It's quite easy to let tiny things bother you, isn't it? Just this morning I got very irate because Morrisons had run out of limes, which is actually pathetic. I'm also partial to a bit of loud sighing or a small tantrum if someone's on the piece of equipment I want to use at the… Continue reading 10 great little moments
***Food porn alert, may make you hungry*** Oh hi hi, how are we all? Welcome to my first ever food post. Eating is a highlight of my day (I mean that seriously) so I can’t quite believe it’s taken me this long to do one. Anyway, we’re here now, so I'll get on with it.… Continue reading Eating at Norwich Market: my top vegan food picks
I absolutely love shopping. Not the most profound of statements, I know – I’m pretty sure almost everyone likes new clothes – but I have a bit of a problem with buying things, wearing them once, then shoving them to the back of the wardrobe, never to be seen again. What I’m trying to say… Continue reading Making my wardrobe work harder: styling a tan midi skirt
This blog post features a series of photos. They are photos of myself, that I got my (very patient and obliging) boyfriend to take of me, wearing some jeans and shoes I like, in front of some garage doors I thought looked cool. That’s strange, isn’t it? Seeing it written like that, it’s really, really… Continue reading Is this narcissistic?
A few weeks ago I hopped on a plane to Marseille for a couple of days of girly fun with one of my gal pals. We booked it essentially because it was the cheapest place we could find to go on the dates we were planning so I didn't really have any expectations for what… Continue reading Two days in Marseille
I know it may seem a little excessive to write a whole post on a shampoo and conditioner, but honestly this is one of my favourite haircare discoveries of recent years so it looks like I’m doing it anyway. It’s also part of a more serious and important topic that has become part of how… Continue reading Detoxing my hair the cruelty-free way
Today I’m stepping out of my comfort zone, because while it’s great and lovely and comforting to do the things you know, there’s a lot to be said for having a bash at something new. When I was young and stupid (and I don’t mean that if you are young then you are automatically stupid,… Continue reading The first one: stepping out of my comfort zone