AS a total bookworm, I cannot get enough of the little devils. Books, that is. I dream of my house, one day, being some kind of gigantic library. So far I’ve still got some way to go with this, but I’m getting there. A woman on an important mission, I’m sure you’ll agree. In my house there are bookcases and piles of books in every room. Some books I could
GO on, I beg of you. You’ll be in good company too I promise, because I’m just about to do exactly that. I’ve been sitting here for a good couple of hours now working, but there’s nothing else left in the tank, so to speak. I’m supposed to be sat here writing blog posts and catching up with emails. You know, all the kind of stuff, a busy freelancing blogger
I THINK I may have lost my edge. I realised that last week. I looked in my wardrobe and didn’t like half the clothes that currently hang in there. I looked back over a few months work of blog posts and thought much of my work was too ‘safe’. I looked in the mirror and couldn’t see her. No matter how hard I tried. I couldn’t see my inner rebel.
CAN you believe we’re already two weeks into 2016? I ask you, when on earth did this happen?! Crazy stuff indeed. Anyhow, I hope you’re all having a smashing start to the year and are managing to hit the ground running with all of your hopes, desires and goals! It’s been a pretty eventful couple of weeks here, so I thought I’d share with you all a quick update of
I CAN feel Elsie’s childhood slipping through my fingers. Really, I can. Those special moments, this special age she’s at, it’s all slipping through my fingers at an alarming rate. I’ve been hanging on, trying to keep up, doing my best to stop them all slipping through, but it’s been a struggle. And recently I’ve had a wake up call.
WHAT do you all think about the hat? Do you wear them? Would you buy one? Are you a fan? I’ve always been a bit of a closet hat lover. I’ve loved them for years, have fawned over vintage ones in shops and gasped at photos of women in bygone times, dressed up to the nines in their dainty pillerbox hats and elegant buttery leather gloves. But besides an odd
YUP, you heard right! Call me bonkers, call me silly, call me daft as a brush (or worse if you fancy, as long as you keep it to yourself!) but I’ve decided to attempt and introduce some kind of regular ‘advice’ column to Pouting In Heels. It’s something that’s actually been in the back of my mind for ages, months in fact. And then I came across two things recently
KEEPING going with the New Year vibe still, today I’m sharing some secrets. Woop, woop! Of the practical kind. The stuff that has worked for me over the years. The little changes I’ve made or things I do on a regular basis which work a treat! And which will, I promise you, help to make you and your life, a little lovelier this year. (Or perhaps a lot!) I’m very