Daily Dose: Monday


Ah, Monday. You weren't as easy as I'd have hoped! I woke up to the alarm and unlike me, hit the snooze button. My head felt like I'd had too many glasses of red wine the night before. The closest thing to vino I'd had was my other late night drinking vice, the americano.

Before the haircut!


This is the week. The week I get shit done and really put my foot to the floor on my project. I need to abandon Netflix, my (minimal) social life in favour of my final round of textbooks, sketchbooks and my love hate: Indesign.


Ramble: Some Thoughts


I've been having lots of thoughts about my lifestyle, my ambitions and the world of blogging. More specifically micro blogging and living a life online.

Now, last week one of my favourite blog writers, Hannah Gale wrote a post about how she's seen people posting less content because they're questioning wether their content is polished enough, good enough or 'Goal's' enough. You can read her post HERE, it's a good un' and got me thinking...

All my moving house stuff in the background, but.... New sustainable Lyocell trousers


As a tiny, tiny dot on the blogosphere, someone who posts from time - to - time, has a job and a university degree to complete, I all too often look at others, often full timer content creators and think that mine isn't good enough, polished enough or appealing enough to grow my audience and for a long time now I've been wanting to take my writing and online life in a new, more ethical, sustainable direction and this week it's hit me that I don't need to 'Play by the new aesthetic of blogging' this space is my space, that I have complete control over and in a world full of rules, having a creative outlet that is all your own is a real privilege that I'm going to take full advantage of.

Lifestyle: Fresh & Package Free Fruit & Veg



My jeans don't fit. And who's fault is it really? I no longer have a gym membership. I have a hectic and very unhealthy Birmingham to London commute. Am in my final semester of my degree and am a vegetarian.

All of these things on their own make it hard to eat the right things at the right time, but combined they add on the inchs, add curves I've never had before and result in real dislike for my 27"pairs of jeans that I can no longer wear. So with the jeans packed away so I don't need to be annoyed by them (packed away for future use, as I plan to wear them again, it's not sustainable to simply get rid!)


Waiting for the bus with all my shopping!


This coupled with my increased weekly anxiety doing the food shop and having an environmental and ecological breakdown at the unnecessary cling film like plastic, Un-recyclable packaging used by the big retailers. I've simply had enough.


Daily Dose: Thursday


Thursday. I had big plans for you, didn't turn out the way I'd have hoped though. But that's ok.

OOTD


Up relatively early to prep for a trip to Coventry via Birmingham to conduct an interview for my final major project, I packed up my eBay parcel, caught up on the old YouTube subscription box over a fruit bagel and a black coffee and came to terms with the tragedy in London yesterday not being a horrible nightmare. It was real and it had happened.

On the bus into Birmingham I wrote some words about what had happened in London, that I may or may not publish. It's just so sad and I feel very solemn about it, especially in a place that I call home.


A letter to London



I think it's the biggest fear in the modern world, terrorism. The idea that a situation is created at any point without warning and the people directly and indirectly effected have no say over a cruel, life or death situation.

That fear was realised for me and so many others yesterday. When London's Westminster was attacked by a terrorist and four people, including a police officer ,serving his country, unfortunately lost their lives through absolutely no fault of their own.

No words or acts of kindness will take away the pain right now from the family and friends of those who lost their lives and those injured in the commotion. My thoughts and prayers go out to all those effected.

I stood, open mouthed watching the tv as the events unfolded. The city I love and consider my home under attack. We sympathise and unite with other countries when terror happens, but it tears you in a different way when it's happening in your own space, a place that you love, spend time in and know like the back of your hand.

But that's the point of terrorism. To cause terror, dismay, chaos and death of innocent people just living their day to day lives.

But London is strong. It's free. One of the best cities in the world. Full of people from many nations, religions and races from across the world and its that diversity that makes London so great. And it's for that reason that London won't cower to terrorism.

I wrote only two days ago about how fortunate I am to have the freedom to roam the streets of this great Capitol city and live the privileged western life that I do. And I know I, like others will not let any act of terror take away that freedom.And it's for that reason that we should go on as normal, as Teresa May stated in her prime minister's speech yesterday evening. By standing strong and uniting we won't let terrorism win.




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Daily Dose: Tuesday



I didn't have the best start to Tuesday. I woke up naturally at 5am and couldn't get back to sleep due to the birds singing outside my window. How picturesque. I'd had a rough night and with a commuting to London day I need all the help I can get and that involves as much sleep as possible.


Seven Dials

I've been really restless sleep wise recently; probably due to my mounting university work load and looming adult life where I have to get a full time job and my own place and pay council tax and all that. Urgh. I reasoned with my friends over coffee that this is the epitome of a first world problem and as the media tells us, people die trying to have a life like mine.

Food for thought, huh?


Culture: Early Spring Walks




Whilst on a very brief visit up to Newcastle to see my boyfriend, Adam. We stopped by one of my favourite places in the world, Gibside. I've mentioned the National Trust run space before, but it is one of the most peaceful and idilic places in the UK. I often go to relax, kick back and soak up the sun, whilst being around nature.

Lifestyle: A Change Of Direction



Hello everyone!

Shoreditch textures


The past 6 months have been a real game changer for me, if you follow me on Twitter you'll know all about my university dissertation 'Sustainability in the fast fashion supply chain' which has been a real labour of love and personal challenge as it made me question all that I knew, now know and the choices I make going forward. It's challenged me intellectually, ethically and personally and It's had a monumental impact on my lifestyle.

I'm more aware than ever that the choices and purchases I make impact more than just me. If I buy a product; I'm buying into a brand, concept, person who created it, the ethics surrounding that product and overall contributing to the impact that product has created on the planet that is my home. The bigger, wider world picture has become the forefront of my mind now.


Fashion: Stripy 70s Tailored Blazer



Vintage tailored jacket from the 70s



This 70s number is a FIND. Capitol FIND and everything. Bought from my current vintage local (Rock Follies Vintage, Worcester) whilst I was rummaging through their racks late in January. This vintage tailored blazer is from the 70's and has a divine shape to it, that gives me a waist and flatters in all the right places, which Is an interesting concept for someone who when usually is cut off at the thighs looses about a ft of aesthetic height. It must be the stripes.


Travel: Radisson Blu Edwardian Grafton, London



Testing out the new mini tripod
In late January, after spending much of the month cooped up in the foetus position, recovering from my stomach issues and internal bleeding, it was time for me to step back into the big wide world and become human once more.

As dramatic as it sounds that, my friends is how it felt. It's hard having time off, away from everything and away from people.

So with a works celebration do to attend, it seemed like a good reason to leave my lovely, warm bed to go to another warm and lovely bed, this time in the Radisson Blu Edwardian Grafton, London. To be nice and specific about it.


University: My Dissertation Hand In



The beast.
I'm two assignments down out of three for my final year of university. It's been stressful, with the personal pressure I put on myself at a ludicrous all time high.

My fashion management and marketing degree is coming to an end and I still don't think I dress like I've walked out of a magazine or that I've done everything you're supposed to do whilst at university. I've also realised that I'm now in my 20's and life its skipping by rapidly. Now is the time I have to get my shit together, get a job and live the life I've always hoped I'd lead. No pressure.


Travel: Queens Wharf, Auckland, New Zealand



Queen's Wharf in Auckland, New Zealand is a small space, right by the harbour, housing pop up and permanent retailers in shipping containers. The idea is nothing new, think Shoreditch, New York, LA. It's been done before, but New Zealand has a lot of shipping containers at its disposal and they're utilising them in an alternative way do drive tourists into the space and they dock in the harbour.