Viking Princess

Viking Princess Blog

VPLogoAs a girl who loves blogging, I keep creating new blogs with interesting themes or topics…and they never do well. Except Film and the Female I suppose but I struggle to update that because I foolishly decided that’s an essay blog for feminist posts… Go me.

But one blog that I have set up recently is for my Viking Princess endeavour. As I’ve started making cute little figurines out of polymer clay, I figured I could actually start selling them as I seem to have drummed up a lot of interest with the people around me. I’ve got a website (cheeky plug I know) but it doesn’t have a blog feature, so of course WordPress is my answer (and kind of my home).

I would greatly, greatly appreciate it if you could just have a peek at the new blog…there’s about two posts on it, but I’m working on it, trust.

Thanks so much ❤

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Art

Viking Princess

I’ve always enjoyed making things with my hands, although I was never a fan of resistant materials lessons at school – I knew I would never make it as a carpenter, but I love crafts. I used to make models out of card and cardboard, sometimes houses, arcade games or imaginary friends #toocool.

For Christmas, I received a pack of Sculpey polymer clay samples of all colours of the rainbow and I got realz excited. After scouring Pinterest for jewellery and figurine ideas, I went for it and immediately fell in love.Business card

I’ve become so engrossed in clay modelling that I’ve set up a shop called Viking Princess
so that I can sell and market my creations. You can visit Viking Princess Gifts at Etsy when I’ve opened up the shop and check out my website www.vikingprincess.co.uk for more info!

Before everything kicks off, though, I’d really appreciate it if you could like my page on Facebook and follow me on Twitter and Instagram!

Here are some things that I’ve been making already… PS. The unicorns are my absolute favourites.

Film, Review

The Princess Bride (1987)

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“Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.” – Westley

*Swoon*

The Princess Bride, directed by Rob Reiner is one of the greatest love stories out there, and it’s impossible to deny that without meeting a barrage of angry fans. Described by the grandad (Peter Falk) as a tale filled with “Fencing, fighting, torture, revenge, giants, monsters, chases, escapes, true love, miracles…” it’s a cult classic that has rocked many people’s worlds.

One of those lucky individuals is me.

When I was a pre-teen, Mum put on a VHS tape with no more introduction other than, ‘You will love this film, it’s one of my favourites.’ As many first-time viewers also admit, I was hooked from the start. Now I’m a sucker for a princess / fantasy / fairy tale story, but this particular piece is far more than that. As we see within the film, the grandson who is hearing the story for the first time from his grandad slowly comes around to the idea of romance, action and comedy being stitched together into one masterpiece.

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It’s one of the quirkiest films I’ve ever experienced and I have never seen anything like it since. Following the beautiful character Buttercup (Robin Wright) through her love, her heartbreak, her kidnapping, her forced marriage and her rescue, the film shows us how true love conquers all and ultimately wins. We are introduced to many exciting characters, particularly the dashing Westley, (or Man in Black as he is sometimes known) played by Cary Elwes, and the wonderful Fezzik, played by the great late Andre the Giant, alongside Inigo Montoya, portrayed by Mandy Patinkin. There are many, many amazing actors who play gorgeous characters in The Princess Bride but it would become a very long review if we were to discuss each and every one.

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One of my favourite scenes is towards the end when Fezzik, Inigo and Westley are storming the castle, with Westley recovering from being ‘mostly dead’ – one of the most hilarious concepts I’ve ever heard and seen acted out. Elwes manages to carry off the floppiest body imaginable, all the while successfully staying in character and somehow saving the day (obviously; it doesn’t count as a spoiler). The whole scene depicts three men who were not originally all on good terms working together for true love and for Buttercup’s survival. We see them work together to get into the castle and then split up to follow their own causes (with the exception of Fezzik who mysteriously disappears after Westley heads for Buttercup’s suite). Everything that the film has built up to comes to fruition in this scene and it really gets your blood pumping while still retaining its element of tongue-in-cheek comedy.

We’re presented with some pretty serious themes in The Princess bride, including suicide, torture, forced marriage, death, poisoning, yet we never feel down or miserable. In fact, we find it amusing when Westley is recovering from being tortured, and he can’t even hold up his own head; and it’s hysterical when we first hear the clergyman (Peter Cook) say “Mawage!” during Buttercup’s unwilling ceremony. As well as being incredibly funny at just the right moments, it’s also an emotional roller-coaster. My heart bleeds for Inigo on his quest to avenge his father, killed by the six-fingered man, Count Rugen (Christopher Guest), when he was just a boy. Buttercup also strikes a chord with the audience when she talks about how she died the day that word came to her that Westley was dead. The grasp on true love, whether about soul mates or fathers is perfect and every viewer can relate to one relationship or another. This film draws on every aspect of love that we are capable of feeling, from grandfather and grandson, to love/hate husband and wife, to a kingdom’s love for its future queen.

“As you wish,” Westley’s famous and only line at the beginning of the film will stay with me forever. I want it printed on everything. It means ‘I love you, and I will do anything for you’. He shouts it when Buttercup has thrown him down a very steep incline to show her that it’s him: “Oh my sweet Westley!”

*Sigh* Could this film be any more perfect?

Actually, yes.

For Christmas, Mum gave me the vinyl edition of The Princess Bride soundtrack, by Mark Knopfler from Dire Straits. I’m actually listening to it right now on Spotify which is actually proving to be an intense distraction because I just want to close my eyes and open my heart to the music.

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Reiner wanted a modern twist to the music and I think it’s already stood the test of time, almost 30 years later, being the most perfect cherry on the cake to one of the most perfect films in the world. You can see the scenes in your mind’s eye when you listen to the music, as it fits so snugly with the action. Synonymous with the visuals, the music is a movie in its own right, feeding you emotions and excitement while you try to get on with daily life.

You watch the film partly through the eyes of the grandson, seeing it for the first time, relishing in the wonderment, while not necessarily agreeing with his disgust at the kissing (depending on your age of course). It adds a childlike fascination to the film, as you occasionally check in with the pair reading the book together, and you listen to Peter Falk’s voice, it entrances you and you want to know more. What happens to Buttercup among the shrieking eels? Will Humperdinck (Chris Sarandon) get his way? Tell me more!

With vast landscapes, intricate fire swamps and beautiful castles, it’s a gorgeous film to watch, just to take in the scenery. It’s colourful and bright, different and unique. It’s one of the most quoted films since it’s debut and one of the most loved, proven by the celebrations when it reached its 25th anniversary.

If you enjoy the film, I highly recommend reading Cary Elwes’ book, ‘As You Wish’, all about his experiences in making it and how he still feels about it now. It’s a film that has a special place in the heart of its creators and actors, but also sits snugly in its fans’ hearts, including mine.

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In truth, it’s one of the more difficult films to explain, as there is so much to it, but what can be explained is the emotion that you feel when watching it. It’s a film that I love showing to friends who have not seen it and allowing them to fall in love with it as well. The perfect quotes that have been born from this film will live forever and always crop up in any situation. Just last week, Mum texted me saying “Have fun storming the castle” ten minutes before I went in for an interview (turns out on this occasion I couldn’t storm the castle, but that’s another story).

In the meantime, take Prince Humperdinck’s advice and we will look forward to the 30th anniversary celebrations next year.

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Life Experience, World

Love will be in the air ❤️

It’s Valentine’s Day soon, the day of lurve, romance, beauty and seductive attraction. Ooh, fancy. I’ve had one proper Valentine’s Day, last year with Sam and I loved it. Well, I loved everything about it other than the fact that we went out on the 14th, when millions of other lovebirds also come out for some romantic times. Except, it’s not romantic when you’re packed in, sandwiched between two other couples, trying to enjoy your Bella Italia meal and being careful not to catch fire in the candle which is dangerously positioned on a table not big enough for two grown people. It’s not exactly intimate, never mind romantic and it’s certainly not worth the money when they crank it up 10%.

So this year, our Valentine’s Day will be on the 18th of February, four whole days after the other couples (52% of whom met in Nandos last week) decided to have their romantic night. The plan is to go to a seafood restaurant called Loch Fyne, situated in the heart of York. I’ve trawled the menu, it’s not cheap by any means but it’s a special occasion so it’s appropriate enough. And why shouldn’t someone spoil themselves every so often? We totes deserve it.

A lot of people are bitter towards Valentine’s Day for various reasons, whether it’s because of a bad experience, aversion to cheesy love or just being single, but I really like it. I think it’s a wonderful day and it’s really nice that we have a day set aside for love. Love is one of the greatest things in the world, it literally makes it go round, it’s everywhere. In everyday life, films, books, culture, it affects people more than anything else, for good or for bad. I’M NOT INTENDING TO BE CHEESY BUT love really affects me. I love Sam, I love my family and I love my friends. All different kinds of love, but still love. I consider myself incredibly lucky to have all of this in my life and I don’t know what I would do without it or if I would be the same person that I am.

The imminent booking that we have at Loch Fyne restaurant is keeping me going, this term is coming to a difficult end and I really need to be treated. The only problem with Valentine’s Day for me is trying to find Sam a suitable present…most difficult task ever….

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Misc.

My Cat is a Monster

I’ve had a pretty traumatic morning and I haven’t even been to the opticians yet,..

Everything started out relatively normally; the cat – we’ll call him Sydney (primarily because that is his name…) – was meowing at me incessantly to go outside. It’s been a while since he was out, so I thought, ‘why not?’ He shot out the door and the first thing he did was run for a white butterfly that was merrily flitting about the garden. There was nothing I could do, it all happened so fast as I watched him trap it in his claws and slam it to the ground before he started to tear at its little wings with his razor sharp fangs. It was brutal, but when I had gotten over the initial shock, I ran at him and tore him away from the injured creature and scooped it up in my hands. The terrible beast had torn some of its delicate white wing. Tears flooded everywhere as I fell to my knees and cried to the heavens, “Why, God, why?!”, holding the butterfly up above my head, hoping for some beam of light to shoot from the clouds and heal him.

Well, this isn’t exactly how the events played out, admittedly I may have got a little carried away, but it was traumatic all the same. Traumatic in a ‘agh, you poor butterfly’ kinda way. It did sit in my hands for a while, looking like it was just trying to get its breath back and then I sat it on top of the guinea pig hutch. Eventually it clumsily flew away on top of the kitchen. I’d brought Sydney inside by this point, but he was begging me to go back outside, so I let him. Five minutes later, he’d caught another white butterfly but when I’d grabbed him, he’d learnt from last time and had already eaten it. Ugh, I’m all depressed now. You forget that cats are natural predators when they wake you up on a morning by purring and nuzzling you with their cute and fluffy yet apparent;y sadistic face. -_- Don’t trust cats.

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The picture of innocence