I travelled a lot when I was younger. Me and my family rarely sat still, we were constantly on the move. I was taught at home for a lot of my childhood because we moved around so much so I’m used to not settling in one place. Continue reading “I ain’t no city slicker…”
A few weeks ago I was heading for an evening out with with some friends. I hadn’t been out in an absolute age (seriously, picture a barren desert with no water but swap the water out for alcohol… You get the picture…) so I was, as you can imagine, chomping at the bit for a tipple or two. Like any of you out there I love to have an excuse to get my glad-rags on and put on that deep red lip and don that extra long eye-liner flick. Continue reading “The ones that got away…”
I don’t know about you but every time February comes round I am incredibly bored of winter. It’s one of those “meh” months. There are no particularly exciting holidays or events (I don’t count Valentines Day as an important enough or exciting enough holiday, sorry! Pancake Day on the other hand, I can get on board with…) and the weather is never exciting either. We are all fed up of the cold and find ourselves pining for the spring that is oh so reluctant to make an appearance.
I haven’t properly sat down and written a blog in over five months now. I feel like I have been the worst blogger in not providing posts for you guys to muse over especially as I’ve not long started this whole blogging palaver. But every time I’ve sat down to bring you guys my latest fashion woes or my feelings towards life after University it all fell flat and felt completely irrelevant. There has been something stopping me every time I crack open my laptop and I’m going to share it with you all now.
I’m not sure how this is going to read or if it will come over as oversharing but I feel like this post was one that I have to write before I can get back onto the ol’ blogging horse and properly start writing again. So here it is.
This post has been a long time coming. It’s one that I really felt I needed to write. It’s a ‘personal life advice’ sorta post, so apologies in advance! I’m not normally one for passionate posts and if you ask my friends and people that I know I am the last person they would turn to for advice. It’s not that I don’t care, I really do, but I am atrociously rubbish at this stuff (Picture Mark Corrigan from Peep Show awkwardly hugging someone and thats sort of me…) So this is a post and a leap (well maybe just a small hop!) into something new in every sense of the phrase… (This will all make sense I promise!) Continue reading “The leap into the unknown…”
My tan might be fading and I may now be back sat in my flat in little old Oxford listening to the torrential rain pelting my window but for now I’m going to reminisce and pretend I’m back basking in the glorious Italian sun…
ROME…. WHERE DO I BEGIN?? Continue reading “A Roman Holiday…”
This is my first ever blog post and I know that this is going to be all levels of awkward for everyone involved in the process, the title is a bloody Lionel Ritchie song for god’s sake… So I guess this is an apology in advance in a hope that this relieves the pain a little and starts the healing process before it’s even over! Continue reading “Hello, is it me you’re looking for…?”