I am the worst person for saving money. EVER. Ask anyone close to me and they’ll confirm that my best intentions of putting money aside are unintentionally but inevitably swayed by McDonalds, trips to the pub, last minute nights out and, of course, a good old shopping spree. I’ve tried so many tactics that I’ve lost count (I even have a wish jar which are seemingly impossible to get into without breaking, but I’ve mastered the art of tempting any loose change out with a pair of tweezers…) and the little spur of the moment things always win me over before I can reach the end goal.
FINALLY!! Apart from the couple of weird warm days we’ve been having it’s been cold enough to sink into those autumnal jumpers that have been in hibernation (although granted not quite chilly enough to layer a coat on top yet).
In the spot / stripe debate I’ve usually been firmly over the line on the stripe side. However, they’re both classic prints and I’m starting to realise that there is room for both in my wardrobe. Over the years my Mum’s love of all things spotty has slowly but surely been trickling down to me (her excitement at discovering a new polka-dot garment is only rivalled by my finding a chunky Breton top) and, after coming across a couple of specific items that suit my personal style, I’ve decided I’m now a lover of both spots and stripes (but maybe stripes a little bit more).
Festival Season is undoubtedly my favourite time of year. I say this every year (because it’s true). It’s the cocktail of friends, music, drinks and (most importantly) funky outfits that gives you a buzz like no other. This is also the only week of the year I will gladly throw myself into embracing the great outdoors, whether it be rain (is it even a festival if it doesn’t rain?) tent malfunctions or ant infestations I’ll take it all because nothing beats that festival feeling.
A good beach and a good book equals a happy holiday (in my case at least). Albufeira Beach was the centrepiece of our destination – we overlooked it from our balcony, buried our toes in its sand while making our way to the Old Town and spent one blissful day walking its length, settling on a spot and lazing there (that just so happened to be the breeziest, coolest day of our trip). Knowing we had nowhere to be and no responsibilities but the duty to stay chilled – and possibly finish a couple of books – was so satisfying and we definitely made the most of it!