Blogtober day 19.

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Hiyaaaaa can you actually believe it is it day 19 of Blogtober and I haven’t forgotten/given up/been blocked by the whole entire Internet for constantly rabbiting on, on here. I’m not going to lie, there have been occasions where I’ve come close, overcome with the thought of what am I ACTUALLY doing this for, all it’s doing is clogging your reader page and probably annoying you. Plus I’d usually get way too deep into the thoughts of why I’m actually blogging and whether it’ll ever really pay off for me or whether I am just genuinely wasting my spare time by talking about cake and cheese on the internet. The latter is a thought I try and quash quite regularly just in case it’s the truer of the two options.

I was hoping to use this month or Blogtober debacle to showcase my writing, my skillz and impress you all with some thought provoking, good fun, good humoured content that would result in at least 5 Pulitzer prizes. It’s built in my very core to aim high even if I’ll spectacularly fail. I’ve got an embarrassing amount of drafts on here filled with half written entities that I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do with. Some of them are complete jargon I was writing at about 5 am when I wake up ridiculously early, some of them read like the ramblings of a drunk crackhead and some of them are just dog memes I don’t know where to save. Maya Angelou eat your heart out, I think not.

For me, I just love writing. Even Christmas cards, notes to the DPD driver as I’m just heading out or customer feedback surveys for restaurants and stores I’ve shopped in. I suppose one of the side effects of becoming/being a writer is the inevitable ‘struggle’ that you have to go through or face at one stage or another. Struggling writers and struggling artists are what the creative arts are almost built on. No one wants to know about Little Miss Sophia that had it all. People like to hear stories about someone that worked tirelessly, that came from nothing, that typed their fingers to the bone whilst working 3 deadend jobs and an internship, raising triplets and living on the streets all for the off chance it might make a difference and they might actually do that thing, where they work their dream job. No pressure huns.

I think I read something online recently that said that the majority of Millennial’s (‘scuse me whilst I go gag,  I actually hate that word so much. Usually because it is twinned with an equal ridiculous sentence like ‘..Millennial’s can’t afford to get on the property ladder because they’re buying too many avocado’s…’. Firstly who is making these correlations?! Secondly unless you haven’t noticed rising house prices and a dire minimum wage don’t exactly go hand in hand. Thirdly….Iceland sell a bag of 8 avo halves for £3.50.) are a lot more likely to be working in jobs they don’t want to be doing compared to the older generations. I went to a school where they practically drummed it into you to aim high, aim high, aim high and basically saying that you don’t want to aspire to work in McDonalds or as a bin collector. Shady school I know but that’s a subject for another day. But can *every* single person chase their dreams and get what they want? Surely someone has to aspire to be a happy go lucky bin collector. The ones who do it in my village look like some of the happiest people I’ve ever seen. They’re always smiling, laughing and joking with each other. They carry dog treats in case they see a dog and they get to hang about in the fresh air for a living.

Has this sense of seeking perfection always been prevalent or is it because it’s nearly 11pm on a Friday night and I’m overthinking and questioning all of my life choices up until now. Like if only I stuck with my recorder lessons back at primary school I could be the first person in the world selling sold out stadium tours with me and my recorder. If only I actually paid attention in History in my GCSEs rather than looking out the window and trying not to drift off under the spell of my teachers monotonous voice. I swear that man could make a chess game between a seal and a top hat wearing grizzly bear sound dull.

Or maybe it’s just me, overthinking everything as per usual. Feeling very much like I’m the only person in the world that isn’t living their best life or travelling Greek islands via super yacht every single summer. Wondering what if I never achieve these hopes, goals and dreams and will spend my final years cursing my younger self in my youth for not working harder and for wasting too much time toiling away in a job I despise. But maaaaaybe it’s also the weather. Like I’m just feeling a little bit lacklustre at the moment. Almost as if it’s the calm before the storm and I’m waiting for something huge to come along and shake me up and set me in a new, much more exciting direction. Or maybe I’m just sleep deprived. Who knows.

So for now, I’m going to bid you goodnight.

MUCH LOVE. X

 

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Versatile Blogger Award!

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Can you believe it? I’m over halfway through my Blogtober attempt and I haven’t forgotten a day, my engagement has risen and I’m actually *ACTUALLY* getting a bit of passion and zest for my blog again, yay! I really hope I haven’t been spamming your feeds and inboxes recently mind you!

So I was completely made up this morning when I checked my twitter feed to see that lovely Abby (Fantastic name btw) had thought about little old me and tagged me in her Versatile Blogger Award. To be honest, I had thought I was following her blog for a lot longer than I actually was but I adore everything about her slice of the internet. Her personality shines through her style of writing, her photography and her content and I’ll admit her rice krispy treats recipe (seen here) has made me want to batch cook loads and eat them forever. Check out her blog here she is a delight.

The Versatile Blogger Award is a really fun and innovative way of celebrating bloggers that you follow that deserve all the support and recognition amongst the blogging world. I really enjoy doing these types of posts and its such a joy to get nominated and tagged to do them.

THE RULES:

  • Write your own Versatile Blogger Award blog post.
  • Thank the lovely blogger who nominated you.
  • Introduce yourself by writing 7 facts about yourself,
  • Finally, nominate 15 bloggers that you think deserve this award and let them know!

7 FACTS ABOUT ME:

  1. I am hideously indecisive. Like I can’t make decision to save my life depending whether it’s trivial like choosing a sandwich or a genuine life choice. I need a magic 8 ball.
  2. I’ve always wanted to visit America and Canada and road trip. Cliche I know!
  3. I passed my driving test first time with only one minor. I’m such a show off right?!
  4. My favourite dessert is a Creme Brulee.
  5. I’ve never smoked.
  6. I love homeware shopping.
  7. I love trying new foods and learning about different cultures.

The lovely bloggers I’d like to nominate are:

Laura

Ross

Michael

Laura

Gillian

Paolo

Michaela

Vixxy

Lyd

Ar

Gemma

Grace

Nikky

Hollie

Hannah

These are some of the most genuine, passionate and talented bloggers I know this side of the internet. So I would totally recommend following/stalking (online only please)

Thank you so much again to Abby. You made my day by thinking of me!

MUCH LOVE. X

22 Things you’ll know if you come from a small town.

I live in the middle of nowhere. Often when people say that they actually mean they live at least 20 minutes from their nearest Nando’s and a bit of a walk to the bus stop or train station. But I live just outside of a small touristy town in Dorset, England. It’s often featured on those Instagram travel blogger pages, don’t get me wrong it is pretty and a perfect place  to shoot a candid or a landscape shop but to me, I’m just seeing all the cobbles I’ve tripped over and all the drunken memories I’ve got of us larking about as teenagers.

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I’ve always lived in the countryside and have dreamt of living in an exciting big city for as long as I can remember. Don’t get me wrong it was a lovely a place for me to grow up as I never felt unsafe and could play out with my friends all the time. People who live in bigger towns or cities don’t realise the actual first world problems we face on a day to day basis, how utterly headbanging it can be living in the literal cowpat middle of nowhere and how life can be a little bit more like Hot Fuzz than Countryfile than first anticipated.

You can always tell who belongs in a big city and who’s just visiting. 

If you’re in London and you have to check the tube maps then you’re definitely not from those ends. Or if you apologize when someone bumps into you or you bump into them. OR if you actually wait at a pedestrian crossing…Jus saying. I honestly feel like I have mad Arthur Weasley vibes when I’m trying to navigate myself 3 stops on the same Tube line.

Learning to drive is a must.

I live in a village with a few buses a day and a train station in the next town along as soon as I could I learnt to drive so I could do all the fun things you do at 17 like driving all your mates around a Tesco car park at 10pm at night. Learning to drive little, narrow mud splattered country lanes I swear is more nerve wracking than a motorway.

 Manoeuvring around each and every pothole meticulously.

Investing in a 4×4 sometimes feels like the safest option rather than mourn your suspension everytime you drive to the shops.

Planning going out out around buses and train times.

My nearest nightclubs are either in the next town town and is a complete dive (it’s on an industrial estate and they still have under 18s nights, grim I know right) or in Salisbury which is a 30 minute train journey away.  So if we fancy a night of embarassing ourselves in a ‘Spoons we have to either get the last train home at 11, pay a ridiculous amount for a taxi home (honestly feel like I could actually charge someone for a piggyback ride for cheaper) or have to pay for a cheap hotel for the night just so you can get truly Naomi Campbell’d.

Local Newspapers.

Before we got fire, wifi and FaceBook (Y’know the 3 necessities in life) the local paper was like the Facebook of it’s time. It was practically read as gospel. If it wasn’t in the Blackmore Vale then did it really even happen??? No one is born and no one passes away without it being a part of the births, deaths and marriages page. Similarly I have way too much fun having a bit of a giggle at the cringy dating page. Turns out there is a lot of people in my local area looking for a discreet something on the side.

Local Newspaper headlines.

Full credit to some of the journalists who make a living trying to find the biggest, best and most exciting ‘scoop’. The most exciting thing that happened in my town was that someone would move for sale signs and put them in front of someone else’s house. Or when the local antique shop got their giant Punch and Judy statue stolen from their front window. It dominated headlines for weeks.

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That moment of pure hometown glory when you see it appear on the News or on the weather map. 

Fete’s / Carnivals.

Carnivals in the countryside are a just a liiiiiiittle bit different to something like Notting Hill or Rio for instance. Think of it as a cross between Big Fat Gypsy Weddings, Jeremy Kyle, about 20 tractors pulling floats and about 60,000,000 flashing LED lights.

I mean, I may have made out that carnival’s sound horrendous but it’s pretty much always for charity and LOOK how much fun this guy is having?! You can’t say we don’t make our own fun! And also Health and Safety would have a FIELD DAY here. 

Weird Traditions.

Are you even from a small town in the middle of nowhere if you don’t have some sort of weird tradition??? I really don’t mean like some sort of voodoo ritual like you all think us hillbilly folk do but like summer fetes, gardening shows, allotments and carnivals. For instance near Gloucester there is a competition to chase a wheel of cheese down a steep hill. But we do claim Glastonbury in the West country, so swings and roundabouts I guess!?

 

No one ever knows where you’re from. 

I went to a 3 day conference for work a few years ago and the table all took it in turns to introduce themselves and say their name and where they were from. There were the obvious ones like Cardiff, Birmingham, Stockholm (It was a weird mix of people I won’t lie, not quite as iconic as New York, London, Paris but maybe one day it will be who knows???) But then everyone turned to face the little country bumpkin that is  me and I said I was from Shaftesbury in Dorset to which none of them really knew where that was until one exclaimed loudly that she absolutely loved when she saw Cats in the West End and stayed in a lovely hotel just off of Shaftesbury Avenue…

No signal. 

Oh my days this is the bane of my life. I spend about 90% of my phone calls shouting ‘YEAH I CAN HEAR YOU, CAN YOU HEAR ME????’.  I think I might have had full signal on my iPhone at home once. Then I moved my phone by a quarter inch off of my bed and it was gone again.

Literally ever.

It was practically a grand event where I’m from when a shop goes Contactless. God knows what’ll happen when they discover Apple Pay. OR fibre optic broadband.

The old adage goes that in London or any other big city, you’re never more than 6ft away from a rat, well in a small town I reckon it’s the same law of averages about people you went to school with. 

Deliveroo is a myth.

The nearest Topshop, cinema, civilization is about 20 miles away. 

Praise the Lord for online shopping and free returns is all I can say.

More indie shops.

You know me, I love an independently run shop, coffee shop, cafe, restaurant or whatever and smaller towns have such interesting high streets whereas bigger towns or cities can sometimes look all the same, littered with the exact same high street stores.

EVERYTHING INVOLVES COMMUTING.

Traffic.

Congestion can often have a different meaning from a queue of cars, to being stuck behind a tractor or a farmer taking his cows from one field to the other. One slight benefit is that you’ve always got an excuse if you’re running late and happened to be stuck behind a tractor, again. I really hope none of my friends see this because I am ALWAYS running late and there’s always a tractor going slow. HONEST. Ahem.

Everyone knows everyone.

It’s more than likely your friends have dated someone you’re somehow distantly related to.

Pubs everywhere.

Some of them quaint and charming, some of them filled with old men that stare at you as if you’ve walked in with a vial of Anthrax with a pint of local cider.

Country pubs are better than clubs and bars. 

Biased but if you can find me a bar or a club in the middle of London that serves a ploughmans, has a log fire and a cuddly pub dog then HIT. ME. UP.

Everyone is friendly. 

I live in a village that if you pass someone you must always say ‘Hello!’ or ‘Good Morning’ or at least comment on the weather. You look like a bit of a weirdo in a city wishing strangers a good morning so maybe it’s just a small town thing.

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As much as I whinge and moan about the trivial things it really is quite beautiful and will always feel just like home. I can’t imagine growing up anywhere else. And sometimes when you want to take a few moments away from social media, the lack of signal has it’s benefits.

MUCH LOVE.X

 

Blogger Recognition Award #3

Hiya you! Yes you! This whole blogging thing is a bit mad sometimes isn’t it? Look at me typing away right now as if we’re actually having a conversation, cos to me we are having a conversation right now, like two middle aged women catching up on the high street. Plus you guys are my pals, my internet friends, some of the coolest people I know and why wouldn’t I want to stop and say y’alright love to you!? Anyway enough about me and that weird ramble…How are you? Have you had a good week? TELL MEEEEEE?!

I’ve only been nominated/tagged in another Blogger Recognition Award haven’t I?! This was from Michael who I actually began chatting to from a twitter chat, I think it was the CBeeChat actually which is on Monday evenings! It was really great fun to chat to likeminded people and make new Blog connections and friends. He has a really great blog (just here, give it a read, love it, inhale it, all the above) which I’d really urge you to check out plus he is active across his social media channels so feel free to send him some LOL gifs on my behalf please and thanks.

It sounds really cringe, probably massively so to everyone else, but it does genuinely warm my heart when I get nominated or mentioned for anything for my blog or even a #FF on twitter or Instagram. It makes me feel so proud that I am getting recognised by my lovely fellow bloggers among the blogosphere.

Anyway! So if you’re new around here or new to the blogging biz, the Blogger Recognition Award is basically an idea that started up (I should really have looked more into the history surrounding this before I started chit chattering on about it) in order to recognise, celebrate and share 15 of your favourite bloggers to let them know how brilliant they are. Share why you started blogging and two tips you’d give to newbie bloggers. I really wish I came across this type of post when I first started blogging.

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Why I started blogging:

So this is a short story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down and I’d like to take a minute, just sit right there and I’ll tell you how I became the creator of a blog called What Abbie Says….LOL sorry about that it had to be done. So I started blogging back in 2012 actually on a completely different blog page under a different name and I was only 17 at the time and I really didn’t have a clue what I was doing. Not that I really do now to be honest! I used it as somewhere to share my thoughts on everything from nail varnish to my Topshop hauls to why I decided not to go to University. I took a bit of a backstep from it as life kind of got in the way and then I restarted here last year. From the beginning I never really thought of blogging as something more than a hobby or something to do to share my thoughts and feelings on pretty much anything that I wanted. I’m passionate about writing and creativity and have always wanted to be a writer of sorts. I’ve never really given it much consideration about if this could ever become a full time thing or give me a fixed income. Obviously if it did it would be amazing but I’m not holding out much hope at the moment!

If I had to share two pearls of wisdom with a new blogger:

  1. Have fun. Don’t worry about keeping up with the others in terms of what your blog should look like, what you should write about, how you should photograph things. It is your space, make it yours and as long as you’re happy with it, babe you do what you want! If you want to talk about model airplanes DO IT, if you want to write about why peanut butter is so much better than almond butter then DO IT (and you’d have my complete and full backing on cos peanut butter is honestly the glue that holds my life together)
  2. Self Promo. This is something I really need to get better at and usually post a link to a latest blog post once or twice onto my twitter page and that’s it. To get the best engagement for your blog, be your own showman and PR and leave a link on you Instagram bio if you want other bloggers, PRs and brands or readers to find you that way then it’ll be so much easier. Similarly sharing your blog links via Pinterest or Bloglovin’ does wonders in getting long lasting views!

I’m going to nominate a small handful of wonderful bloggers that I follow. These guys really deserve so much more credit and praise and I wish I could promote them or be a cheerleader for them day in day out but I might look like a bit of a weirdo and like a crazy fan. Which is half true. No shame. Well without much further ado. I’m going to tell you about some of the best internet people this side of Shane Dawson.

Vixxy

Laura

Shay

Kamilah or K (I don’t know which one she prefers but either way she is VERY cool and I stan her pure existence)

Kate

Lyd

Ar (After days of an extensive search turns out that’s just a nickname and there’s me with my Dorset twang pronouncing it like ARRRRRRRRRRRRR)

Hannah

I adore each and every single one of these gals. I am so truly thankful for blogging and social media for being weird and wonderful but for also introducing me to such fabulous people like these brilliant girls.

MUCH LOVE. X

 

Blogger Recognition Award #2

Happy Monday ya little pain au chocolats, I’m finally getting round to writing up the  Blogger Recognition Award Laura from Purlls of Wisdom tagged me in last week. I won’t lie I am finding this whole #Blogtober lark a bit of a struggle. My plan was to write interesting and fun content every day of October and so far I feel like it’s been a bit mediocre. But I tend to think that about the good majority of things I do. Without sounding like a mega negative Nancy I’ve always been a bit of a pessimist. Anyway! Onwards with this post. This is one of those tags that you see floating around the blogosphere that fellow bloggers nominate each other for. It’s a fun way of getting to know other bloggers around the world and also for celebrating other blogs that deserve the recognition and the love.

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The rules of the tag are as followed:

  • Prove a link back to the original post and the person who tagged you.
  • Write a small post about the origins of your blog story and how it all got started.
  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.
  • Select and tag 15 other bloggers you want to give this award too.

WHERE IT ALL STARTED:

I spoke about my blogger story and how it all got started in this post just here a few months ago. I have always loved writing and creative writing, ever since I was a little girl so to be honest it’s not much of a shock that passion has stayed with me, and will hopefully stay with me throughout life. I decided when I was about 16 or 17 to start a blog documenting possibly every scrap detail of my life from what I wore to sixth form, to the colour of my nail polish that day to where I was eating. I stayed with that blog for about 2 or 3 years until life kind of took over and it became more of a chore to me than something relaxing, therapeutic and fun. Early last year I was toying with the idea of blogging again as a way of destressing and communicating with other likeminded, super cool people. Eventually I made a blog in about May or June last year and use it as somewhere to share my thoughts, foods and opinions.

ADVICE:

If I had to impart my wisdom with newbie bloggers I’d probably say two things.

  • Try not to worry about numbers, stats and keeping up with others. It’s fantastic when you hit a certain milestone or if something you’ve worked really hard on get’s the recognition it and you truly deserve but if that is the sole reason why you’re blogging to become internet famous, the next Zoella and a Coconut Lane discount code with your name on it then the blogging biz might be a bit of a struggle for you.
  • Get involved with blogger tags, groups and chats on Twitter and Instagram. I have becomes friends with some truly wonderful people from all around the world because of this. Some living far away some only down the m25. It’s such a lovely to speak with and one day meet such lovely people. I have a list as long as my arm of people I’d love to meet from these communities and I’m hoping one day soon I might actually be able to put a plan into action and actually see their real life faces.

I know the award says to tag 15 other people however I’m going to tag just a handful as I have another one of these from Michael coming up at the end of the week. I’m so touched and so grateful to be tagged in these it always makes me so happy and truly makes my day!

Laura

Zara

Jess

Jessie-Ann

Esther

Gillian

Veronica

I’ve chosen to tag these girls because I’m such a huge fan of their content and the way in which they write and also style their blogs. You can tell they put so much of their hard work, time and effort into it. As soon as one of their posts ping into my inbox I genuinely get so excited to sit down and have a read. If I could give each and every one of you an Oscar, a Grammy, a Pulitzer Prize or a piece of the crown like in Mean Girls I would do it in a shot.

Thanks for reading.

MUCH LOVE. x

 

Blogtober day five.

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I won’t lie to you, I very nearly forgot to post my blogtober day five post. Just when I thought everything was coming up Milhouse and I was in the swing of things I had this thought niggling away in the back of my mind that I’d forgotten something. So you’re getting some unscheduled, completely fresh content right here. Think of this like when a comedian or singer or performer goes off script at a gig, showing their actual, usually proper sweaty personality and it either makes the whole show or leaves you cringing like mad. I’m hoping it’ll be the former and you’ll think I’m even more ruddy cool than to begin with. But seeing as I just used the word ruddy I’m not off to a great start.

It’s currently half past eight on a Friday night you’re probably thinking, is our number 1 hun writing this in an uber on the way to the club????? Well you’re half right. I am well on my way to my second bar. Bar of Dairy Milk Caramel it is for that matter. Yup you’re right, when Kanye West was singing ‘Damn they don’t make ’em like this anymore’ he was in fact talking about me. Alas I am not a cool kid, I am at home slapping them keys on my laptop in front of the telly watching Gardener’s World. 23 going on 80.

I’m such an old aged pensioner at heart. I live for nights in, I’m always wearing knitwear and feel the cold plus I’m crap with technology. Or technology is just rubbish with me. I think the only reason Apple has made so much money is singlehandedly because of me and the amount of wires, cables, plugs and chargers I seem to be constantly buying. Let’s just cut the middle man out now and call it Abble. My phone is so broken it’s laughable now. It switched itself off today whilst full of battery life. When it turned back on again it was all in Arabic. HOW?! It has a mind of it’s own I swear and clearly mine thinks it should be sunning itself on the beaches of Dubai instead. So after about half an hour of Gemma screenshotting the English to Arabic words I needed to get my phone back to settings I could actually read and pronounce we fiiiiiinally did it. If you’re wondering who Gemma is. Gemma is my fabulous blogging friend who has this beaut of a blog just here. I’ve known her for years and I have all of this mad blogging world to thank for coming across her.

I also spent some of today googling where to go on a ghost hunt in my local area. Because I’m not already incredibly barmy enough I thought why not add claimed by a Demon king into the mix cos y’know it’s something to do and something to add to my CV/tinder bio. I’ve always been a bit fascinated by anything paranormal and as I was on the phone to my friend telling him all about the sleepover in an abandoned asylum I was just about to confirm he did remind me that we may either be scammed of our money or dragged around the room by our feet by Caspar the unfriendly ghost. Needless to say it wasn’t booked and will probably just spend our Halloween night drinking gin and stalking people on Facebook we used to go to school with. Something equally as scary I imagine.

When I put into digital words like this it does make my day sound a bit mental no wonder my brain was turned into fluffy marshmallows and I couldn’t remember Blogtober. I’m only five days in and the word Blogtober is already annoying me. It’s not a nice word and its an even more annoying noise. Try saying it…try it. I also feel like I’m really clogging up everyone’s feeds/inboxes and timelines with all my new posts and I feel quite bad about that. I hope I’m not annoying anyone! But I also hope you’ll all be dead British and polite about it all and not tell me the actual truth whether it is getting on your wick. But I’ve gained more engagement and followers in the last five days than I have in the last two months and for that I am eternally grateful. So thanks you absolute babes I adore you all. Especially you. Don’t tell the others ok?

My plan for this post was to write random facts about myself that aren’t like cliche random facts like that I prefer dogs to cats and baths to showers because in my opinion that’s just kinda normal to me. How can you not like a cuddly puppy or a nice warm bath to soak into all night long. But like fifteen little ditties that you might not know, or you might not want to know who knows? Ok here goes.

  • I am 23 years old and I still struggle with my left and right. Embarassing, childlike, random I know all of the above but I get so confused and still have to make an L shape with my finger and thumb with my hands to figure.
  • I am a certified loser and I am totally, ridiculously ok with that. It used to bother me but now it just bothers me that all of a sudden it is now COOL to be weird?! I spent my youth accepting it and now all of a sudden it seems everyone is listening to Morrissey and sinking into a conspiracy theory hole on the internet for 6 hours. K.
  • I’ve never liked my name. I feel like it isn’t really me but I wouldn’t change it because I don’t think people would call me by my new name.
  • When I was younger I used to want to be a banker as my dream job. Not like a high flying city banker on Wall Street. I just wanted to work in Barclays on my High Street. Maybe it was the dashing neckerchiefs I liked or the overriding thought that you got to take home the spare money at the end of the day. Maybe I had a premonition at a young age of what bankers actually do. Who knows.
  • I have been vegetarian since last November and it unnecessarily annoys me that veggie burgers very rarely have gherkins in them.
  • can believe it’s not butter.
  • I think nutella is overrated and overused. Don’t @ me.
  • I am obsessed with stargazing. Staring at the moon and the stars. I think it’s beautiful that wherever you are in the world you and 7 billion others still see the same moon.
  • I am scared of the dark. Whiiiiiiich brings me back to one of my original statements how I’ll be eaten alive by a demon ghost soon.
  • When I was little my nan would always let me and my sister watch Titanic whilst we were staying over. But she’d stop the film just before the boat hit the iceberg. Obvs I am aware of the real story now. 
  • If I had to live anywhere in the world it would either be in Paris or Italy.
  • I am very much a do then think type of person.
  • I very much enjoy deep discussions with people (Idk why the aesthetic is better in a car at 2am) I love deep chat.
  • I am an actually quite a cultured swine and would love to spend my days travelling, going to the theatre and art galleries. It’s not all cocktails and cakes with this bird.
  • I am secretly not so secretly obsessed with a little something I like to call Old Age British Phrases. They usually make little to no sense and you’re not entirely sure what they mean. My nan is a queen of them for instance she’ll say something like Don’t trouble, trouble, until trouble, troubles you. Which literally makes about 0 sense but to her it is gospel.

So congratulations. You’re now in my brain, how does it feel? Invigorating I bet. Thanks for reading all of this it genuinely warms my little weirdo heart having you all in my life.

MUCH LOVE. x

The Autumn Tag!

So I thought for Blogtober day 4 I would write all about my favourite season of them all. I don’t know if you’ve picked up on the idea that I actually rrrrrreeeeeeeaaaaaally do like Autumn. I mean I’ve only been banging on about it on Twitter, Instagram and on here for what seems like a full month now ha! I’ve seen a few blog tags floating around over the last few years similar to this one and seeing as I haven’t done a tag post in a while, I thought now would be as good a time as ever. I’ve taken a few questions from this post from a few years ago on Makeup Savvy’s blog (seen here) and added some of my own questions to it as well.

The Autumn Tag!

What signifies the start of Autumn for you?

It would either be when the leaves start to change colour or when it’s really cold in the mornings and sunny and bright in the afternoons. I absolutely love that weather, even if it is a bit annoying when trying to dress appropriately for it!

What is your favourite Autumn scent?

I really like spicy scents in general but even more so at this time of year. Apple cinnamon and baked gingerbread are always firm favourites of mine. Similarly I also really like the smell of wood. We have a log fire at open and it just smells really good. 

What is you favourite Autumn colour?

I love rich dark reds all year round but maroon and burgundy especially right now.

Are you a fan of a PSL (pumpkin spice latte) ?

No.

What is your favourite Autumn drink? 

A gingerbread latte usually but I haven’t actually been into any coffee chains and tried any of their seasonal drinks yet! I’m super into the sound of Starbucks Caramel Brulee latte this year though!

What’s your favourite coffee shop and their drink of choice?

It’s usually Costa just as that’s the only chain in my closest town but I do like Starbucks gingerbread latte or their seasonal hot chocolates!

Apple pie or Pumpkin pie?

Apple pie. Hands down!

What TV show, new or old are you looking forward to in the next few months?

You always know Christmas is drawing in when X Factor and The Apprentice is back on tv! I don’t really watch either to be honest I’ve not been watching much tv at all recently. But I am really excited that The Good Place season three is on Netflix. I need a Janet in my life!

What is your favorite Autumn fashion trend?

I love an accessory especially a hat. I really want to get a beret or invest in a really nice coat this year.

What is your favourite comfort food to enjoy in the colder months?

I love a jacket potato with cheese and beans. It’s not very classy but it’s my fave!

What is your favourite Autumn activity?

I feel like in the UK there’s not much you can really do compared to like in the US. I might be wrong though! There aren’t any pumpkin patches near me and I’m a bit too old to be going trick or treating I reckon! But there’s a National Trust place near me called Stourhead and it always looks really beautiful in the Autumn colours so we usually make a visit as a family there.

Are you a fan of horror movies?

I like watching them behind a pillow does that count? I quite like thriller films and jumpy ones. I just don’t like blood and gore.

Do you ever do anything fun for Halloween? 

I went to Fright Night at Thorpe Park last year with one of my best mates and it was such good fun. It took us about five hours to get home in the end.

What was your favourite part about halloween as a child?

Obvs getting all the sweets when trick or treating. I was a little chub though so of course I liked all the free sweets.

Are you a bigger fan of Bonfire night or Halloween?

Um I’d probably say Halloween just because I’m not bothered by bonfire night! Lowkey afraid of fireworks as a child.

Where is your dream destination to visit in the Autumn?

CANADA. It looks perfect and like I should be eating poutine and wearing plaid shirts and posing in Banff. Not like I’ve thought this through or anything…..

Do you always forget about the clocks going back?

YES. It confuses me everytime. Although with smartphones you no longer have to worry about manually adjusting the time. I was out at the pub one year when the clocks went back and I’ve never seen so many confused people to go through 1am twice.

When do you usually start preparing for Christmas?

Christmas Eve? I know it’s awful I hate myself for it but I am so unorganised and am usually up until 2am wrapping presents still.

autumn tag post flatlay

I’m tagging these absolute huns to take part in this because I’d love, love, LOVE to know what they’d say. And because they’re all absolutely great jus saying.

Laura

Ross

Esther

Jess

Danielle

Gillian

Zara

Michael

Jo

Thanks for reading!!

MUCH LOVE X