Sunday, May 31, 2015

Q #51


I found this quote floating around Tumblr - I have no idea who this person is, or whether this quote is really attributed to them. I did a google and can find no accurate sources, but I liked the quote, so fuck it. I kind of love that sort of internet bullshit - it could just be someone made it up, who knows...

However my point today is not about the intricacies of ownership on the internet, but how weird things are, when people (and with it, memories) slink back into your life, and it feels like nothing has really changed. I was talking earlier this week about feeling like you've got your shit together, and I most definitely did not feel like I had my shit together when this person popped up. Until that point, I thought I'd made peace with certain feelings, but suddenly I felt like I fell down the rabbit hole again, and I handled it poorly - but it's bizarre how memories of feelings can stick with you, and they will not leave you no matter how hard you try. 

So, whoever wrote this down, some Tumblr philosopher, perhaps, is spot on. Be wary of who you make memories with, because those feelings don't always go away. One day you could be casually scrolling through your Instagram feed, or perusing a selection of wine in the supermarket and you'll realise that they were there all along. By all means, make peace with those memories, accept them for what they are (a poor decision is a learning opportunity, if we're being optimistic!), but maybe don't trick yourself into thinking you'll forget them completely, as I apparently did...

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

spring skincare favourite: kiehl's midnight recovery concentrate review

I've had a few instances of feeling like an adult recently - as a rule, since I've turned 18 I've felt fairly unprepared for adulthood. I'm clearly just one those people that likes to live in my little bubble pretending I'm 17 and nothing can hurt me. Recently I've had some little wake up calls - like realising I have to pay back student loan (a day I thought would never come).
Sometimes everything feels a bit up in the air and - but then I realise that there are small, adult, things I can have control over. Like picking up my favourite bottle of wine at the weekend, buying houseplants and getting excited about looking after them... and sorting out my skin-care routine. Small things, you know, that make me feel like I've got my life in check.

kiehl's midnight recovery concentrate review

I'm a few weeks shy of my 25th birthday, and I think I've finally figured out what works for my skin. It doesn't mean I still don't suffer hormonal breakouts (because anyone that has seen me this week can attest to the volcano that's currently living on my face) but it means I can have my tried and tested products that suit my skin. What I love about knowing that, though, is that you can introduce products, and try them out, and know that you skin probably won't go mental, like it might've done at 16 or 17 years old, and it might even like them.

I wanted to try a facial oil. Whilst I have an more oily forehead and nose area, my cheeks get quite dry, and I've heard good things about this little blue bottle. I do really like it - I'm not sure it works wonders, however, but it makes me feel very pampered, and the smell is divine. It makes my skin feel plumped up and more moisturised; I've been mixing this in with my base when doing my makeup some mornings, and it makes my skin glow like no other.

I always struggle describing smells in writing - but to me this smells like luxury. You know when you're in the Liberty fragrance room and surrounded by those amazing, rich smells and everything feels too expensive for you but gorgeous anyway - that is what this is like. It smells a bit like jasmine and rosehip, and when I have my tobacco and patchouli candle burning, my night-time routine turns into somewhat of an aromatherapy session; and this is mostly why I like this product. It gets me sleepy! I have a terrible time falling asleep when I'm tired, which sounds bizarre, I know, but I just have a very overactive mind and find it incredibly hair to switch off, so things like lull me into a false sense of security and get me all cozy and ready for bed.

I'm not sure it's making me look any younger or making my skin recover it's vitality, and I'm not sure I'd repurchase this - however it makes me feel fancy, and like I've got my shit together, so I suppose that's all you can ask for, in a skincare product.

Sunday, May 24, 2015

weekend wanderings #62

new lifestyle blogs to read

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

dressing table decor

To my utter delight, I recently discovered my local H&M had a makeover, and now includes a delightful Homeware department... My bank balance will probably be less delighted, in the future, but hey-ho...
h&m home wooden tray dressing table decor

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Q #50

beyonce quotes

A Beyonce quote is a bit different from my usual quotes, but it's the sentiment I'm trying to convey, here. I think you don't realise how much you can do by yourself and depend on yourself, until you're actually put in that situation. 
I find new things quite challenging, sometimes, but when it comes down to the wire, I somehow seem to pull it out of the bag. It's weird, this ability of mine, to underestimate myself. 

Saturday, May 16, 2015

as close to clean as it gets: raw vegan chocolate bars

I've discovered my new favourite treats, and they're these delicious little bars. They feel like a cross between a flapjack, tiffin or caramel shortbread - but they're nowhere near as decadent as that! 

sugar free clean eating treats

For more pictures and the recipe, keep reading;

Sunday, May 10, 2015

life adjustments

I was reading about blogging recently, and how even if you set up a schedule, your readers and audience don't really notice if you don't adhere to it - generally. However I like the schedule I set up for myself, and it stresses me out whilst I I realise that people probably don't care. 


However I've told you that I've recently started a new job, and whilst I'm loving it, there just isn't much space in my life for my blog anymore! It's less hours than my previous job, but more involved, and not a 5 minute walk from my house, so it leaves me with less time to get stuff done. I'm thoroughly enjoying it, the people are lovely and the work is motivating and interesting, but with the time I do have off, I want to spend with friends and family, relaxing and adventuring. This said, I'm making a few changes on my blog - you might notice them, and you might not - but I don't want blogging to feel like a chore (I have enough of those at the moment!), which it kind of does at the moment, and thats not what I want it to be like. 

So please hang in with me - there will be less weekly posts and series, but hopefully this will make me put the emphasis on interesting, well produced content that I'm really proud of, instead of feeling like I've got to to keep up with every blogger out there who posts daily!

Monday, May 04, 2015

cereal magazine + the joy of ruined photos

Generally, I can resist a pretty magazine. I am good at this because I'm a blogger, I think - I know that I can get better content on my favourite blogs, but then sometimes, I'm in a train station in Sheffield and the sun is shining and I'm enticed in by pretty pictures in pretty magazines. That's how I came to pick up Cereal. It's one of those magazine that it's in a similar vein to Kinfolk or Oh Comely - lifestyle centric and stunningly shot.  I devoured it on a hot train home, and I can't bare to part with it, the pictures are so pretty.

cereal magazine
old photos

But when I did arrive home, my mother had been sorting through great crates of photographs and pictures and postcards and all sorts of wonderful little things from her youth, from my youth, from my grandmothers youth. Whilst I love beautifully shot magazines, my heart will have a soft spot for a bad photo.

Over exposed, underexposed, light leaked, or poorly framed - I love a ruined photo. There's something heartwarming about a half recognised face lit by angry red film. I also love just the weird photos that someone took, particularly in film, of a strange building, an odd bit of flooring: something someone chose to capture, because for that instant it was important, but the reasoning has been lost.

This might not make sense to some, but I'm a fan of the extremes of photos, from the beautifully, impeccably shot lifestyle editorials, to the snapshots of long gone family, ruined by a poor photographer. I can't bear to part with any of them; I'm a hoarder.

old photos
cereal magazine

Sunday, May 03, 2015

weekend wanderings #61

weekend wanderings
What are you up to this weekend? 

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Friday, May 01, 2015

Q #49

yeats quotes

I feel like sometimes I need to be bit more aware of my surroundings, there are a lot of things going on, that I miss because I have my head in the clouds.