The End of the Decade! My Round-Up of 2019

WOW. What a year… I know things have turned a bit rubbish recently but you know, I’ve had a fantastic year! I’ve enjoyed about 90% of it which I’d say is pretty fantastic. This post is mostly here as I just wanted to write down all I’ve done this year and reflect on how many things have progressed. So often I feel like I’m going nowhere fast so…. time to prove myself wrong!

Major Adulting: Getting Out of a Self-Doubt Spiral

One perfectly annoying habit I have is that when I feel sad or anxious, I seek out more negativity. It sounds like the worst idea, right? When I feel low my brain says… “You know what would be great? If we set ourselves off into a self-doubt spiral!” Once I am in there I find it a struggle to get out so this is a note to myself (and to you) on how to try to break free.

This post contains a gifted product worn while doing my shoot – hope you like them!

Major Adulting: My Blogging A-Z of 2018 (Wow, what a year!)

People often say “Oh wow, this year has flown. I can’t believe it’s almost over.” But for me, this feels like the longest year in existence. It’s been an absolute roller-coaster of a year, where I’ve gone through minor breakdowns, major breakthroughs, had some self-doubt, learnt self-love, sought out new things and cherished some of the old.

I feel like (partly down to blogging) this has been my richest year yet – one with many happy memories and some not so good, but ultimately I’ve come out of it a different person. So here is my A-Z of 2018. I hope you take the time to read it, because seriously, it’s been a wild ride.

Major Adulting: Learning not to doubt your worth

One day, quite a  few years ago now, I turned to the one I loved at the time and said, “I feel unpretty today.” I felt rubbish about myself and thought I didn’t look nice. Perhaps I felt a bit ugly in what I wore. Perhaps I had a spot on my face that day, or my hair wasn’t playing ball. Mediocre worries about minute things.

Major Adulting: Pay your Dues to the Drama Llama

So there’s a little llama (probably actually an alpaca) trinket tray I bought for my friend recently. When my anxieties were taking root and it caused a rift between me and another friend, she told me to pay a pound to the Drama Llama; a bit like you would give to a swear jar. It sounds so ridiculous, but in doing so it was easy to denounce the drama and not let it take root.