From the age of about 14-18 my mum would take me to Camden for my birthday. It became a tradition to us. I would rummage the market for vintage clothes. Back then, ten years ago (bloody hell) I would pretty much dress tip to toe in vintage and all kinds of pieces from the local charity shop. A group of former friends and I would hop on a bus to Bedford, which at the time had the best vintage finds! We would fill carrier bag after carrier bag. I would pick up all sorts; over-sized floral dresses (and then chop them up at home) pair them with…
‘Oh my god, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75 and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forget to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and and radical silliness and staring of into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen’. This quote resonated with me more than any, ever.…
‘And these are a few of my favourite things’ We’re a week away from July. I mean, what da fuq? Everything is speeding by and I feel like every time I blink another month just passes me by. Cliché? With that, it’s time for a little catch up, from me to you and a run through my favourite things from June. So June has been a really positive month for me in regards to my blog and taking things up a notch. I’ve had the opportunity to work with some really incredible brands, I’ve also been receiving more and more campaigns. It’s great, I’ve been experimenting with…
‘Summer state of mind’ It’s here, the heatwave in which we’ve all been thinking but not saying those pessimistic words ‘when will it end’ (before it’s even begun) out loud in fear of jinxing this beauty we call sunshine. We’re so used to a two second summer (and that’s being generous) I’m so in awe already of how many consecutive sunny weekends we have had already. The pub is ready to pitch me up my pwn spot, I tell you! As much as I am enjoying this oh so glorious weather, as a classic Brit, it doesn’t come without a little, just a small, teeny moan. Shooting in…
Have you seen that meme that reads; ‘Anyone else always bring about 3 times as many knickers as they need when they’re going away somewhere like oh just in case I piss myself every single day of this trip’.. well, that’s me! Packing is not my forte. When the guys booked the flight, the confirmation came over as hand luggage and I freaked. I was like er nope, never, no way, can’t do it. My suitcase was in fact so big it didn’t even fit into the boot of my car (basic bitch Fiat 500) so I had to put all of the back seats down. I’m fully…
