I’m lucky that when everything gets a little too much in life, I can escape back to the rural peace that comes with the Welsh countryside. While these past few weeks have been pretty tough, it always makes me especially grateful to have the amazing friends and family around me that I do – and for living in such a beautiful environment around plenty of fresh air and footpaths for thinking things through and clearing my head.
The first day of February comes as a relief after what’s felt like a January of thirty one weeks, rather than thirty one days. I’m not one to wish my life away, but the New Year has dragged so much and it’s a little victory to have pushed through the return to the routine and made it that bit closer to spring!
I said previously that this year’s sales for me have been about investment pieces that I can wear time after time – and I think my shopping aim for the year (to control my unruly impulse buying habit) is to give more thoughts to the items I’m purchasing and consider how much use I’ll actually get out of them.
I don’t know what it is about this particular January that has got me feeling so glum; maybe it’s the fact that I know the next five months of my degree will be the toughest yet, and then I’ll have to face the uncertain road of where to go next and give up living with my best friends and being constantly surrounded by the comfort and support of some great people.
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.
When you find a hidden gem in a charity shop – you snap it up straight away. I was lucky enough to be the discoverer of this incredible Paul Smith skirt tucked away in the rails of a British Heart Foundation a few weeks ago, and knew it would slide in with my holiday clothing selection like a dream. I think it was about £4.50, in good condition and fit perfectly – a charity shop miracle. Continue reading “The Miracle Midi”
I feel like a lot has been going on for me in the past few weeks – a mixture of good and bad news, some surprises and the stress of upcoming deadlines. Part of me will be glad when this term is finished, but my emotional and sentimental side knows it’s the closing of another chapter, and a step closer to leaving this make-believe world of university and heading off to start having a go at real life.
And the phrase that sticks in my mind when all kinds of crazy things happen is – ‘when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.’ Such a simple saying, but when you apply it to specific contexts personal to yourself, it helps to look on the bright side and work through whatever’s going on. The bittersweet jumble of the happy and the sad that will always be present in life. Continue reading “Lemonade”