The Monthly Edit #1

All through last year I did month-by-month reflections, which I would use as a means of keeping track of what I did that month and that is basically it. I didn’t particularly enjoy writing them, I didn’t feel like they were of a high standard, but I had to keep…

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When I was younger

When I was younger, I knew exactly what I wanted to be. I had a childhood dream and a vision of my life when I was older – I didn’t want to be an astronaut, I didn’t want to be famous, I just wanted to write books. I wanted to…

Stripes are back in business

I remember being 13 and completely obsessed with stripes. I had striped playsuits, striped tshirts, probably even striped leggings because trousers aren’t in your radar when you’re that young. They’ve always been a staple in my wardrobe, and it seems like for S/S 18, they’re coming back in. Finally, I…

I am more than my skin

We grow up in an airbrushed world. Everyone is portrayed to be flawless in all senses, thanks to airbrushing. Growing up with acne and awful skin in this world is pretty damning on your self-esteem and your view of yourself. They say comparison is the thief of all joy, and…

Blogging & making friends

Making friends when you’re younger is easy – you both like the same flavour of popcorn so you’re instant, Step-Brothers-esque best friends. It’s a bit of a different story when you’re older and you need some new material because food just doesn’t cut it as a conversation starter anymore. I…

University wasn’t right for me, and that’s okay

I had an unremarkable childhood – it was normal, I went to primary school and I enjoyed it, I went to high school and I hated it. I assumed university was the next choice, as that’s just what’s done. You do the whole education thing and then, when you’re in…

Fighting back against acne with the help of French skincare (and more)

I know what you’re thinking – she sure does natter on about her skin and her acne a lot doesn’t she?! She sure does. And it’s not about to stop. Over New Year, my skin through a massive strop and I was bombarded with a never-ending cycle of cystic acne.…