours than watching the latest releases. Ok, there are definitely others. Reading a book is perhaps my ideal way to spend a lazy afternoon. I do like a good movie as well though. What happens when a choice has to be made between the two? Watch a movie based on one of your favorite books! As that wonderful meerkat on the TV would say, ‘Simples!’


Except it is not so simple. Let me tell you why. 80% of the time the movie is a massive letdown, sometimes even a disaster. Don’t argue with me because you know it is true. So many times I have been let down by a book-come-movie. One which I also use as an example is ‘My Sister’s Keeper’ by Jodi Picoult. We know from my last post that I am a massive Jodi Picoult fan and to be let down by one of her greatest plots was an absolute heartbreak for me (no exaggeration). The ending was completely different and not as great as the original. Another movie which did not live up to the emotion the book portrayed was ‘The Soloist’ by Steve Lopez. My feelings ended up in all the wrong places there.


So, why bring up this rant now? Well, besides the fact that it has been bubbling inside me for a while now, I am going to see Divergent tonight and I am praying that it does not let me down. My inside sources (my sister) tell me that there are only minor changes and the movie sticks very closely to the plot of the book. See me ranting on Twitter (@joycorkery) later on tonight if this is not the case.


Eating in Budapest: Lángos

Today’s post incorporates two of my current ‘hot topics’ under the letter “L” – food and Budapest. I went to Budapest back in March and I cannot stop thinking about it ever since. You can read some more of my ramblings about the city by clicking here and reading a previous post about it, but right now it is all about Lángos. Sweet, sweet Lángos.


So, what is it? Basically, Lángos is fried dough? Doesn’t sound too appealing does it? I thought the same too when a friend recommended it to me and I looked it up. I really wanted to try something traditionally Hungarian and came across a Lángos stand bright and early on a Saturday morning in the Central Market Hall. Between two of us, we got the plan variety and one topped with garlic. One bite and I was hooked! I couldn’t get it down my fast enough which was hard because as you can imagine, it was quite filling. The plain one was delicious but my heart definitely lies with having a garlic topping. Be sure that you absolutely love garlic before ordering though because many whole cloves will be hitting your palette. It cost approximately 200 HUF for one which converts into under a euro for this wonderful delight. I teamed it with a bottle of cola and it was ‘bye, bye’ hangover.


I really love to try new foods and Lángos certainly has ranked itself high up on my list. If you know of a regional delicacy which is a must-try and suitable for a pescatarian diet, then do comment below!


Photo via FlickrCC.



J & K Together: Jodi Picoult and Kylie Minogue

Happy Monday everybody! I hope that wherever you are, it is nicer than the awful grey clouds I am looking at this morning. Anyway, today’s post is a combination of ‘J’ and ‘K’, and I thought I would dedicate it to two of my favorite ladies at the moment – Jodi Picoult and Kylie Minogue.

Jodi Picoult is my favourite author. Ever. The first book I read by her (sorry but I can’t remember exactly which one) felt like a gift from the great book Gods. I bought it, and many of her other books, in a local newsagent because they were reduced to €5 and the plotlines looked relatively decent. What a bland first thought in comparison to how I feel about her work now.

For anybody who is not familiar with the work of Picoult, she usually writes about ethical issues and moral dilemmas from abusive relationships, to custody battles to whether or not a person’s life support machine should be turned off. Real true to life and well-researched stuff which allow you to get really sucked into her books. My favorite is ‘The Pact’ which is basically about a suicide pact between two teenagers. A wonderful read if not a tad depressing.

I never really was that into Kylie Minogue. I found her music uplifting and enjoyable, but I wasn’t a huge fan. That changed considerably after watching a few episodes of ‘The Voice’. Now I cannot stop listening to her music everyday in work, and I was even considering going to her concert until I saw that the cheapest ticket was €70. Sorry Kylie, I just haven’t got the money for that. It was certainly her personality that drew me in more. She is really friendly, cheerful, funny and a bit flirty. And of course her wardrobe is to die for. Obviously I thought she was gorgeous before, but it goes to show that it is personality which really makes a person beautiful.


Instagram & I

Instagram. My new favourite app. I am not really a lover of taking pictures, but the nosey side of my loves trawling through the pictures of others. I do post my own pictures from time to time though. It is a good forum for finding people with similar interests I think. I especially love it for connecting with other pescatrians and getting some great melas ideas. The one thing I do not like is the amount of selfies people put up. Who really needs to have that many pictures of themselves. The people who claim that they are not fishing for compliments or they were just ‘messing around’ – you have nobody fooled! Anyway, I am sure you all know what Instagram is and how it works, so I will shut my trap now and just share with you some of my favourite Instagram pictures. Taken by me. I am that kind of person.









Lee Stafford Poker Straight Flat Iron Protection Shine Mist Review

Today’s post is all about hair and a particular hair product that I use. The product even begins with ‘H’ as well! It is the Lee Stafford Poker Straight Flat Iron Protection Shine Mist!


You can see from the picture below that the product has now been all used up which is of course a good thing. Admittedly I was never a one for heat protection on my hair but a lecture from my sister made me change my mind. I have cut down on using the GHD in general anyway but every bit of protection for my flowing locks helps. This fact makes the total outcome of the product harder to judge. However, during the times that I do straighten my hair, I can definitely say that my hair has begun to crack less. Likewise when I just use a hairdryer (something which I have been trying to cut back on also.


It smells great. I have seen people comment otherwise on this though so I guess that statement is down to personal preference. Does my hair become get-out-your-sunglasses shiny when I use it. To be honest I can’t tell the difference. My hair is too dull and lifeless at the moment to claim such a thing. But, I have noticed that my hair stays straighter for significantly longer which is a God send for somebody with frizzy hair.

I would recommend this product but be aware that I have never had a full use of another heat protection spray. Nevertheless, I probably would repurchase this as there are some areas in beauty where the more expensive products (this retails at approximately €10) are worth it. Hair protection is certainly one.


The German Language Still Plagues My Mind

life_is_too_short_to_learn_GermanThe German language and myself have had a love/hate relationship since the moment I set foot in this country. I want to learn the language, but the language is using all of its powers of resistance not to enter into and stay in my brain. This struggle is coming to a 3-year mark soon.


Some of you may remember my post ‘Ich spreche nicht Deutsche’ from back in April 2012. It has been one of my most popular posts to date which soothes me in that I am not the only German language idiot out there. Things were pretty bad back then, but how have they progressed over time?


I still can’t speak German very well. No surprises there. I took German classes to get myself up to the B1 level but decided to take a break from going to language school at the start of the year. My Lord has it been hard to get back into things. So many promises made to myself have been broken – getting a tandem partner, speaking German with friends, self-learning from books. Such laziness and lack of motivation on my part has made it that I cannot blame anybody else for my lack of skills. The only thing I actually do on a regular basis is play the Duolingo app which I highly recommend.


This is the point in the blog post where I would usually ask for tips in how to learn a language. However, this is not what I need now. Instead, I would be forever grateful if somebody could give me tips on how to motivate myself and to shake away my insecurities in speaking in front of other. Hit the comments section please!


No Longer Am I Forever 21



Since Christmas, I have had a voucher for Forever 21 burning a hole in my pocket. I seemed to have gone off shopping in the last few months, with the need to spend my money on more necessary things creeping in. I am officially an adult. A couple of half-hearted attempts were made to try to spend it with no success until a couple of weeks ago when luck was in my favour.


The key to shopping I learned was to go on my own. A good hour was needed rummaging through everything, and another half was spent in the changing room. The second thing I learned was that I am no longer ‘forever 21’. While I am happy with the purchases you can see below, I felt much too old at the ripe age of 26 for 50% of what was stocked there. Not something that can be blamed on the store itself, I felt as if I was bulging out in the wrong places, and the colourful prints of the bodycon dresses were stretched and misshapen on me. The other half of the stock I loved but my size was gone. Typical.


Has anybody else hit a mid-20’s crisis in regards to their personal style? I hate everything in my wardrobe but have no idea what to replace them with. Either I feel like a frumpy old granny, or like I am trying to dress like somebody fresh out of secondary school. Any tips are as always very welcome.




Everything Sometimes Takes a While to Come

E is for everything and today I am going to address three different things in this short blog post.

Firstly, yes, I know that I missed out on posting on Saturday and completely broke the rules of the A-Z Challenge. I did beat myself up about it a bit, but in all honesty, I am really not that bothered. Yes there were rules to follow and I probably should have kept to them. But the reason I took up this challenge in the first place was just to encourage myself to blog more often, and also to connect with more people in the blogging community. I can carry on doing this even if I have missed a day.


Number 2. I finally watched Frozen. No point in blabbing on about it here because I am probably one of few who had not seen it already. All I want to say really is that it was amazing, and my favourite thing about it can be seen in the picture below.

Picture via Facebook.

Picture via Facebook.


Lastly is another admission of fail. I broke my Lent resolution and ate bread. It was my own fault really for making a resolution that was not whole-hearted enough. Just because other people said that bread is bad for you I decided to cut it out. Moral of the story? Only do things because you want to do them.