You Should Have Racing Stripes

Not too long ago I did one of my usual biannual "wardrobe clear outs" which effectively means things have got out of hand and I can no longer move for piles of clothes dotted here, there and everywhere. There are very few things in life I'd like to think I do in excess but clothes are definitely the exception to this rule. Just to give you a vague insight into the magnitude of my clothes addiction and a really good idea of my all time favourite wardrobe staple- I own(ed) over thirty striped tops (I should add small print here- this does not include knitwear). Yes, thirty. That's not a typo and you read it correctly. You're eye's aren't playing trolls on you here... THIRTY. That's obscene isn't it? I know, I really know. But what it is about the striped top which makes it such a failsafe?

You Look Like You've Been For Breakfast At The Heartbreak Hotel

A year or so ago I wrote a blog post on lessons learnt through my twenties and the response I had was incredible! It was so great to hear that my "life lessons" resonated with you all so much, in particular to the part regarding heartache. I kind of found this a little interesting that where matters of the heart are concerned we are all able to empathise with one another on a deeper level and since last year it's been on my "to do list" to revisit this subject. At the beginning of this year I asked you guys what topics you'd like me to write about and sure enough relationships cropped up several times! So I guess the decision has officially been made for me and although I'm a touch nervous about revisiting old wounds, I'm also happy to reflect back old relationships and the heartache I, along with so many others have experienced.

Urban Outfitters X My Manchester- Where There's Music And There's People

Last week the lovely gang at Urban Outfitters reached out to me and asked if I would give them/you guys a guided tour around Manchester. This excites me for two reasons. The first reason being Urban Outfitters is one of my favourite retailers ever! The second being Manchester is my home, my all time favourite place in the world and ridiculously close to my heart. Basically this is one of those posts you get really giddy to write! They suggested I show you round some of my top places to visit; from "non-touristy" hot spots to the best new restaurants and bars. They also asked the burning question of all questions, "what does Manchester mean to me?"...

Tell That Mick (Jagger) He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today

So just a little insight into my office life here, but some of the lovely girls at my work have been compiling/completing a list of things to do. But this is no ordinary list, oh no. It's a 40 things before 40 list and as I approach dangerously close to the big three zero (it's not this year FYI, so no Happy 30th Birthday wishes in March please... It won't be appreciated) I felt inspired to start my own little "bucket" list which I finally penned down just the other day... Not that I expect to kick the bucket at 40, after all I hear life begins then anyway. And it's not that I don't think I've achieved a lot with my 28 years but there's still so much I want to do. I've not travelled nearly enough, I still don't have my life completely in check and I definitely don't feel like a fully fledged adult (as some of the ridiculous points on my list prove). 

Blue Jean Baby, Vintage Lady.

I absolutely love sharing my favourite vintage finds with you guys/anyone who cares because finding the perfect vintage piece is like finding buried treasure and it's something to be proud of. That said I completely appreciate the frustration you feel when you're admiring someone's outfit only to discover it's made up of a one off piece they found at the bottom of a bargain bin at some obscure vintage flea market. It's not fair but it's also one of the joys of shopping retro. One of the biggest questions I get asked on my Instagram is where did I get my jeans and I almost feel the need to apologies when I have to answer they're vintage because I realise that's a pretty useless response.

He Made It All Worthwhile As A Rock N Roll Star

Exactly two years ago today on a pretty gloomy, grey, cold Monday I sat on a bus to my then job and pulled my phone out from my pocket to scroll mindlessly on Instagram. That's when I saw it. A post which took my breath away... "RIP Bowie", short but not so sweet. The first thought that sprung to mind was that this was a mistake or a really distasteful hoax. My gut reaction was simply to deny any plausibility. David Bowie could NOT die just like that. I quickly referred to Google and sure enough, to my absolute dismay the news was true. David Bowie had in fact passed away and my heart along with many others broke.

So This Is The New Year...

And more importantly this is my New Year post! It was supposed to be the first of the year but I guess second place will do just fine. For me 2017 seems to have passed us by at lightning speed and now I've some how ended up in 2018 wondering how on earth I got here? Sorry guys, I'm sure you completely sick to the back teeth by now of all the "new year, new me" spiel and bold claims that 2018 is going to be the best year EVER and so it's probably best I break this to you from the get go... This is another one of THOSE posts but hear me out, it's with good reason and a lot of conviction. At the risk of boring you all with yet another existential post reflecting on the trails and tribulations of 2017, I really did just want to QUICKLY talk about how amazing the past year has been for me and how I have each and every one of you babes reading this right now to thank. I promise I'll keep this one snappy but I can't promise it won't be a little mushy ok?

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Piazza Del Duomo Catcher- My Milan Guide (Sort Of)

Happy New Year!! Although I need to be honest with you guys and admit this wasn't technically suppose to be my first post of 2018. In fact this post is about two weeks late which I can only apologies for! It seems that as I got closer and closer to the end of the year, I realised I'd taken too much on and didn't have enough hours in the day to do it all! Lesson learnt, I'm only one girl, let's move on and FINALLY discuss all things Milan...