Habit
When I was younger, there was a certain website that I’d check almost religiously. Over time, I detached myself from the writer, but still subscribed to the RSS feed which would tell me when a new post was up. Recently,…
When I was younger, there was a certain website that I’d check almost religiously. Over time, I detached myself from the writer, but still subscribed to the RSS feed which would tell me when a new post was up. Recently,…
I went to Cabot Circus after work on Monday night for a little retail therapy (Aim: To find some new skirts and tops for work. Purchased: 3 dresses, 1 skirt, 1 cardigan, and various tights and socks. Shopping fail.) I…
Ooh, crazy busy weekend, with the Cabot Circus Fashion Weekender (lots to tell on that!) and Sarah driving across the country to try and get to Bristol before 3.50pm. But instead of writing about that (because I have to go…
As some of the more observant among you (and those who saw Sarah’s quite frankly, brilliant spamming on Twitter last night) ceriselle.org finally has a new look, after so many years (not even a joke, ugh) of procrastination. I was…
As quite a few of the Aber lot are posting blog posts about this, it’s got me thinking as well. Whilst I loved Aber for the time I was there, theres a very good reason why I’ve not been back…
Why are pirates called pirates? Because they arrrrr! Today is International Talk Like A Pirate Day, or as I like to think of it “That day that everyone tries to speak like a Bristolian”. (I love the Brizzle accent!) Heres…
So it was my birthday on Sunday (12th). A fun filled four days, yes, but exhausting. I got given so many exciting things though, and whilst I’ve said before that I’m not a fan of “haul” videos, my presents were…
Hello hello! I’m back from my busy few days with lots to show you! Did you miss me? No? I don’t care, I’m STILL going to tell you about my weekend! So on Thursday, I slept in (yum) and caught…
I’m homesick. I know, its taken a while! To be fair, I’ve been like this for quite some time. It was strange not going to Mums grave at Christmas/her anniversary (instead I was snowed in at Alexs. Poor boy. I…
A few weeks into my extended stay at the Boys house (which sort of turned into me moving in, oops), a magazine dropped onto the doormat. When I saw it was a Betterware catelogue, I may have squealed with glee….
So you might have noticed that I’m not really a beauty blogger (I wouldn’t really define myself as a fashion blogger either, but I’m probably closer to fashion than beauty if you feel the need to define what my random…
In case you had forgotten (how could you? I know you’ve gotten it written down in your diary with a big heart and stars all around it), it is my 27th birthday in less than a months time. (September 12th.)…