As it’s the last hot day in the foreseeable future, I thought I’d share these photos Georgia and I shot on the hottest week of the year. Whilst I’m ready for autumn, I’m going to miss the sticky hot weather we have had these past couple of months. My re-useable flasks have developed a whole new selling point, keeping water cool for hours as I explored the city in the…
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Am I getting cold feet about my capsule wardrobe? A big question for a Monday afternoon. When I first discovered the concept of a capsule wardrobe, it felt like a lightbulb switched on in my head. Back in 2016, I was struggling with my style, and specifically… working out what my style even was. I’d spent years floating about, admiring bloggers and emulating my friends’ wardrobes but never quite finding…
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So my spring wardrobe has been having a bit of a moment. I’m so happy with how it’s turned out, after a month or two of planning I think I’ve finally got it honed. And you know what, there was one piece of inspiration in particular that really sped up the process – watching Call Me By Your Name. Tired, bored and unassuming, my old housemates and I sat down…
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Let’s be real, we’ve probably all celebrated Valentines and Galentines at least once in our lives. Last year I was firmly in the Galentines camp, purchasing some “Not Your Baby” pyjamas that I’d wear around the house on nights in, not giving a fuck about what the boyfriends of the house thought. I didn’t want to see or hear anything about the holiday of love, being just at the stage…
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I’ll be the first to admit that I always forget about Black Friday. Maybe it’s because the past couple of years I haven’t been in a strong enough financial position to go mad, or perhaps it’s due to the odd timing of the event, as Thanksgiving isn’t really a thing here in the UK. However this year I’m determined to pick a couple of things up, so here’s a rundown…
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I like to consider myself a relatively well-adjusted twenty two year-old woman. I’m self-employed, making ends meet, go to therapy once a week and get nearly all of my five-a-day. I could be drinking wine in my kitchen every night and avoiding the iMessages I need to respond to like twenty year-old Lucy but no, here I am pushing through those urges to sit on my floor and eat pasta,…
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