This week, I went on a whirlwind trip to London: to be precise, I was in the capital for a grand total of 22 hours. I’ve often said that London and I have a bit of a love-hate relationship – whilst I love the luxe, Made-in-Chelsea-esque side of the city, it starts to feel a bit dirty and overwhelming the longer I spend there – so, in fact, 22 hours was just the right amount of time.
I went to London for the official launch party of one of the brands I work on: Look of the Day, or LOTD.com. Previous work trips have included jet-setting off to Ibiza for the I Saw It First launch, so it was safe to say I was prepared for an evening of utter glamour and indulgence and all-round fashion porn, which it undeniably was; I’ve honestly never seen so many beautiful people all in one room. (Myself included. Obvs.)
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If you follow me on social media (probably not), you may be aware – unless you live under a rock, or my posts have fallen victim to the BLOODY INSTAGRAM ALGORITHM – that I’ve moved house. Finally. FINALLY, I’m free from living in the middle of nowhere, up four flights of stairs, with neighbours who stink out the communal areas with their questionable body odour. (Sorry, Number 15.)
Not going to lie: I thought moving house would basically be a doddle. Easy peasy. A whirlwind of Pinterest boards and copper accessories and eating pizza on the floor of an empty living room, loving life. And was it? LOL NO! If you can’t be bothered reading this post, I’ll give you a spoiler alert: it sucked. I hated every moment of moving house with every fibre of my being, and, frankly, I don’t think I’m being dramatic. Here’s why.
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If you know me well – or, let’s be real, just at all – you’ll know that I’m a big fan of food. Food in general. All food. But especially nice food, in pretty restaurants; so when I was invited for dinner at Worsley Park Marriott Hotel & Country Club, I was 100% going to attend.
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For the past week or so, I’ve had a bit of an impromptu social media hiatus. It’s been totally by accident; to be totally honest, I just didn’t have any sassy pictures to post, so Instagram kind of took a back seat – and Twitter followed suit.
A week without being glued to VSCO and SnapSeed has been, admittedly, kind of refreshing – but, on the other hand, it’s made me realise quite how obsessed I am with the whole blogger lifestyle thaaaaang. Over the past few days, I’ve taken a look at my social media habits a little more retrospectively, and, in truth? I’m not all that comfortable with what I’ve noticed. It’s made me think: is blogging – and the associated social media addiction that naturally comes with it – ruining my relationships?
boots: missguided | jacket: river island | watch: burberry | bracelet: hermes
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At the moment, I’d probably describe my life as organised chaos – which, realistically, is a polite and diplomatic way of saying it’s all gone a bit mental in the last few months. Comparing my life four weeks ago to how it is today is crazy – so much has changed in such a short space of time, and in the interest of oversharing on the internet, I thought I’d tell you all about it. Lucky you…
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