Wednesday, 27 November 2013

A New Look!

Look at my pretty new blog! With the help of Serena at Pretty Wild Things my page has flourished into something that is totally my own - and I looove it. As someone who hates Primark and the likes, you can imagine my despair when I started out and had to style my blog layout in a 'default theme'. Ugh.

She was so easy to work with, really friendly and gave me just what I was looking for! I know right- get a room! It's cool... I asked her out, she said no - but I'll always have this blog to remember her by. 

Thanks again Serena!

Tuesday, 12 November 2013


To most, I don’t exactly come across as a touchy-feely person. To Ewan, I’m probably the touchiest feeliest person around. I imagine I resemble some sort of koala bear – strictly in the clinging to a tree sense, not the chlamydia sense. But to the majority of others – I’m an arms-length kind of gal.

Want to know when I like to get my stroke on? When I’m SHOPPING. I can’t help but weave in and out of shops having a right good feel of what’s on offer. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not in Aisle 7 of Asda caressing the furniture polish – this is strictly clothing related.
At first I didn’t notice how much I did it -  a sleeve here, a collar there – until Ewan called me out on it one day, after witnessing me almost going to second base with a particularly beautiful jacket. I laughed it off at the time, and probably stopped doing it for the duration of the shopping trip – but the next time I went out I couldn’t help myself. I love me some sleeve.

It wasn’t until a recent trip to Topshop that I got stuck in a rotation with another feeler (that’s what I’m calling us – creepy right?), and as we flirted with half of the items in the shop, I couldn’t stop myself from realising how ridiculous we must look.

Image from Pinterest
A feeler in action...
“I like that jumper there…”
“Ooh yeah, that’s gorgeous! You should get it!”
“Hang on, best have a feel first… NOPE, IT’S LIKE A BED OF NAILS. Get it away from me.”

I mean, what do we really expect from copping a feel? I know I’m not the only one who does it… there are at least two of us out there.

Another thought that has crossed my mind is how much my own items of clothing have been felt up. It’s one thing masking yourself from the idea of your partner having been touched by someone else before you – but my clothes?!

I can’t bear the thought. 

Friday, 1 November 2013

My H2Overdose.

I’ve decided to drink more than 3 sips of water a day – I hear it’s good for you.
This has been long overdue. I know that I don’t deserve a medal for treating my body to the water it needs, and I should probably get a swift clip round the ear for not doing this sooner - but I’ve decided to blog about this incase there are people out there as daft as me.

Preach it, Shakira.

I have some serious skin issues, so I’m really hoping to hydrate my face more than anything else (take a back seat, digestion and internal organs), and I’ve decided to photo –document my face over the next 6 weeks to see if I notice a difference. The pictures won’t be shown until the 6 weeks is up, because my skin is so horrendous now – you’ll just have to believe that I’ve not doctored the images in any way before the reveal!

The health benefits of simply drinking water should make it a no brainer – better functioning insides, faster digestion, faster metabolism, more brain activity – and most importantly, it helps identify when you’re actually hungry and when you’re just being a wee fat pie. Genius!

The only downside to all this water consumption is the endless trips to the loo at the other end of the hall – but that counts as cardio, right?