30 December 2011

My latest obsession, Carla Bruni.
Her voice is so soft and flawless - sounding all the more beautiful for being in French.

Somebody please sweep me off of my feet, all the way to Paris?

28 December 2011

I know it isn't christmas anymore but could somebody please buy me this? After trying it on today I can think of nothing else - if only I physically had £52.

Paired with a sleeveless collared top I think it'd make the perfect NYE outfit.
Who wants to sleep in a city that never wakes up?
Blinded by nostalgia.

It all seems like 5 minutes ago...

If I could rewind back to any period of my life it would be when I was 15, without a doubt.
So many things I'd have done differently, so many experiences I'd just love to live again.
Everything was so beautifully simple.

21 December 2011

Home for christmas.

Tomorrow brings christmas shopping with mother, a potential trip to the cinema with a couple of friends and a pub quiz later on. I'll be no help whatsoever but I'll take any excuse to spend as much time with my nearest and dearest as I can, while I'm back home in Notts. As for tonight, with a glass of gin and elderflower in hand I intend to finally make a dent into this 4,500 word novel extract. By which I mean make empty promises to myself that I'll at least get a little done, when in actual fact I'm just watching a ton of films. What can I say? It's christmas!

18 December 2011

If I'm not in Sheffield where I go to university or at home in Nottingham, you can usually find me here - in Dorset. It's where both of my parents are from, where they grew up, met and fell in love. I have a pretty large extended family, and most of them still live around here, so we visit often. I've always felt that there is something magical about the South Coast - something that has always made me feel safe and warm.  I love being driven around listening to my parents as they reel off stories of their past and point out all of the places that mean or have ever meant something special to them. And all of the trips we take as a family, whether that just be a stroll along the beach front mid-winter, spending all of our change in the amusement arcades or exploring an area still unknown to us. Growing up I used to tell my family that I could never live here as I'd have nowhere so special to visit on holiday. Although that point still stands I often think that now that I'm older, and perhaps even a little wiser, that I probably could. The beaches, the quaint little cafes and shops, the fact that I'd be surrounded by relatives - there are definitely worse places I could settle.

It was my Nan's 80th yesterday. Happy birthday to her.