So I feel like this year has been one of a lot of progression, whilst at the same time I’ve gone backwards. Like I’ve managed to work a lot on myself, and how I am, but also like I’ve never disliked myself more.

The title for this old post is a bit of a weird one, not going to lie. Is there any perfect environment to hang out with strangers? I definitely wouldn't say getting picked up in car by a stranger is great. Or agreeing

You know, unless he was a sister... Ha I jest, I've had my influence on Jack and now he spends his spare time doing cartwheels and trying to get into the splits. Not that there's anything wrong with that of course. Anyway, I

You may have noticed that me and some fab bloggers went away on a little staycation a week and a bit ago... we've posted about it on every corner of the internet. BECAUSE IT WAS AMAZING. I'm going to do a post about

Let’s be honest, by that I mean how I use it to try and make myself resemble a beached whale slightly less. Unfortunately, no matter HOW incredible a Bullet Journal layout, it will not stop me shoving chips down my gob. And that’s

I don't really know what I want to achieve by this post. It's probably going to turn into one of those rambly, moaning posts which I love but you probably don't. I have pretty much always suffered with low confidence. I was a