I’M beginning to think that style posts on my blog are like buses. You wait ages for one to appear then two come along in quick succession! ;-) Anyhow, I couldn’t help but share this outfit with you. An outfit for a glorious wedding on a glorious hot summer’s day. A fusion of East and West as a beautiful Indian princess (Jazz) married her handsome British groom (James). As the
SOMETIMES, there are moments in life that are just so fabulous, you have to pinch yourself really hard to make sure that it’s actually really happening. That you’re not really dreaming and going to wake up and be back to reality with a hard, cold bump. This night, as you can probably imagine, was one of them. I met the legendary Manolo Blahnik many years ago, at a small ‘soiree’
OK, I wasn’t really searching for pots of gold, however in this multicoloured little number I kinda feel that I should have been! My rainbow ‘dress’ isn’t a dress either. Nope. It’s actually a maxi skirt that I bought last year in Primark for a ridiculous £5 in the sale. It was a complete gamble if I’m honest. Why? Well one, I’m not that keen on maxi skirts. Two, they
BEFORE I begin, I feel I need to point out that I am no expert at selfies nor do I think I take the best ones. There are far more qualified people than me (like your supermodels for example) who do it MUCH better however, as a few people have commented on my selfie portraits, I reckon by all accounts, I don’t do too bad a job. Or so Vicki
1. When you become a parent, your life will never be the same as it was, but that’s ok because your little person or little people will only enrich it. 2. It is EXHAUSTING at times, but you soon become an expert at getting by on little sleep and dealing with the awful sleep deprivation. 3. Breastfeeding can be a tricky business, but if it comes easily to you and
OK, I’m a day late, but with a poorly toddler to look after, what can you do?! Thank you to EVERYONE who commented on or shared my open letter to women in abusive relationships last week. It was a post that I’d wanted to write for a while and in all honesty, one that I was very fearful of posting. Hitting that publish button took me a few seconds and
THIS morning I realised that I have now been freelancing for four whole years. Four whole years of blood, sweat and freelancing tears! I can hardly believe it! I jest of course about the tears. In all honesty, it’s been rather incredible. I have spoken much about my love of freelancing before (see here and here) and today I can’t help but talk about it again, with it being my
EVERY week in the UK two women are killed by a current or former male partner. Yesterday, I also discovered that around 30 women a DAY attempt suicide as a result of domestic violence. Chills your blood doesn’t it? As a woman who survived an abusive relationship in my late teens, I consider myself one of the lucky ones. But for the ones who aren’t so lucky at the moment,
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