#FashionFridays!

It’s been AGES since I did one of these! I spend my life dressing up as things/people and every now and again I like to record these dress-ups in the form of a #FashionFridays blog. This is one of those occasions! img_3958 Continue reading “#FashionFridays!”

Good Riddance…

…2016!

I think we can all agree that 2016 will go down in the history books as one of strangest years that ever happened. We’ve had more deaths than newspapers had pre-written obituaries for, and then Brexit, and then Trump, not to mention the related rise in hate crimes AND a really rubbish Strictly Come Dancing cast (didn’t even watch the final). I do have to say before I continue that one VERY good thing happened this year; the birth of my beautiful nephew and thank goodness because without this piece of shining glory 2016 would be far too depressing to even write a blog about.

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But as far as the bullshit politics that we have and will continue to be subject to, I think I’ve worked out what the problem is: no one wants to argue anymore! If I had even 1p for the amount of times I’ve been told off for debating at the dinner table I would have a pair of pure silk pyjamas for every. night. of. the. week. And then my life would be complete.

Honestly, Jane Austen books are more confrontational than most of the dinner parties I go to these days; I’m not allowed to talk about politics, religion, comedians, sexual preferences (sex at all), what I thought of last week’s Graham Norton line-up, the list is endless. If anyone disagrees about anything, ANYTHING, like thongs vs. big pants (big pants, obviously) everyone gets really offended and then you’re not allowed to talk anymore and everything gets really awkward and I feel guilty for about two years afterwards.

The problem with this is that no one ever ‘educates’ each other on different standpoints. In the past if someone said “I voted Leave because I’m worried about immigration” I’ve responded by thinking “racist” and then walking away. Mistake. Bad, judgmental me. I’ve had a rethink and actually when we talk to each other about our differing opinions we mingle all that information together and, in time, can make much more informed decisions.

This is why all the American polls were wrong, because no one could tell anyone else how they felt! If they had, they might have been able to partake in open, non-judgemental conversations which may have led to them NOT making the worst decision of they’re lives (I’m not judging…I’m really trying not to judge…okay I’m judging a little bit).

We need to be more open to each other. We need to be a bit less polite! We need to offer each other our opinions and relish in the differing of them, to really listen to each other and to bloody well argue at dinner parties! I feel like having a dinner party where the only subjects anyone is allowed to talk about is religion, politics, gender equality issues and who the new Strictly judge should be. It shall be a Welcome to 2017, Let’s Please Work Together to Make This Year Less SHIT party. Wanna come?

 

Tips For…

…Working Out.

Now this isn’t going to be one of those blog posts where I talk about how I make my own vegan energy bars and get up before 7am everyday to run 7 miles before showering and covering my body in raw organic coconut oil. I really wish it was, I would LOVE to be one of those people but I’m just not.

This is a blog post with a couple of tips on how to drag your arse to the gym if you’re a “I’d rather stay in bed and eat cheese” kind of gal (or guy) like me.

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Forget Halloween Costumes…

…Teenagers Are The Truly Scary Ones.

At the risk of sounding odd, I find teenagers fascinating and frightening in equal measures. I seem to be always driving somewhere when they’re walking home from school and watching them (from the safety of my locked car) is so interesting. During my mildly stalk-like behaviour I’ve noticed a couple of things about young adults, (mainly how early they seem to finish school these days. I was driving home from the supermarket at 2:15pm today and kids in uniforms were walking home! 2:15!), things that caused me to compile a list of advice for all teenagers.

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Brexit Blog…

…only joking! I was going to write a Brexit blog but I came up against two major problems:

  1. I’m working very hard to leave depression behind me so Brexit is absolutely the worst thing to have happened right now. Not only is it the most depressing thing that’s happened to the UK in the past 70-80 years but it’s also going to cause a financial, economical, sociological & political depression, there are just too many depressions in there for me. (Tip to anyone trying to come off antidepressants: don’t trust in the general public, they’ll only let you down, go and live in the forest while you stop taking Citalopram and make friends with the animals – not wolves though.)
  2. I’m in danger of becoming a hateful person, the kind of person who says things like “the problem with the lower classes, is they breed much faster than us” before realising that I’ve said it. So I either have to stay away from these subjects or go and live in a P.G. Wodehouse book.

Therefore! I decided to write about a subject far superior in it’s importance to the demise of the United Kingdom and the conscience of society as a whole – Pop Music.

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Happiness is a Bitch

I haven’t written in ages! In fact it’s been so long that the backend of WordPress has completely changed and I’m only just finding out.

I haven’t blogged predominantly because I’m self-employed and time is a valuable and fleeting commodity but also because I haven’t felt I have all that much to say and this, my friends, is because happiness is a bitch.

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Book Review…

The Gracekeepers, Kirsty Logan

This was the third book I managed to polish off on my honeymoon and it was just as delicious as this sentence implies.

Review of The Gracekeepers by Kirsty Logan

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Book Review…

…The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, Alan Bradley

This was another one of the books that I read on my Scottish honeymoon, it was recommended to me at a ‘Book Spa’ experience (if you haven’t been to one – go to one, it’s like therapy but with literature and tea…and cake), basically because I said I was a bit of an Agatha Christie fan and this book is indeed a murder mystery but a murder mystery with a bit of twist.

The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie, Alan Bradley, Flavia de Luce review

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5 Reasons Why…

…Weddings Are Actually a Good Idea.

Who knew!?

Well not me, thats for sure. In the lead up to my wedding I was a mess, the three days before – a wreck. I was snotty and ill and crying and dreading the ‘big day’ (it makes it worse when people call it that). However, something amazing happened – when I woke up on ‘the morning of’ I was calm, happy, relaxed, still a bit poorly but nothing a lemsip and glass of fizz couldn’t fix. I loved getting ready and then when the actual event got started I actually had the best day of my entire life. It was the opposite of what I expected, but actually exactly what everyone said it would be. I can’t wait to see the wedding video because at the moment it all feels as though it was a really wonderful dream! Yesterday I received these beautiful pictures and they’re really helping it all seem like reality.

We got married!
“We got married!”

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Honeymoon Activities

On my honeymoon I read. I also did other lovely newlywed-related activities; I learned to shoot an arrow (incase my new husband should try to run away) and drive a segway. I also spent many a hilarious hour trying to teach a very long-limbed man how to row a boat, and got bitten in the face by a dog (she didn’t like strangers touching her back end – girl after my own heart) as well as partook in other honeymoon specific activities  (….bamchicawowow). But apart from all that exertional activity, I read.

I used to read an awful lot. I spent my entire childhood in books which eventually led to my degree in English Literature and Creative Writing. However what with the invention of Netflix and highly portable internet devises, my reading time began to twindle but recently I started to fear that my brain was becoming an addled mess of Americanised smush. So I packed my hand luggage full of trusty books (don’t get me started on Kindles) and lugged them all the way to Scotland (where, luckily for me, internet was not in infinite supply).

This leads me to my point (knew I’d get there eventually): Reviews! I am great at criticising, being critical is a particular talent of mine, consider me blessed with the infinitely arched eyebrow (figuratively speaking, I actually can’t raise one eyebrow, I’ve spent hours of my life trying, it really feels like something I should be able to do). So I shall be reviewing each of the books I read during my Scottish retreat, starting with The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender, by Leslye Walton.

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