If I Could Turn Back Time: Why I love the 1950s

I absolutely love the vintage aesthetic of the 50’s. I know it could be partly down to nostalgic re-imaginings of the era but if I could live in one other decade from the past, it would be this one.

My friend Lizzie took me out for an afternoon tea as a belated birthday gift, to this gorgeous vintage salon with a 1950s look and it rekindled my love for the style! I want to seek out vintage fairs and more locations like Le Keux (the diner/salon we visited). Places that keep the 50’s spirit alive but are a little closer to home!

I attended the Goodwood Revival (a vintage festival) every year for the past 4 years, but this year I won’t be able to go! Travelling the 150 miles or so for the day always takes it out of me, so I never have the effort left to make myself dress up, and I feel it is a waste. If only it were a little closer…

Geeking Out Loud: My Top 9 Favourite Games of All Time (Up ’til Now)

Some people like going out-out to break free from life. Some bake cakes, go hiking, scream into the void, play guitar… For me, my go-to outlets have always been games. They have influenced me, shaped my character, been an escape when I had nothing else… Some have become a part of me (literally) and inspired me to create awesome things. But then again, some have just blissfully wasted my precious life.

So here is my definitive list: my favourite games to date and why I love them.

Little Princess 1993: Achieving Everything and Nothing At All

When I was 4, I won an award for being a Little Princess and (I jest that) it’s my most recognised achievement to date. The trophy has survived every clear out and house move my mum has had and as of today it’ll be 25 years old.  I literally won it for being pretty (and also probably stood out due to the awesome hand-made dress that my grandma made for me.) I joked with my mum, that it was the only thing I’d ever really achieved.

To Dream the Impossible Dream: A Significant Life Update

Recently, my life has been turned upside-down. For so long I’ve been holding back what I wanted to do, who I wanted to be, the life I wanted to live. It was no-one’s fault; it just became this way slowly and I filled my life with material things as a way of filling some kind of void that I had inside me.

This isn’t one of those posts where I preach about how material things are unimportant. I understand that they all have a place, and so many things hold meaning in people’s lives. But to cut a long story short, I have (at least in the short term) moved out of my house and left a great deal of these material things behind, and it’s given me a little perspective on what’s really important.

“To dream the impossible dream, To fight the unbeatable foe
To bear with unbearable sorrow,To run where the brave dare not go”

Major Adulting: Trying to Capture my Creative Spark

For weeks now, I’ve felt overwhelmed by the most minor of tasks… It’s safe to say I have not been adulting very well. Any thought of writing or creating was completely out of the window, as I struggled with the basic instinct of waking up and giving a damn about anything past what’s in front of my eyes. It’s a horrible feeling. It quells my ability to stop and truly think deeply about anything.

Every time I started a blog post, I typed out a paragraph and then thought, this is going nowhere. I’ve been through stints like this before – where everything is a struggle and it feels like I’m trapped behind a haze inside my own brain. But the logical side of me always knows it doesn’t last.

I just needed to wait it out.