Showing posts with label Memories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Memories. Show all posts

16 June 2014

Untitled


How do you write a letter when there is no way to accurately describe your thoughts and feelings? When every word, every sentence does not feel right, feels inappropriate or just not good enough?

10 January 2014

New Year’s resolutions or learning to like myself a bit more



“No one could ever hate me as much as I hate myself, okay? So any mean thing someone's going to think of saying about me, I've already said to me, about me, probably in the last half hour.”
- Hannah, Girls

Its 10 days into 2014 and I am now back in London and back to reality after a relaxing 2 weeks at home. 2 weeks of no writing, hardly any emails and nothing more than time with my dog (not that she appreciated it), my family (they were glad to ship me back to London by the end) and my friends (sadly missed). 

10 December 2013

Colleges, Coffee and Coxes: A weekend in Oxford

A weekend away can do wonders. I have had a few not so great weeks and desperately needed some time away from London. Don’t get me wrong I love London and could not ask for a greater place to live but sometimes, very occasionally, I need to leave London and breathe some fresh English country side air.



7 May 2013

Does this make my bum look big? On how we see ourselves & self-esteem


"In the words of Oscar Wilde 'Be yourself; everyone else is taken'." - Carol Lake*

Every morning on my way into work I walk past a newspaper and magazine stand. The last time I actually bothered to take a look at any of the magazines on their shelves I, unsurprisingly, found most magazines trying to entice me to buy them by promising me a quick and easy way to the perfect body. Taking their offer seriously I should have the perfectly tall, lean, muscular body structure with long legs, straight, white teeth, long fingers (but not toes) and radiant skin that I have always dreamed of.


21 February 2013

The Baking Experiment Presents: Blackberry Sourecream Octopus Cupcakes

Last week was my final week at my old job with my lovely boss and colleagues. I distinctly remember my boss telling me about the Octopus cake the last leaver baked in my interview. So I knew I had some big shoes to fill, particularly with the reputation of 'Cupcake Queen' in the office.





11 February 2013

Welcoming B. back into my life: Being Emotionally attached or why we should invest in timeless pieces


September 3rd was the day when B and I first laid eyes on each other. It was love at first sight. Instant spark. Undeniable chemistry. Made for each other. Since then, B and I have been inseparable. He is soft and warm; comforting. He has been there for me when I needed him. The few days that we have been separated have been miserable. I felt naked without him in my life.