Blogging Horror Stories: Are you a Zombie Blogger?

I’ve been blogging for almost 2 years now… but something has been niggling at me for a while. I often get approached by random companies who would like me to copy and paste content into my blog. Let it be on record that I would rather not write anything at all, than fill my blog with vapid nonsense.

Sometimes, yes, that means I’ve skipped posting on schedule, and sometimes I could have taken the easy way out! But I like to think I’ve got a modicum of integrity. I’ve noticed and discussed with friends recently that there is an ever growing amount of Zombie Bloggers. We just keep wondering, why do people have such a bad attitude towards bloggers and influencers? Well, this could be part of the problem…

Disclaimer: This is not for bloggers who are easily offended. Sorry, not sorry.

It’s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year – Halloween Season Is Here!

I know I am not the only one who starts celebrating Halloween by the start of October, and is just dying to start prepping Halloween blog posts! The aesthetic is one I dabble in all year round, and I really love to go all out for Autumn. It’s my favourite time of the year and I am lucky enough to have a beautiful place to write (above) where I can enjoy the last of the warm days of the year.

Here are just a few things I have planned for October that you can expect from me. Eek, I am so excited I could scream!

Butterfly Effect Butterfly Farm Stratford

Butterfly Effect: Those Beautiful Chaotic Life Changes

I find it difficult, to believe in fate amongst the chaos but sometimes things fall so well into place that you it makes you wonder… What’s the cause? What if something along this path had changed and it sent me another way? It’s so strange to think of this butterfly effect – that there were a series of small seemingly unimportant events that changed my world, piece by piece.

Astley Book Farm

Major Adulting: Pep Talks for Poor Time Management

I am absolutely terrible at sticking to deadlines. I cannot believe that I produced a 2 year bucket list, “30 Before 30” and I’m not even half done with less than a year left! I feel like things got on top of me over the summer and my time management has just gone.

I like to fill my time as much as possible, and when I am finally alone, I feel so exhausted I’m not productive. When I manage to produce a blog post it’s usually last minute or overdue, and I never meet my self-imposed deadlines. But… maybe that’s okay.

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.

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…