Hey guys, It’s been a while! there is a reason for that. I’ve been ill, yep! AGAIN. I thought I would talk about how I’ve been feeling lately because I know you lot like reading and relating to my lifestyle posts. It seems that I’m ill more than I am well lately and it’s getting me pretty down. It’s getting me down because I’m missing out on things. Things I enjoy doing the most. Remember that one kid who was always ill at school and had to be always taken out of lesson? Well yeah, I’m now kinda like that kid but in my 20s haha. Having a weakend immune system means I’m at home a lot and yes one of the advantages of blogging is that you can work and make money from home and that’s all fine and dandy until you’re home for too long. There’s only so much you can do.
Hello, It’s me! I had been a little behind on my blog lately but I’m back with lots of new ideas and content to share with ya! So, today is all about cleaning out that wardrobe and letting go of those jeans you’ve probably had since being 18 years old. Little exaggeration? uh no, you’d be surprised how many of us keep useless items of clothing for so many years. Being a fashion blogger with no actual ‘personal style’ means my wardrobe can get a little out of hand sometimes, my rail was ready to collapse last week but my dad came to save the day just in time. I have no more room on my rail whatsoever, so a lot of my clothes get put in a spare room now which my dad is NOT happy about. He’s always confused to why I have so many clothes and why I cling on to things I never actually wear no more. I’ve always been emotionally attached to clothes, is that weird? probably. I find it so hard to get rid of clothes when they have made amazing memories with me, been to places with me, made me look sassy when going through breakups, helped me experiment with style and most important of all, covered up my naked body. Its kind of like a baby’s blanket.
introvert: noun –a shy, reticent person.
So last week I read an article in Glamour magazine which really hit home for me. It was all about introverts and how we are becoming more popular. I was always the quiet one at school who hated sitting in the dinner hall because it was too noisy and over crowded! I never really enjoyed big social events and found them really exhausting and I hated being put on the spot which was a common thing in school because teachers seem to like picking on the quiet ones… like if I wanted to give my opinion I would have put my hand up right? Most of the time I get my energy from being on my own and doing my own thing, Sometimes I like to go to a cafe for a brew on my own, which is now being accepted when it was once frowned upon with the whole ‘loner’ thing. I’ll hang out with friends when I feel like I want to, rather than force myself out into every social gathering there is. In social situations I like to sit and listen to the other person rather than have quick pointless chit-chat and there is something I kinda like about awkward silences, they make us human!
Last week was mental health awareness week so I decided to write up a post about something I’ve struggled with and that is relationships. I’ve written this post hoping that people will be able to relate and not feel alone. It’s so important that we start speaking up about mental health instead of sweeping it under the mat. This blog has always been a space where I’ve spoken about my experiences and it feels so fab to get feedback and other people sharing their stories or relating to mine. A while ago I wrote a post about living and growing up on a council estate (read here) and the feedback was just amazing. It inspired me to write more about my personal experiences and how I’ve dealt with them.
So, we’ve all experienced heartbreak at some point in our life or even some of you may be going through it right now. The type of heartbreak that shatters you into 15427648274 pieces and you’re trying your best to put yourself back together but none of the pieces seem to fit. The type of heartbreak that leaves you crying for weeks, months, years! The type of heartbreak that makes you feel so many emotions you feel numb. The type of heartbreak that makes you feel like it’s the end of the world and that you will never find love again. I know this is starting to sound like the start of a rom com film but we’ve all been there! I’m glad to say I’m not in that misery anymore and this is why I’m wanting to share my whole experience with it (but pls feel free to still send chocolates, ice cream and flowers my way pls).
Hey hey! I thought I would write-up a quick post for you today on how I stay inspired and hopefully it may help you to stay inspired too. A few weeks ago I was ill, I couldn’t go out the house much so I was basically either in a hospital bed or in my own bed/couch. I started to feel really shitty about myself and my blog. I wasn’t able to get any posts written up because I couldn’t go out and get photo shoots done and I was surrounded by either my own home or nurses and other people who were ill. Don’t get me wrong I’m always truly inspired and amazed by nurses and doctors and what they do for us but I couldn’t help but stare down at my snot green hospital socks whilst hooked to a drip and think ‘I NEED SOME INSPIRATION, I AM GOING INSANE!’