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26.11.2019 / Festive

26 year old part-time blogger, part-time marketing freelancer living in Suffolk. I talk about books, relationships, easy styling and life in your 20s.

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Happy Saturday from Mom & Dad ✌️ Just took our

Happy Saturday from Mom & Dad ✌️ Just took our weekly stroll into town for veggies and donuts and now it’s 100% laziness until Monday morning rolls around. Look after urselves kids, take your vitamins and have a beer. 💖

I was going to write “this is how I wait for Kei

I was going to write “this is how I wait for Keiran to come home”, but it’s so hilariously inaccurate that I can’t even lie. Most of the time it’s no make-up, a dressing gown and yesterday’s socks, and hey, maybe I’ve showered already, maybe I haven’t. I don’t know about you, but catching glimpses of myself in the bathroom mirror after a pee has rarely been a welcome sight; my logical brain knows that in the grand scheme of things, the bags under my eyes and my frizzy hair are totally insignificant, but my emotional brain JUST WANTS TO BE PRETTY. It’s a battle between common sense and those persistently whispering insecurities, tagging along for the ride since being a teenager. It’s one thing to know you shouldn’t care about something, and it’s another to ~ actually not care ~, right? And I’m somewhere, oscillating endlessly in between.

Resharing 2020’s only date night look because...

Resharing 2020’s only date night look because... first post-lockdown date night is officially PLANNED! ✍️🍷 I’m so happy!!! It’s nothing fancy - just a Friday night trip to a nearby pub - and it will probably be so freezing that I have to wear a puffer coat the entire time, but I’ll take it. Dinner and a show has only gone so far as Nando’s and Netflix these past few months so the promise of tipsy conversation and pub grub is all too delicious. And after trying - and failing - to replicate some worthwhile iteration of date night at home, it will be refreshing as fuck to leave these four walls and enjoy each other’s company, feeling like fully-formed, relatively good-looking & funny adults, rather than two amorphous blobs who just happen to bump into each other on the way to the fridge.

Gals, it’s time to pull out the ass-enhancing underwear and pour a large one: date night is back. 😏👅

This jumpsuit was in one of my sell/donate/re-home

This jumpsuit was in one of my sell/donate/re-home bags but I pulled it out of retirement and WHAT WAS I THINKING? 💭 I can’t believe I was going to part ways with it! To all of my fellow hoarders, keepers and hanger-on-to-thingers, consider this a sign: you ARE right and you probably WILL wear it again (but the Gu Pud ramekins? Yes bby they have to go). 💐✨

Florals? For spring? Groundbreaking. 💐 Perhaps

Florals? For spring? Groundbreaking. 💐 Perhaps not Miranda, but there’s something about longer days and lighter evenings that deserves to be celebrated in a floral chorus. It isn’t intentional but I buy far fewer flowers during the winter - maybe it’s a subconscious synergy between the blanket of hibernation outside and in - so when spring comes, and the first few blooms unfurl, revealing themselves to the warmth above, I find myself drawn to flowers of every kind.

The seasonal: iconic tulips, daffodils and hyacinths, lively green stems with petals soft as silk; 🌷and the anticipatory: fresh shoots on juvenile rose bushes, Dahlia tubers tucked snugly into compost, new experiments in the bare roots of an Astilbe and the hope - fingers crossed - of my first flowering peony (this will be her third summer so she’s due).

I have a few other plants I’m keen to try and grow, primarily honeysuckle in some form after having the pleasure of basking in its sweet aroma yesterday afternoon, floating a few doors down from one of my neighbours’ gardens. Then more roses, because roses, and a particular pink poppy, because although I lean into it for no other decoration in my life, a riotous pink bouquet will always be my favourite. 🌸💘

Blossom trees are much like my motivation ahead of

Blossom trees are much like my motivation ahead of a Bank Holiday weekend: beautiful and brief. 🙃 But we persist; I’m squirrelling away today to get all of my work finished so I can properly unplug for the weekend. There will be wine, food, naps and wine. Maybe some wine if I’m in the mood for it. And hey, if I really want to push the boat out...

...it’s wine.

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