Food Guilt – Where’s the Crime?

Food Guilt – Where’s the Crime?

I LOVE food. And yes I would hold my hands up to being a self-confessed foodie. Dining out at my favourite restaurants can become so regular it’s almost religious, and as a slight food snob; if my food isn’t freshly cooked and full of flavour, you’ll be scratched off my friend’s list. (As if I’d ever socialise with such heathens…

Life is Messy

Life is Messy

I’ve started to realise that we all put ourselves under far too much pressure to live a so called ‘perfect life’. I have friends who wonder if they’ve made the right decisions in their work choices, relationships and all that’s between. Really beating themselves up that they’re not more successful or haven’t got to where they wanted to be at…

Give Me All The Glitter….

Give Me All The Glitter….

I’ll never forget the time I had my introduction into Primary School. I was shown around my new ‘big school’, and after the tour had finished I politely asked the teacher where the dressing up box was for break times. When she replied that there was no such thing at this new ‘big school’, the tears of shock began. In…

Over to You…

Over to You…

I’ve been blogging for far longer than I’d like to admit, and if you’ve been reading since then –  well! – you deserve a medal. But whilst I’ve surprisingly always got something to say, what has made the biggest impact on my blogging is your comments and stories. There have been times when I’ve sat talking with my friends, family…

Whatever Happened to the Art of Conversation?…

Whatever Happened to the Art of Conversation?…

When I was recently scrolling through my timeline in a moment of procrastination, I stumbled upon an update from my nephew, and there in the comments were streams of emoji’s. I sat there for a good few minutes attempting to decipher this new language, (and yes, I hasten to admit I did also attempt a google search trying to work…

Embrace the Journey…

Embrace the Journey…

I don’t know where on earth I conjured up the aspiration, but for a long time I held the strong belief that by the age of 30, I wanted to be married with children. I laugh at this now, because although I’m creeping ever closer to the big 3 0, I see this as a rather naïve goal that actually…

Don’t Be Divided

Don’t Be Divided

It doesn’t matter if you voted remain or leave, what has become apparent to me is that we are on the brink of change, and rather than join together to see what we can do as a nation, we have become strongly divided -  to the point where I have seen disgraceful bullying from both sides condemning those for using…

War Paint

War Paint

I can vividly remember my very first bottle of nail polish. It was a barbie pink glitter that delighted me so much in it's sparklyness that I insisted on attempting to paint my bunk bed with it. (Suffice to say it didn't go very far.) After that first whiff of polish and the pleasure of seeing my nails transform with…

My Choices….Not Yours

My Choices….Not Yours

At the beginning of this year I made a dramatic life choice. One that not only turned my own world upside down, but others too. It wasn’t an easy choice, and it was by no means lacking in thought for anyone else involved. Yet when I made the decision and told friends and family, the reaction was as mixed as…

A Lesson in Dressing from Bo Gilbert

A Lesson in Dressing from Bo Gilbert

When Harvey Nichols announced their advert in the 100th Birthday Edition of Vogue would feature a 100 year-old model, I had to find out more about the woman sat so elegantly in pink who is set to become the first centenarian model in British Vogue. As the typical age of a fashion model is between 16-25, Harvey Nichols went against…