The gift of sight
I’m a four-eyes right? People just assume that I wear my glasses because I enjoy them, but the reality is, I wear my glasses, because
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I’m a four-eyes right? People just assume that I wear my glasses because I enjoy them, but the reality is, I wear my glasses, because
I can’t cope anymore. I’m on the verge of tears. I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m so tired of juggling everything. This is
As a mother of a girl, I often feel really worried about calling my daughter pretty, because you know we’ve all been told how damaging
I am a massive procrastinator. I’m a quitter and I suffer massive grandeurs of delusion that I need to be productive and meet my potential.
Ok, so I have a Peloton and I promise I will talk about it at length one of these days (btw, if you want a
Yes! I am forty. Today is the blessed day of my birth and I turn forty. Now you would think that lockdown would mean that
You guys. My body is falling apart. I’m getting old (I’m getting old). You knew that though. But I refused to believe it. Last week,
So during lockdown part 1, I cleared out my wardrobes, Marie Kondo’d ( Clutter clutter clutter) my life and lamented on the materialism and consumerism
I went out for dinner with my lovely SILs on Sunday night. It was so nice to be out with other people. But it required
Yeah you read that right. Mom jeans. I can’t speak for all womankind and I would never profess to but I can speak for myself
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