They say time flies when you’re having fun. These past 365 days have just disappeared. To the point, I hadn’t even realized a year had already passed. A whole year since I made the craziest, stupidest, biggest and best decision of my life.
Just over a year ago I handed in my notice and walked out of a full-time job into… well into nothing.
Happy Sunday babes!
Where has the weekend gone? Although I am not complaining, I’m a sucker for a chilled Sunday snuggled under a blanket binging Netflix! As I am typing this, I am just polishing off the last piece of cake from last weeks event. You might have seen it over on my Instagram, or twitter. I mean it’s kinda difficult to ignore this bad boy – and as a little treat, I have included the recipe at the end of the post – The Ice Dream Cake!
The other day I was flicking through my old blog posts to give me some ideas of what content I was currently missing. With one of my blog taglines being food, I was shocked to see that I was severely lacking in the food content department – and I call myself a food blogger! Ok I don’t actually call myself a food blogger, but I do like blogging about food! Because you know… FOOOOOOOD.
This honestly could not come at a better time though, as the boyfriend and I had just whipped up these delicious Vietnamese inspired summer rolls and I was kinda dying to share it with you. Plus they are so freakin’ instagrammable!
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Happy Humpday sexypants! Hows it hanging?
I have taken a slight social media/blogging hiatus recently and have been spending my time focusing on eating more food, not going to the gym aaaaaaaand drumroll please,..
I have 7 months left of my 20s. 7 freaking months. What the frick, where has the time gone?! As I am approaching 30 with what feels like the speed of lightning, I am trying to stick my finger in the ground and try to get my bearings. Like I remember when my mom turned 30 and at that age, she had moved around the world, got married, had a kid, separated, and reinvited herself by going back to uni. Superwoman much? I’m just over here trying to find the energy to put pants on. So I decided it was time I sat down, and had a HARD look as to where my life is headed. Or actually where my life was supposed to be headed according to 19 year old me.
Happy Monday sasspots, or shall I say heatpots?
If you’re in the UK right now I want you to know I feel your pain. I am currently eating my 3rd Mr Freeze of the day, actually, make that 4th.
You’re just jealous you didn’t think about it first.
Ahh Summer, the one time a year every girl wishes they had naturally airbrushed skin, a few freckles and that natural glow that almost makes you look like you are made out of gold.
Lols as if.
Right now I am pale AF and my facial skin has decided it was time I got a little reminder of life 15 years ago when I was at the peak of puberty, also known as the Pizza era.
To top it all off it’s also camping season – that’s festival season for all you cool kids and for semi-high maintenance girls like me, yes semi-high is a word, it’s kind of a nightmare. Look at this as your Glastonbury guide to looking amazing. Your’re welcome!
I’ve been thinking a lot about my post yesterday. Been thinking a lot about not posting a June goals list like planned and how in hindsight, that was probably my biggest mistake. So I’m posting it today instead because life needs to continue like normal if we are going to show that we are not scared and fight back.
So here it goes 🙂
Take a sad song and make it better…
Today I am struggling to find my words so this post may seem a bit odd to you because it feels a bit odd to me.
I originally wrote this post a few days ago, planning for it to go live today but it feels a little ridiculous now. Insulting in a way, writing my goals for June. The word pointless even comes to mind.
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I’m not gonna lie, landing in London realizing there is a heatwave going on was not a bad surprise. Having just left Norway and have been super lucky with the weather, I was all too happy continuing on my bare leg trend. Every woman has one part of their body they are proud of and to me, it’s my legs. I honestly think I have a cracking pair of pins and I love showing them off just a little bit tanner. Sue me.