There are some trends you look back on and think, what in God’s name were we doing? All-over crimped hair is definitely up on that list for me, and up until recently so were coloured lens sunglasses. Pushed way down to the bottom of my imaginary dress-up box of trends of yesteryear, I didn’t expect to see the day I’d be lusting after a pair of purple gradient lens sunglasses again come around anytime soon. 2017, however, had other plans.
The best kind of breaks are city breaks.
There’s nothing more exciting to me than wandering down meandering lanes to find boutique cafés, surrounding yourself with ancient architecture and immersing yourself in a different way of life, even if just for a long weekend. Florence is the destination of choice to experience all of the above, as well as enough pizza to ruin any chance of a summer body. But no ragrets here.
We all have the best intentions when it comes to New Year’s resolutions or setting ourselves goals. When I get to a point where I decide to make a change to my lifestyle, I’m usually so ready to challenge myself and start something new.
Unfortunately, that enthusiasm can be fleeting. We’ve all found ourselves in that position at some point, particularly with New Year’s resolutions. Even when I’ve set resolutions I think are more realistic, they usually end up incomplete or forgotten.
When I was younger, I always wanted to be an actress. I loved performing for my family, whether that was putting on shows with my cousin in our matching crop tops, or just making people laugh with my celebrity impressions. The feeling of making someone else happy, of making someone else feel, full stop, was an amazing feeling.
It’s been almost six years since I started taking the contraceptive pill, Microgynon. Up until the last year or so, I never really questioned it. Taking a pill every day that alters my hormones and changes the way my body functions. I was 17 when I first started taking it, and now, 22-years-old, I’ve decided to stop.
At least, for a while, anyway.
I’m writing this post in bed with a head cold, a slight sense of guilt lingering over me as I told myself not to open my laptop and just go to bed and rest. But being the technology addict I am, laptop was switched with phone.
Having had my phone replaced the other day, I restored everything from my last back up, to see all my old photos had found their way back onto my phone. Scrolling through random pictures from last summer, I came across the photo above.