CGD Writer + Awards


CGD Writer + Awards

Its that time again where I get super excited I just have to write a post about something but then get all lost for words because I'm just too excited to make any sense, does that make sense?

Anyway I'm going to try and string a few sentences together just so you get the general idea. 

I am now an official contributing writer for the online site Career Girl Daily, a site I have followed since the very beginning. Being a part of such a successful site for powerful and career driven women is so exciting for me, I sent off an email and a cover letter not really expecting to hear back, little did I know it actually payed off.  As someone who one day hopes to be working in journalism I spend most of my spare time searching non stop for opportunities and chances to get my work out there on the big old internet, its somewhat terrifying knowing that people are actually reading your work but its equally just as exciting. I am thrilled to be a part of the team and very much look forward to working alongside the amazing people who help to create the site. 

Career Girl Daily have recently been nominated for the Blog Lovin Awards for Best Life Improvement Blog, it would of course be greatly appreciated if you could cast your vote and spread the word!

Vote here!

If your not familiar with the site then be sure to check it out here! 
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#TweetYourPeriod - The Stigma


#TweetYourPeriod - The Stigma

Periods are just something we have to endure, its not fun and it sure as hell isn't pretty but it happens.
The stigma that comes attached to having your period is a bit of weird one in my opinion, half of the worlds population have them yet we don't talk about them. Even back at secondary school I would be hugely embarrassed to ask my friends for a sanitary towel if I were ever caught off guard, we would refer to it as "my monthly" thinking people wouldn't suss that one out.

Then there's the dreaded sex education lesson in which you simply get told you absolutely don't want to be having a child at the age of 16 so you should absolutely use contraception. "Oh and you will bleed once a month but it's perfectly normal" so yeah that was my insight into periods, how very informative. Love how they completely failed to mention the hormonal rages, absolute need for chocolate and stodge and the disgusting under the skin breakouts we have to endure.

As I grew older and got quite used to this monthly occurrence I started to get incredibly heavy and really rather unpleasant periods often more than once a month. Clearly that's not exactly normal so I took myself to the doctors, something I've always found relatively easy as I've always had rather embarrassing medical issues from a young age. Quite frankly my doctor has seen it all so really there's no more embarrassment to be had. I think the issue now for young girls and even adults is that periods are just accepted as something we have to put up with, but what about the mood swings, the cravings and the cramps, no one (not even your biology teacher) can prepare you for that. It's not talked about enough and it's not addressed. 

I personally want to slap anyone in the face who says periods are not important and shouldn't be talked about. I have suffered most of my teenage life with awful periods and have had to use several different contraception methods to ease the pain and the discomfort, most of which caused severe side affects including depression, something which should never go un noticed. Its all well and good saying that women need to shut up and just get over it but I believe we should have a voice and we should be able to freely talk about what's happening to our bodies, if I want to moan and cry and roll around with a hot water bottle scoffing chocolate brownie ice cream I sure as hell will.
Maybe even a little sympathy wouldn't go un noticed.
(I'm talking to all those boyfriends out there BTW)

After reading this buzzfeed article which prompted me to write this post I was left pretty shocked and a little bit disgusted at some of the comments, a few from fellow women but the majority from men whose general message was to "shut up and get on with it".  One even said we should just deal with it if we want to be taken seriously, what the hell has that got to do with anything? I was also quite upset by this particular comment from one women who clearly has no idea about the shame women feel in third world countries and the everyday issues they have to face. In a country where pads and tampons are readily available and we have doctors on hand to offer as much medical advice as we could possibly need then yes it is manageable but that's not always the case for everyone. People need to open their eyes a little and realise that not everyone has the same experiences during their time of the month, I for one absolutely love the idea of getting people talking about it and raising awareness.

In all fairness I perhaps won't be tweeting about my period, I don't really tweet much as it is and I don't feel the need to share my menstrual cycle with my followers (friends breathe a sigh of relief) but if you do then by all means you go for it! The point of the hashtag is to stop with the taboo around the subject, the squeamishness and the disgusted faces. Its the chance to stop people shying away from the fact women have to endure this unpleasant monthly occurrence, we didn't ask for this, it simply comes with being a girl. Why shouldn't we be able to express our thoughts and feelings for the world to see, its natural and it happens, lets not shy away from that.
If your feeling crappy and #hormonal then go and take a peek at some of the absolute hilarious and somewhat comforting tweets with the hashtag #tweetyourperiod, worked a treat for me and its so nice to know your not alone.

I would love to know your opinions on this. 
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Festival Face - WeareFest


Festival Face - WeareFest

Excuse me whilst I crawl out of the hole I have been hiding in for the past 4 days, through no ones fault but my own. Who drank too many Vodka lemonades and ate a ridiculous amount of overpriced junk food this weekend?
*Insert hands up emoji here* That would be me.
I wasn't just having a hormonal breakdown I was actually at We Are Fest, basically a dance music lovers dream. Gorgon City, MK and Hannah Wants were my highlights and honestly it was one of the best days of my life. No Joke.

We Are is a festival in Upminster, Essex, very close to where I live so getting tickets was a no brainer to be honest. I actually wrote an article for my internship on the festival which you can check out here, word is already out about 2016 tickets! I was a tad apprehensive just because I had no idea what to expect but I always figured it could be no worse than the many nights out I had endured clubbing in Essex. Those memories will forever be etched in my memory. The atmosphere was actually really chilled, everyone was in good spirits and generally there weren't any major mishaps. There was the odd security guard chasing someone around the field but that was quite amusing to be honest.
I did have to pay £9 for a chicken burger and chips though so there is that.

Of course no festival face would be complete without some kind of fancy artwork plastered on. I chose the slightly simpler option of using face stickers, I found some on Asos for £4, absolute bargain. Is it totally not casual for me to wear these on a day to day basis because I really really want to? I choose little blue petals which I placed around one eye and then I just placed a little white flower on my other eye, it was fairly minimal but looked pretty damn cool if I may say so myself.

Its not a great picture to show off the top I was wearing but I really love the high neck on this one,  its from New Look and was about £18. I chose a simple pair of black skinny jeans and my burgundy vans to go with. Thankfully I took a denim jacket too because it was bloody freezing in the evening! 

Apologies for the lack of photos that accompany this post, there is a sad story behind it, one that you probably don't care to hear but I shall tell you anyway because I genuinely wanted to cry. So I created the most amazing snapchat story only to get home and have it all just delete itself without me saving anything. Major fail. The fact I could have cried is pretty sad in itself but I know you feel my pain. Right? 

Bring on Wireless! Any festivals your off to this year? I already have my eye on a few more.
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Night out edit


Night out edit

Can't. stop. buying. things.
Well my plan to save went well (I say refusing to even open my bank statement) what's more important is that I have a few nights out planned and that totally requires brand spanking new outfits (obvs) because the 20 hundred items of clothing I already have in my wardrobe/scattered across my bedroom floor just won't cut it. Okay. 

This gorgeous lace midi strapless dress is an Asos exclusive costing a rather hefty £75... But at the moment Its currently reduced to just £22.50! I may or may have bought this last night... Keeping your Ipad next to your bed when you cant sleep is never a good idea, makes me buy things. I have no regrets though, how blooming beautiful is it!
Do I have an occasion in mind to wear it? Um no, do I need one? Um hell no.

I've been on the hunt for some slightly more friendly looking heels, my chunky block Primark ones have served me very well but I'm now in constant fear of them falling apart mid cha cha slide and that would be very embarrassing (even more embarrassing than admitting I do the cha cha slide). These sandal style heels don't look too high which is always a must with a thin heel for me because they absolutely terrify me (block heels all the way). They're only a tenner in the sale though so not bad even just to test the waters in.

Lets just take a moment to squeal over this adorable bag, It has eyes and a cute little face and I just want it. Would people take the pee out of me in a club? Most probably.

I also may or may not have purchased that gold headband last night.

I regret nothing.
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2 Ingredient Banana Pancakes


2 Ingredient Banana Pancakes

I famously like pancakes.
Its the only recipe I know off by heart, One egg so my mum won't moan at me, 170ml of milk and 50g of flour. I got this down to a tee. It may not be the most complex of recipes but still its got me through many hormonal breakdowns so don't knock it.

However, clearly they are not the healthiest of snacks (yes I eat pancakes as a snack) don't judge.
So I recently discovered banana pancakes, apparently a much healthier version.

I'm not gonna lie and say they're hands down better than normal pancakes cause they're not. Nothing in this world is better than nutella drowned full fat stodgy pancakes. Obvs.
They are a nice alternative though and they don't make you feel like you've just eaten a small child, instead they leave you content. Oh and I'm not even a massive fan of bananas but honestly the taste is ever so slight so don't let that put you off.

What to need/do

-1 banana
Smash it, crush it, beat it, do what you want with it just make sure it's not lumpy

-2 eggs
Crack and whisk, simple stuff.

Literally combine the two and gently tip a small amount into a saucepan (with butter or some kind of oil, I suggest coconut) on low heat. They can burn quickly though so don't leave them unattended.

I cover mine in melted nutella because that's how I roll but I'm guessing the actual idea is to be healthy and eat them alongside a bowlful of fresh, expensive berries. That's not how I roll, and come on who actually enjoys that....
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My Ultimate Spring/Summer Wish list


My Ultimate Spring/Summer Wish list

Wedges - Lipstick - Smock Dress - Sandals - Shorts - Trench - Off Shoulder Dress - Joggers - Denim Dress - Bag 

As I write this I am crying inside, I'd cry on the outside but I can't be bothered cause that would take up way too much energy. I'm internally crying because I've complied a collection of things I desperately want and yet currently all I'm spending money on is Driving lessons, car insurance and Theory tests. So boring yet apparently so necessary. With all this saving there's not really a hope in hells chance of me doing anything remotely exciting with my money over the next few weeks. Basically I'll be driving around in my adorable little fiesta, named Lala (obvs) but I'll be wearing last winters polo necks and skinny jeans. Could be worse I guess. Still I obviously couldn't help but look at what I would be buying if I had the spare cash. Silly me ey.

So I kinda had my eye on a pair of them super cool rounded sunnies that seem to be everywhere at the moment, Primark have them for £2. Tried them on. Looked like Willy Wonka so that's a massive no, I`ll be sticking to some simple cat eyed ones from Newlook. I always find their sunnies perfect for sensitive eyes, cheap yet effective if you spend pretty much the entire summer squinting like me.

I am quite determined to dress like a girl this summer, even if that means actually having to make the effort to shave my legs more than once a week. Eurgh. These gorgeous dresses are swaying me though, so dreamy. Nothing says summer like an off shoulder dress.
I've never been one for sandals really but I am loving these from Newlook they are only £18 and I'm thinking they would be perfect for the two festivals I have lined up for this year. Dont even get me started on the wedges, they are perfection. Only issue, I don't have a clue where or when I would wear them but I know that I need them in my life, asap.

Confession - I may or may not have already been to New Look to snap up those adorable strappy sandals.
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Night out struggles your probably familiar with


Night out struggles your probably familiar with

Because we are all the same. Really we are. Unless you don't go out, in which case I applaud you and I will raise a glass to you. A glass of wine that is. Obvs.

- "I cant be bothered"

- Realising the 30 dresses you have in your wardrobe are not enough cause
"Eurghhhh I have nothing to wear!"

- Getting in the shower and despising the fact you actually have to shave. 

- Having to pretend to know what your doing when you do your make-up.
I've contoured so much my face now has angles.

- Regretting curling your hair half way through because "Owwwww my hand hurts"

- Being guilty of taking too many selfies, then regretting taking the selfies cause you look bloody awful in all of them. 

- Stupidly eating carbs an hour before leaving and looking like your with child.
Bodycon is now a terrible idea. 

- Not being able to find the only strapless bra you actually own or a thong cause it's really not okay to wear Elmo boxers on a night out. It's not okay.

- Realising no one has actually called for a taxi. 

-  Genuinely wanting to cry when you realise it's raining outside.
My hair! My face! Its M-E-L-T-I-N-G

- As if I have to pay to get drunk. I could be buying something good with this money, something worthwhile.

"What was that? 4 jaegers for a tenner did you say"

- "I wonder how many more times they'll play Single ladies until I actually have a boyfriend"

- That song will be played that the whole squad loves. Cue synchronized moves that quite literally clear the dance-floor.

- Spending at least 1/4 of your night in the toilets because one simply cannot just pee then leave.

- Being overwhelmed by your desire to eat full fat everything. It just wouldn't be the end of the night without some cheesy chips.

- Someone will probably fall over, and that's fine just as long as its not you.

- *Morning after*
 "Why did I bother?" 
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Gone and got myself an internship


Gone and got myself an internship

Ive only gone and got myself an internship.

*insert a gazillion clappy hand emojis*

It's only taken me about 10 years.
Slight exaggeration but after writing about 50 cover letters that literally all sound the same yet have to be 'unique and interesting' enough not to send the poor sod reading it to sleep, can you really blame me?
So yeah it does feel like 10 years.

I'm interning as a news features writer for nightclub and events directory site Licklist. As someone who is out until the early hours pretty much every Saturday night with a jager in hand I'd say the role fits me pretty damn well and hey who else gets to say that going out is "research".

I have to produce 2 articles each week that will feature on the sites news page. These will include features on and up coming festivals, nightclub event's and just general night out shenanigans. The style of the site is pretty humorous and witty much like my own style of writing. Basically being a bit of a sarcastic bitch seems to be what I do best. Who knew eh!
So if I do go a little off track in the next few weeks then I haven't moved to the middle of nowhere, I'm just a tad busier than usual. That being said I intend to stay on track with uploading content onto my blog and am still 100% dedicated to my little space on the internet.Just gonna have to make a few Gossip Girl shaped sacrifices, no more binge sessions for me.
*sobs uncontrollably*
Guess its time to be an actual working adult eh.

You can check out some of my articles here if you want to, or not, up to you!
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24 thoughts on a night out


24 thoughts on a night out

1) Smoky eye or bold lip. Ohh what the heck, lets do both!

2) Well now I look like a beaten up clown. Fab. 

3) Must get a good selfie, this is borderline crucial. I will not leave this house until I have a good selfie. 

4) Okay artificial lighting is NOT flattering, or is that just my face. really hope that's not just my face. 

5) I look fugly in every single bloody one, fuck this shit.

6) The amount of crap I can fit into this clutch bag should be legendary. Do I have everything? Let's check for the 10th time just to be sure.  

7) Jager bombs or sambucca, equally disgusting. 

8) Cleavage (okay attempted cleavage) or legs, or both cause yeah. No shame.

9) Snapchat story is underway, now I must look like I'm having the time of my life.
Why am I not having the time of my life.

10) Literally my feet are about to drop off. 

11) Totally craving a greasy burger and chips right now.

12) Well dewy foundation was a mistake, I look like Edward Cullen but a really unattractive, sweaty version. In a playsuit.

13) Never wearing a play suit ever again, now I'm just half naked in a cubicle. All I wanted was to pee.

14) Hair is now as flat as a pancake, F you Elnett, you are not making me feel worth it right now.

15)  "Omg guys I've actually lost my phone. No joke"

16) Wine is not my friend. Why do I always go back. Whyyyyyyy?   

17) Also why is my lipstick never capable of staying on for more than 30 minutes. 

18) No idea who this random is in the ladies but pretty sure she's even more wasted than me. Let's take some selfies and be besties. 

19) Why is everyone hitting on my best friend and not me. God I knew I was the ugly one. 

20) Yes you can buy me a drink. No I will not make out with you. 

21) I am so drunk right now, I'm actually a mess. A disgrace. Maybe this is why I'm single. 

22) If someone could just carry me straight to bed then that'd be really great thanks.

23) Shit! Money for a taxi. 

24) Actually I don't even care I just want my bed.
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5 student friendly lunches


5 student friendly lunches

So Burger King have started delivering, not helpful Burger king.
As much as I`d love to binge on Chicken Royales all week I am restraining myself. Although prior to writing this I have just eaten 5 chocolate digestives so ya know. 
(just blame the hormones)

After turning to Google for inspiration on what to eat for lunch I literally got pages and pages of tofu salad and warm chicken katsu curry recipes, yum but whatever happened to a student budget and the cooking skills of a novice. I want something that'll take me no more than about 20 minutes to make and wont cost a bomb. Precious Netflix time cannot be wasted.

So instead I came up with some rather un-original ideas of my own.

Baked Sweet potato 
A healthier version of your standard jacket potato, basically. Plus its bright orange so that instantly makes it more exciting, obvs. I whack mine in the microwave for about 5 minutes but if I'm willing to be a  bit more patient, highly unlikely, then I`ll pop it in the oven for half hour. Ideal topping, grated cheese that just melts in the middle and some tomato pesto smothered on the inside. I also put mine on a bed of spinach cause it looks kinda fancy.
Quinoa and Veg   
Quinoa is the easiest thing to cook, takes about 20 mins simmering in a saucepan with a little water and a lid on. I didn't even know what it was a few weeks ago but everyone and their mother is eating this super food bad boy plus it tears me away from carbs. Once cooked it sort of fluffs up a bit, at this point I add in tonnes of veg. Literally anything I can find in the bottom of the fridge. I buy the frozen mixed veg microwavable bags, not quite as fancy as the fresh stuff but no chopping required means more time watching gossip girl. #Winning.

A Beef and Vegetable Stew 
One of my home comforts, there's something so good about chucking everything into a pot and just letting it do its thing. Also this is an absolute babe if your not feeling too good, I currently have a sore throat (whyyyyyy) and this is just a must for today's lunch. Obviously this is a tad more complex to make but really it just consists of beef stock, potatoes and all the veg you fancy. 

Avocado and scrambled egg on toast 
Well what a surprise, I eat this too.  Along with every other person on the internet. 
More of a breakfast but what the heck. My dad taught me how to make scrambled egg, apparently its all in the stiring. To make mine I crack two eggs into a measuring jug and add a few glugs of milk, that's not a recognised measuring unit but its just what I do. Give it a whisk with a fork then add to a saucepan with some butter on a low heat. I just stand and gently stir for about 5 minutes then its all done.
Tuna and Avocado salad
Is it just me or does this just look ridiculously healthy.
The only effort required here is mixing some tuna with mayo, some prawns with a Marie rose sauce then scooping out an avocado, kinda looks like I attacked mine with a fork. Not as indulgent as the others but I am a bit of a salad freak at heart so this picture is actually making me drool.

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25 happy things


25 happy things

1) Having an old school games marathon. Trap a Sim in a swimming pool, take away the ladder then cry afterwards and feel terrible when the grim reaper takes them away and the kids are crying. So much FUN.

2) Nailing the eyeliner flick, may have taken 15 minutes and shit loads of cotton buds to get the end result but that's beside the point.

3) Scrolling through old Memes on your camera roll and realising you have the humor of a 6 year old boy.

4) Tea in your favorite mug, and bourbons, ALL the bourbons.

5) Eating takeaway leftovers for breakfast, naan bread and cold korma. Dont mind if I do.

6) Those mid morning coffee dates with a friend. The whole of Strabucks now knows about the time your best mates ex accidentally sent her a nude on snapchat, she never could whisper.

7) Devouring a roast dinner made by mum, home comfort at it's best. Yorkshire pud`s drowned in gravy, cauliflower cheesy gooey goodness, Ohhhh YES.

8) Buying Foamburst shower gel and being totally ecstatically excited to take a shower because its just so foamy.

9) Being woken by the sun rather than grey skies and drizzly rain, also not slamming the snooze button and face planting the pillow. 

10) Finishing a book. How very satisfying.

11) checking your bank balance and realising you have more than you think. That Boots spree, completely in order and totally justified.
Or just avoid atm's and deny everything.

12) Rocking a no makeup day, terrifying yet liberating. Even if you only get as far as taking the rubbish out, still counts.

13)  Nick Grimshaw on't Radio. I want him to be my best friend. Like really badly. 

14) Them 1am phone calls with your best friend, talking about politics one minute then laughing hysterically the next. You know the ones.  

15) Fresh pretty flowers, like spring in a vase minus the bees and wasps. Who needs guys to buy us flowers, go to Sainsburys and get them yourself, you'll look domesticated. 

16) 100% phone battery, okay so it might only last for like 1 minute (sort your shit Apple) but still feels good right

17) A huge bowl of Pasta with a massive heap of melted grated cheese. All the carbs. 

18) Netflix, Duvet, Slippers, Hot Chocolate with whipped cream and those cute little marshmallow squares (cause you actually remembered to buy them for once)  

19) Lying in a room that is lit only by scented candles and fairy lights.Very Zen.

20) Scrolling through Asos knowing that its completely okay to buy something cause Free delivery

21) Realising you have just enough money on your Oyster card to get the bus without being given a warning ticket.

22) Scented hand wash, okay so now my hands smell of Cola bottles.

23) Having just enough change for the car park, the shopping trolley and a morning coffee.
60p card transaction fee, HA not today.

24) Having hot towels fresh from the wash ready to greet your cold shivering body after stepping out the shower cause you forgot to turn the heating on, again.

25) Managing to grab the last seat on the underground in rush hour. Even if it is wedged between a large sweaty bloke and a woman in an oversized floppy hat.

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I just want a Career.


I just want a Career.

Just casually clinging onto my teenage years over here.

I'm 20 this year *heart palpitations*. Firstly how did that even happen.
Well I mean I know how I'm just a little gobsmacked.

When I left college I felt lost because for once I had nothing even remotely productive to do. I missed waking up at seven in the morning and having somewhere to be. I missed the struggle of having to finish an essay at one in the morning the night before it was due in. I actually missed being a student in education because back then if anyone asked me where my life was going I could at least pretend to have it all figured out. The only real stress I had to deal with was if the guy in my English class fancied me and if I had enough money to afford a McDonald's lunch.
Like I said. Stress.

Fast forward a few months and I'm stressed beyond belief, confused and completely clueless.

If this is adulthood then I don't want it.
I want it to still be acceptable to play Sims for a straight 7 hours and not be questioned about it. I want it to still be acceptable to be far more interested in who the heck A is than how professional my CV looks.
(Seriously though how many more seasons.)

Not having a clue what I'm doing makes me feel physically ill, my heart beats 10 times faster at the mere thought of having no career, no prospects and no clue as to what it is I actually spend my days doing. Its currently 12:15 and so far I've caught up on Towie and attempted to apply to an internship that quite clearly wont even give me the time of day.

*sobs into already soggy cornflakes*

Deciding not to go to Uni was a pretty easy decision. Far easier it seemed than for those who had decided to go. I had no idea what I wanted to be so choosing a subject was a massive headache plus being in debt is something I am keen to avoid in my life and going to uni seems like a surefire way of diving head first into that one.
Also, 4 more years of essays, I`d rather not.
It's not a cop out though. Not going to uni doesn't mean your taking the easy option, it means your taking a risk, a bloody great big one. The truth is once you leave college your basically on your own. If you don't have any immediate plans then it's up to you to make some. A part time job was on my immediate list of things to do, I got one eventually and that's where I'm at right now. working part time in a theater.
Do I love it? Hell no. If I have to deal with one more stuck up and quite frankly RUDE human being who clearly thinks they are so much better than me just because they are on the opposite side of the counter, I will chuck a sandwich over their head.
Dont ever work in retail. SAVE YOURSELVES.
Sure it pays for my Starbucks Frappes and Quinoa lunches but apart from that its just something to do besides being stuck at home.

Most people my age are worrying about which freshers parties they should attend.  Meanwhile I'm spending most of my mornings scrutinizing my CV whilst refreshing Indeed every 20 minutes in hope of finding a new apprenticeship vacancy, one that doesn't require a bloody degree. Oh and then there's the endless amounts of cover letters.
Dear sir/madame, pleaseeeee just give me a chance.
Its so relentless, you need experience to get experience yet no one wants to give you any experience.
Got that?

You've only got to look at Reed to see how many people are applying for interns and apprenticeships, how off putting is that by the way! Is it just me that hates seeing how many people I'm potentially in competition with. At least let me pretend I have some kind of a chance.

I mean there must be something out their for everyone. Having a passion and a goal is always helpful. I've finally figured out where I want to end up in life. Right now, an apartment in New York would suit me to be honest. Working in a theater is as I always say "just for the time being". We all deserve to feel like we`re doing something we can be proud of, we all deserve to achieve as much or as little as we want to achieve. It may be someones goal to work in a theater and that's great, its just not mine. 

So with that in mind I guess its back to my endless amounts of cover letters, web searching and pleading.
Oh and just generally feeling really lost in life. Please tell me I'm not the only one.
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Periods are a bitch


Periods are a bitch

When your period hits it's like your immediately thrown back into year one where your taught to learn how to recognise different emotions and feelings. I literally wake up and have to think for a few seconds "am I a raging hormonal mess today?". Usually the answer is followed by head thumping the pillow and groaning at the mere thought of having to actually get up, seriously what is life when you cant even stay in bed all day. Why else do I own like 50 pairs of pyjamas.
That morning is usually spent crying into a pillow, binge eating bourbons whilst feeling guilty about eating the bloody bourbons. Oh and if a bourbon so happens as to fall into my tea. 
Well, you don't even wanna know the kind of shit that would go down. 

What a mess.

My ex once said "So when you say your hormonal does that mean your horny" I replied by aggressively shouting "NOO it means I'm ANGRY" Ha well that taught him. Looking back it makes me laugh, boys haven't got a bloody clue have they, blissfully unaware of the complete mind fuck that is the menstrual cycle. 

First there's the food cravings,  I crave everything when I'm on my period, also approximately one week before and one week after. Basically I crave food for 3 weeks out of the 4 every month. That's a lot of my time spent wanting to eat. Mostly carbs, platefuls of pasta, pancakes covered in Nutella, greasy fat chips, chicken royales, all the good stuff. 
If my body wants pancakes at 10pm then that's what it's getting. You just try and get in my way cause I swear to god I am not in the mood. 

I tried to go on the pill to make it all that little bit better. Big mistake. Obvs. Whose stupid idea would it be to pump more hormones into an already overwhelmed cranky hormone intoxicated body, Ohhh, mine.
Whatever you do stay away from Microgynon, it is the devil. 
Did nothing for me but make me feel like an anxious, pathetic, weeping mess. Never again.
The Pill is not a quick fix to get rid of your periods and it shouldn't be treated like one, I was so flippant about it I didn't even really consider it. Having been on it for a year I finally realised I was better off without the damn thing. Oh and wanting bigger boobs is not a valid reason either. If only it were that easy.

You'd think after about 6 years of dealing with this I'd have some clue about how to handle it, turns out I don't. I am not the woman you see on the Tampax advert going bike riding or taking part in the local Pilates class, I'm that little green monster on the Coughonian advert that just seriously gets on everyone's nerves. Whoever said that exercise helps with cramps clearly doesn't get cramps. You try jogging when your womb fills like its gonna fall to the floor. Then the hormonal breakouts, no amount of expensive foaming cleansers will fix this. Spend the money on something nice, it'll make you feel a bit more human.

I do have my ways though. The things I've picked up from my mistakes over the years, like the time I wore a pale denim dress and no tights to college. Then there's time I only packed one extra sanitary towel with me for a 2 hour train journey. Oh and the time I vowed to be healthy a week before it was due. You know those stupid school girl errors that every girl makes at least once in their lifetime.
We learn from them. Eventually. 

- Hot water bottles, I salute them. Godsends, all of them. Who knew hot water in a bottle would be so bloody genius. 
- Understand that the advert pleading with you to adopt a donkey will be more than you can handle (true story) you are not emotionally stable enough and that's okay. It's nice to care about donkeys. 
- A galaxy chocolate share bar is an acceptable purchase, cause let's be honest a small bar is not nearly enough nor does it satisfy as it should. It will make you feel better, it always does. 
- Dark jeans, trousers and skirts are your friend right now and please whatever you do for god sakes don't wear white jeans.
- Take extra tampons or sanitary towels with you wherever you go. You never know what could happen. I mean God forbid you could sneeze!
- Take a moment to appreciate the fact your a) young and healthy enough to even have a period and b) be thankful your not pregnant. See, you feel better already.
- Period syncing with your best friend is a thing, and its like amazing, yet super weird. 
- And finally give yourself a reality check, this is life, this is normal and you will be fine. 

Yeah so basically this whole being a girl thing, I don't think I'm very good at it. 
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The Asos Outlet Wishlist


The Asos Outlet Wishlist

Ohh the much treasured Asos sale section (outlet to be precise).
Its like the Topshop sale rail but without the bitchiness, the struggle and the death stares. Instead you can just glare through the screen and take deep breaths for 10 seconds as it tells you someone took the last one. I have done this on many an occasion.

The outlet is actually the only place I go when on the Asos site, unlike most sale sections its not full of crap that no one wants, its actually full of the most beautiful pieces. Pretty much all of my birthday dresses and night out outfits come from me searching the hundreds of pages of discounted pieces, so affordable and so much goodness to choose from.

Seeing as I had a day off and pay day is fast approaching I thought Id spend my morning filling my virtual basket with all things beautiful.
So productive.
Its a bit all over the place this wish list. I want to indulge in the upcoming summer months with the beautiful maxi shirt dress and floral head scarf (did I mention I love Blair Waldorf) but I also cant help but hold on to winter, my most adored season, hence the grey zip coat. One thing I do know is I must get my hands on that watch asap. Rose gold and Black. Yes Please.

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The online book club


The online book club

I think the last book I read cover to cover was To Kill a Mockingbird, not through choice, just because it was required for me to at least attempt to pass my English A level. Studying English took all the joy out of reading, it felt so forced to have to jot down notes, scrutinize every word rather than just enjoy what was written on the page.
Before that reading meant being tucked into bed eyes transfixed on the latest Jacqueline Wilson novel. Its like I forgot how enjoyable it really is, it takes you to a different place, almost allows you to be in someone else`s head for a while and I love it.

I want to reclaim my love for reading, my house is full of books, everywhere, I mean they are literally everywhere so it wont be hard to get started. I'm not really a fussy reader and I don't have a particular genre that I must stick to although I should admit I am the sort of person who does judge a book by its cover.

My previous read:
My mum recommended I get started on `The Farm` a thriller by Tom Rob Smith. I read it in about 4 days and I just couldn't put it down, I'm not so sure I was completely satisfied with the ending but It was an easy read, not the sort of thriller that requires your utmost concentration or you'll have no clue as to whats going on.

My current read:
I'm now onto The Radleys, a book written by Matt Haig, one of my mums favorites, she claims to have read it in a day. I won't even try to compete with that but so far I'm about 12 pages in and I am already very intrigued. 

What are you reading at the moment? I'd love some to add to my list. 
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The Versatile Bloggers Award


The Versatile Bloggers Award

Firstly thank you to Sophie for the nomination.
I love posts like this as I feel it really brings newish bloggers together.

Heres how it works.
Write 7 facts about yourself and Nominate 15 fellow bloggers. Simples.

7 facts about me.
1) My dog Alfie is a Jack Russel and Cairn Terrier cross and I absolutely adore him.
2) I'm currently learning to drive, I've had 4 lessons and I'm loving it. So far!
3) I am from Essex and no we don't all look like we should be on Towie. Love that show though.
4) I work as a Front of House assistant at my local theater.
5) I hope one day to work in Marketing
6) I am obsessed with Home and Away and Neighbours. I just love all things Australia tbh.
7) I currently have a huge girl crush on Blair Waldorf. Cant I just be her? Pleaseeee.

I feel like the most un-exciting person haha,
I`ll try and work on that.

And in true Ant and Dec style, My nominations are...

- Beth
- Megan 
- Maddison
- Victoria 
- Beth
- Sophie 
- Sarah
- Zoe
- Beth

I only chose 10 because I struggled to find people who hadn't already done this so sorry about that. The actual amount of nominations you are supposed to make is 15.
Link me your posts if you do write them!
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25 annoying little things


25 annoying little things

I would consider myself quite a chilled out person but I have to say this was by far the quickest post I've ever written. You know them annoying little things that just bug you probably far more than they should.
Heres mine.

1) When you run for a bus and your bag is either swinging off your shoulder as you clutch to it for dear life or it's swung round your wrist 50 times and cut off all circulation.

2) People eating crisps in public. The crunch, the rustling, I just cannot deal.

3) Having to pay to pee at a London train station. No words.

4) Knowing your scolding hot latte is going to be way too hot to drink but doing it anyway and ending up with a singed tongue so you can't actually taste the rest. Good one.

5) Being the last on the bus even though you were first at the stop.

6) Being made to feel like a criminal as you leave the supermarket. Can someone please tell the security guard I have not stolen anything. I am a good person!

7) Getting on a carriage with a whinging child and realising you've left your earphones at home.

8) Dealing with anything less than 20% phone charge. It's flashing at me, now I'm stressed.

9) Reading 10 pages of your book before realising you wasn't actually concentrating and you've literally no idea what you just read.

10) When the little elastic hairband that's holding together your fishtail plait masterpiece snaps and you don't have a replacement. Why did I bother.

11) In the midst of being a hormonal mess you realise there's no chocolate in the house. Zilch.

12) Getting to Greggs a little too late and seeing someone else took the last chocolate sprinkled doughnut. How very dare you!

13) Forgetting your password to something and  having to go through what seems like hell and back just to set a new one. My memorable word? Um I did this 3 years ago. I don't remember.

14) When you press shuffle and yet you get like 3 songs in a row all by the same person.

15) Finding your perfect spot at a concert and having the tallest human known to man come and stand directly in front of you at the last second.

16) Never knowing what happens to all those hair clips, used once, gone forever. Where do they go?

17) Mid season breaks. Just why?

18) Rain. Puddles, Umbrellas, Frizzy lioness inspired hair. Raindrops on glasses.
Just rain.

19) Walking past the police and automatically looking as guilty as hell. I swear I haven't actually done anything.

20) Reaching the end of a tube and having to squeeze for dear life just to get the teeniest bit. I'm thinking toothpaste. Shampoo. Mayonnaise. You name it.

21) Not being able to find even one pair of decent hole-less tights. Seriously, not even one?

22) Competition ads, No, I don't believe I can win £20,000 in cash and a Convertible.
Nor do I want to try.

23) Leaving your phone on silent and accidentally missing 5 calls, 2 texts and One voice mail.
My bad. I wanted to be quiet, not unreachable.

24) Them people who will not move up a seat on the bus. Am I supposed to just climb over you. Cause I will.

25) Bank statements. But I don't want to know. Honestly its better that way! 
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Finally got my nose pierced


Finally got my nose pierced

I finally did it. Only took me about 2 years.
don't do pain, I don't care what the gain is, I am a massive wimp.
Truth is, it hurt a lot more than I was prepared for, enough to make my eyes water for a solid 5 minutes. That alone was enougth to send my best friend into a hysterical fit, she actually wanted to film the whole ordeal. I declined that offer.
But I love it and I'm so glad I finally got it done. 

It cost me £30 which is a lot in my eyes but I went to a very trusted and well respected piercing and tatoo salon so I figured that's quite a small price to pay to ensure my nose is kept in one piece and hopefully doesn't get some hideous infection. 

My plan is to eventually change the stud to a rose gold one, that makes me giddy with excitement! Rose gold permanently on my face? Yes please. 

Now I just have to let it heal, keep it clean, salt water and cotton buds a plenty. I'd say if your thinking about it then just do it.
It hurts but its worth it.
No pain, no gain right (ahem)
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friends with an ex (really bad idea)


friends with an ex (really bad idea)

We see each other out and about, I avoid, he stares, I stare, It gets
awkward. The whole situation is just awkward.
Nothing a jäger bomb won't sort out he said, Ha! Then please give me several.

So I totally wasn't waiting for him to come grovelling back to me or anything, cause that's what the internet told me was gonna happen. Well the internet lied didn't it. 
Number one rule, do NOT under any circumstances try to console yourself by Googling after a breakup, it will feed you lies, give you hope and tell you he probably never even cared about you. 
Not helpful internet. 

Breaking up is crappy, it's what to do afterwards that's the tricky part. You kinda want them in your life but then you know that's also a terrible, completely inconvenient, unrealistic and quite frankly just absurd idea. You broke up for a reason as everyone keeps on so helpfully reminding you, you know you need to let it go, give each other space and allow things to settle before you can get clarity. Of course people will have opinions, sod's law that they will all be different. What you choose to listen to is up to you. Everyone's situation is different , you've only got to look through the yahoo answers relationship page to realise that, and believe me I have. There isn't a single yahoo answer, relationship guru, woman's mag or blog post (ahem) that can tell you what to do. It's up to you. 

Personally if my ex texts me I wanna throw my phone out the nearest window, if he doesn't text me I wanna throw my phone out the nearest window. I've learnt two things from this, number one being I should really get my phone insured and number two being that I'm clearly not over this whole 'he doesn't wanna be with me' thing. So what do I go and do? I say "yeah sure lets be friends, won't that be nice". Well more fool me. 

Problems en-counted when trying to be friends with an Ex.
  1. You know you shouldn't but you cant help but want them to message you, ring you, snapchat you or even just like your Insta pic for Christs sake. Anything will do. Even if you don't want them back every girl wants to be missed.
  2. You cant help but wonder if one day they'll want you back in their life as more than a friend. Mixed signals are now a thing. 
  3. Your kinda waiting for them to find a hot new girlfriend and you know your gonna be one of the first to hear the good news, now`s probably the time to practice your poker face. 
  4. They will mess with your emotions and try to worm their way back in just as your feeling emotionally stable again and have started moving on. This is so true its scary.
  5. You will probably both cross that friends barrier because lets face it, its hard not to. I'm thinking drink will be involved, somehow it always is.
I'm honestly questioning my sanity right now, on what planet did I ever think it would be a good idea to remain friends with an ex. Problem is we broke up already, I can't now dump him as a friend, is that even a thing? I don't know. It could be but it's quite dramatic.

Its time to get sassy and empowered.
Step away from the Ex girls. It`ll save a world of pain.

Have you guys ever managed to stay friend's with an Ex? I would seriously love to know. 
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No 1) Start a to-do list


No 1) Start a to-do list

I sometimes feel like I'm the only person who doesn't write a to do list. Purely because I have nothing productive that I feel I can write down. Literally If I were to write a to do list it would most likely consist of about three very simple tasks such as make lunch, each lunch and watch the latest ep of PLL.
Earth shattering right.

I feel like people who write lists at the start of their day really have their shit together. They are motivated and organised, they actually have things to do, exciting things. There is generally nothing exciting about my day to day life. Things only ever get as exciting as trying out a new flavor of Nescafe instant coffee in my Starbucks mug. Today I had whipped cream and that for me, is exciting. Especially cause it looked pretty damn good, perfect swirl. Not that I'm gloating.

Anyway today I have started as I mean to go on and I took my extremely tired and somewhat hungover self to Tesco (drinking on Sunday night was a thing) to purchase a new notebook *drools* I know you know what I mean. Crisp white sheets, I say no more. I even got a new pen, those ones with the magic eraser on the end because old school feels.

I want in on this motivational, get up and go attitude, I want to get stuff done and I want to feel a sense of achievement at the end of the day. Could be something as simple as take the dog for a walk, even update my CV, something I have been needing to do for literally ages. I'm slacking, big time.
I feel that writing down a productive list of things I aim to achieve at the start of each day will actually give me some focus. There`s no greater reason to get something done that you've been putting off than if you write it down and commit to it.

I see Bloggers do this all the time.

If I'm ever in doubt that I can actually stick to this (as quite frankly I am right now) then I'm going to keep the words of Heather Small in the fore front of my mind "What have you done today to make you feel proud". If the answer is nothing then I'm tragically failing.
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10 commandments for a top notch lazy day


10 commandments for a top notch lazy day

1) Shit loads of coffee, tea, hot chocolate, any hot beverage you can get your hands on, metaphorically speaking of course, don't wanna scold yourself. My personal fave, Yorkshire tea with two sugars.

2) endless access to Wifi, you need to be able to scroll through Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, Bloglovin' and Pinterest at any given moment. You will need to refresh these feeds at least every 15 seconds because something super exciting may have actually happened whilst you looked away and had a sip of coffee.

3) a really cosy outfit is an absolute must, a onsie would be ideal but then there's the whole struggle of having to strip to your bra just to pee, highly inconvenient. I want easy access so I'm thinking joggers and a cosy jumper, at least then if the postman knocks I'll look decent enough that I can look him in the eye.

4) always be stocked up on food, perhaps you've skipped breakfast, I know I have. Ahem so moving swiftly on to lunch. Carbs a plenty.

5) because we are all so media savvy, its not enough that I'm watching TV, I also need my laptop in front of me and my phone at my side, preferably charging. I can multitask like a pro.

6) so whats on the TV? Hmm probably Netflix. Nope, Its definitely Netflix.

7) obvs we need snacks, I usually haven't planned this far ahead so it'll be anything I can find that I know my mum wont moan at me about eating, and no this doesn't include fruit.

*sidenote: it'll get to about 3pm and I will seriously start to wonder if I've even washed my face. Don`t judge.

8) I'll also usually try to do something productive because I'll start to feel lazy and useless, maybe search for some apprenticeships or something. This will result in me slamming down the laptop screen and comfortably returning to my gossip girl binge marathon. I tried.

9) I'll always crack out a recipie book because I kinda wanna be Mary Berry. My last attempt, egg-less pancakes, this wasn't by choice we just ran out of eggs. Really really bad idea, totally flopped, along with the pancakes.

10) absolutely no human contact, anyone messages, I'll get back to them. I'm busy being lazy guys.
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ultrabland (my HG cleanser)


ultrabland (my HG cleanser)

So the name kinda sounds like the tag line for my life.

I'm not gonna lie, if I could get away with halfheartedly scrubbing my face clean every night using a baby wipe and nothing more then I totally would, preferably from the comfort of my bed. I am basically Caroline Hirons worst nightmare.

My skin is just something else, I get spots. They start to go and then, Ohh look two days later I have more bloody spots, everywhere. I have scars, everywhere. Obviously because of the stupid spots. Its all very relentless.

I'm not a review kinda person cause what works for me may not always work for you and vice versa, this is just something that has worked for me. Its the only thing I use on my face, no moisturiser, no toner, no exfoliators, no masks, nothing else. That`s not to say I don't own tonnes of products, I spend a LOT on skincare cause I'm still relentlessly searching for the key to flawless, dewy heaven. Unfortunately though my skin just isn't remotely bothered by the fact I could have spent £22 on an organic face oil. Ungrateful organ.
Since just stripping right back things seems to have all cleared up on their own, I still have spots (obvs) but far fewer and they don't look like raging red bumps that are about to explode anymore. Always a good thing.

The cleanser itself is basically a waxy kinda thick oil that you massage onto your skin, you've gotta rinse with a warm flannel afterwards though or your left with a very odd waxy face, yankie eat your heart out. It melts away makeup and all the other crap that somehow ends up on your face after a long day, and leaves my also very dry skin feeling quite soft and nourished for a change, no moisturiser needed.

In all seriousness though if you are at your wits end then this product is just a little suggestion for you. For around £10 it may just be worth giving it a go.
Fingers crossed ey.
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single and I'm not gonna cry about it


single and I'm not gonna cry about it

So I have a new favorite word. 
This emoji literally says it all.

And for added sassyness, this girl knows.

With it being V day in less than 24 hours (single girls unite as we belt out some Beyoncé) now`s the time to love yourself and accept that a guy doesn't define you. It's hard to feel prestige when your on your lonesome and just about everyone on the planet seems to have romantic plans on the most romantic day of the year.. Eurgh there may be absolutely nothing romantic about a gossip girl binge session and a Tesco's finest ready meal for one but I've decided that this year I'm not letting my singleness get me down.
So this word prestige, not even really sure what it means but it's my new go to word. Feeling prestige to me means knowing your worth, knowing that you are a hot, intelligent, witty young woman with the world at your feet, and well a guy would simply, get in the way. 
Reasons I'm feeling particularly prestige today (and they don't involve a man)  

- I got up at 8am without the use of an alarm, I literally sprung out of bed, this is just unheard of. 
- I just ordered two tickets to this years Wireless festival as a surprise birthday present for one of my best friends, sure I'm now relatively penniless for a while but I know it'll be worth it
- I made pancakes for breakfast this morning, pancake day next week, huh it's pancake day everyday in my eyes. Smothered them in Nutella. The only way to do it tbh. 
- I just booked my very first driving lesson, absolutely shitting it but seize the day and all. 
- Alongside writing this (too many tabs) I'm currently searching for a hot new outfit for next weeks Friday night out, it's a birthday thing so therefore a new outfit is very much justified.

Whats making you feel pretty damn good about yourself today?

So instead of being all down in the dumps about being single this V day instead be safe in the knowledge that just because you don't have a guy in your life it doesn't mean you aren't as sassy as that emoji girl, as hot as Angelina Jolie, as cool as Suki Waterhouse or as powerful as Anna Wintour.
Because even if you are sitting at home in your PJ`s eating Kelloggs cornflakes for lunch,
Your still killing it! 
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you'll never guess whose on tinder??


you'll never guess whose on tinder??

"So basically your online dating".
Uhh not what I want to be shouting from the rooftops thank you very much.
One of my best friends discovered my dirty little secret, she spied that little tinder app on my home screen, the one that reminds me quite a lot of jedwards hair, anyone else? 
I covered it up by saying how absolutely hilarious it is, that I only joined for the "banter", little does she know I'm taking this tinder business very seriously. 
It was sparked one day when my step dad asked me if I had ever considered online dating. Of all the people. The sheer humiliation, "umm I'm 19 and I'm not desperate so no, thank you very much" was somewhere along the lines of my response. When I think of online dating I think of sites for men and women  aged 40+ whose profiles resemble that of a lonely old soul in desperate need of some companionship. 
I hold my hands up I was wrong. Well maybe not wrong, just I realise that only covers about 5% of people searching online for love. Only problem is the words love and tinder don't exactly go hand in hand. I've lost count of the times a guys profile has clearly stated with no uncertainty, "ONLY looking for some fun", can I suggest monopoly then mate. I'm not saying I expect to find 'the one' I'm 19 I don't actually want to find the one just yet but I would love to find a nice funny guy who I can have good conversations with and if that happened to turn into more then fab.
By the way I haven't just copied and pasted that from my tinder account!

What to expect from Tinder.
  1. You will see people on there you know, my personal fave, limit the distance to under 5km, guaranteed shocker. "Who knew George from college was on there and I swear he has a girlfriend".
  2. Likewise you will find at least one guy who has a picture of him and his beautiful girlfriend as his main profile picture, not quite sure he understands how this Tinder thing works. I just hope to God no one actually likes that guys profile cause seriously why would you. 
  3. You will begin to feel like Simon Cowel, I don't mean your trousers will feel too high up and your chest hair will start to show but you will feel pretty damn powerful, your basically judging this poor guy in about half a second based on his face. Don`t feel bad though, its happening to you too.
  4. You will get those guys who only have group photos, how the feck am I supposed to know which one you are. "Like I'm secretly hoping your the one in the white shirt, if you are then Bingo, if your not then well I think I`ll politely decline" Ha who am I kidding there is no polite way to decline. Just gotta bin him instead.
  5. You can match with almost 20 people but you can be sure that only 1 will actually start a conversation. Call me old fashioned but I'm waiting, remind me why you liked my profile again.  
  6. The guys with a shirtless bed selfie and a pout plastered on their face as their profile picture, yeah, just do yourself a favor and don't go there.
  7. You will probably find your brother, your uncle and your ex on their so be mentally prepared for that. If you ever can be.
  8. You can only use pictures taken from your Facebook profile, um does it not know that I've privated pretty much 99.9% of my fb photos because I look bloody awful in all of them.
  9. There's only so many times you can browse through loads of guys faces before it really starts to all get a bit tiresome.
  10. It really kills your phone battery. eurghh. *exits app* 

By the way I suck at Tinder. 
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when your feeling a bit down


when your feeling a bit down

When I find myself feeling crappy about something I often just take a moment to think, is it really that bad? If the answer is yes and I continue to scream into my pillow and feel an overwhelming desire to chuck my phone at the wall then that's okay. No really it is (although my mum may disagree) sometimes you have to be sad, no explanation needed, you gotta wallow, cry, sulk, swear and hang your head down like you just wanna block everyone out. I've done it far too many times, I should know. Far too many people tell you to just 'pick yourself up, get over shit, be happy and move on' but life's not that simple, we all know that. Sometimes nothing can make you smile because your sad or hurt and your in a bad place, we all go to those places at some point. You feel trapped and lonely and it's horrible, horrible that no one else can feel even an ounce of your pain. But things will get better because one thing I've learnt is that they always, always do. 

If however I can let out a large sigh, get myself out of bed (even if it is just for a coffee in my ever so precious starbucks mug) and maybe even resemble just half a human then perhaps it's not actually that bad. It's the little smile that appears on my face when I see a funny picture, a dancing polar bear or a stupid meme that reminds me that I have it in me to be happy it's just up to me to search a little deeper sometimes. Allowing yourself to enjoy a moment as much as you possibly can is so much more empowering than just being sad.

Sassy polarbear

The little things.
  • Let's start simple, a Starbucks Caramel Coffee Frappuccino will never go a miss. Cream and caramel sauce if you don't mind. I am a Starbucks enthusiast btw, my phone cover is Starbucks for Christs sake. 
  • taking time out, the bathroom seems to be the one place in the house which is actually quiet and there's a lock on the door. That thing called privacy, I finally understand it. And all those lush bath bombs you've been saving for a special occasion, well this is a special occasion. 
  • this may seem weird but its so rare for my room to actually be tidy that when it is I just feel like I've accomplished the impossible.
  • A heart to heart with whoever is willing to listen haha! Whoever bears the brunt of this one, well I applaud you and I love you.
  • Having a chat with yourself, I don't mean a full on out loud convo, things haven't got quite that bad yet. I just mean take some time to think things through in your head, maybe you over thought something so much you've made it out to be 10x worse, I am always doing this and having a little word with myself usually leaves me feeling in control again.
  • Treat yourself, those new topshop shoes I got yesterday, totally shouldn't have done that, but I did and you know what, idgaf.
  • Finding a happy distraction, this blog is my happy distraction as is reading other peoples blogs. Blogs allow you to get to know a person and their inner thoughts and feelings, it truly fascinates me how diverse everyone is yet how alike we all are at the same time. 
  • Find something to look forward to. Something as simple as a cup of tea (Yorkshire does the trick) or something as grand as a girls holiday (Ibiza here I come baby!) 
  • I'm not someone who can cry easily, I could be heartbroken yet still find it impossible to shed a tear, know that it's okay to not be an emotional mess all the time, it doesn't mean you don't feel, it just means you can't always express these emotions. I find physically writing down my feelings really helps bring on the water works and I do love a good cry. 
  • Knowing that you are fab, you are amazing, you deserve amazing and nothing less, crappy situations don't stay crappy forever! Here's one of my absolute favorite quotes that I have to share with you! 

Chances are your not the only one having a bad day, Just remember Daniel Powter had such a bad day he had to write a song about it. 

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Netflix: a tv lovers dream


Netflix: a tv lovers dream

It's lunchtime on a Wednesday, well it would be had I not have already eaten at around 11 (got greedy). The TV is crap, as per, what is it about daytime TV that these people don't understand. I hate antiques, I hate house renovations (when it's not my own) and I'm sorry mum but I actually secretly also kinda hate loose women. This is where I have to cave, I can't go on when I know greater things lie just a click of a button away. I'm talking about Netflix of course.
I figured it needed a somewhat dramatic introduction. 
Netflix is like a TV addicts equivalent to the Makeup addicts Naked Palette, the holy grail, only a true TV master can commit to paying a monthly fee for hours and hours worth of screen time, either that or your just a really lazy professional procrastinator. I don't know if saying I've watched most of the series on Netflix is something I should be proud of or something I shouldn't be so keen to admit. I'm not even a tele-aholic, I only really care for home and away and neighbours (obvs). I just love a good American drama, in which case Netflix is a place of dreams. Netflix is also a curse, once you start watching something, and believe me you will find something, hours will pass without you even knowing, it's like Sims all over again, only slightly more graphic in places.

- I'm already well and truly into PLL, I'm even using the abbreviation cause I'm that clued up. I've been watching it since it started and I've gotta say I don't even really know what's going on anymore but I've come this far and I will be dammed if I don't find out who A is, it literally has caused me sleepless nights trying to figure it out.
- I'm also hooked on the vampire diaries, who doesn't love blood curdling screams and vampire teeth. I know I do.
- I've been tempted by orange is the new black, mostly because my last name is Black and I have orange hair so it'd almost be rude not to (This is why I could never be a TV critic). It has been recommend by everyone and their dog so it can't do any harm to check it out. I'm only reluctant because I know full well I'll get hooked then won't be able to do a thing with my life.
- I'm also making it a goal of mine, because I aim high, to watch gossip girl, I don't know how I haven't already seen it. On paper its like my dream TV show, hot guys, drama, romance, probably get a brand new girl crush obsession over someone, sounds fab!
- I'm also currently getting my teeth stuck into the originals (gettit!) a spin off of the vampire diaries, it's quite dark in comparison to the TVD but that's all good with me.
- And finally I am loving Dance Moms, the concept sounds painful, pushy over protective mums or moms, whatever you prefer, and their precious dancing stage school perfect children. Its ridiculously addictive and I promise you you will get emotionally attached to some of these kids, watching them try to make in the world of dance with a quite frankly terrifying teacher. I know I know, sounds crap, but trust me on this one.

I really love finding new series to get stuck into but I usually go by recommendations and word of mouth before I commit to anything. There's way too many shows on this thing that probably aren't worth a week of my time! And if I'm going to continue having somewhat of a social life I've got to be a little bit picky. Although saying that I can watch just about anything. 

Now I just gotta figure out what to watch.
Any Netflix recommendations?
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