Friday, 13 July 2018


Being classed as a member of ‘The Generation of Immediate Gratification’ has never rung more true to me in life than right now. It seems that my peers and I will gladly rent ourselves through to retirement in order to avoid being tied down and financially committing to somewhere that we can’t afford the deposit in the first place, and will only leave in a year’s time anyway when we piss off backpacking. Right now, for example, I’m in an entry-level job, despite my skills and experience, and I am starting at the bottom with a wage to match that doesn’t quite meet the cost of living in London (with my wannabe lifestyle choices anyway). So - rather than save up for a fancy car that I’ll actually never use, or a house that I’ll relocate from because I’m “terrified of commitment”, I’ll happily buy myself a new pair of trainers and feel fancy in those whilst I enjoy my avocado on toast; about the only thing at this moment in time that brings me a sense of success. Because as the old saying goes, you know you’ve made it when you’re able to do brunch – right? 
I don’t actually know where this whole avocado tag comes from to be completely honest – I suppose a summary or an example of how we Millennial’s frivolously spend our money and concentrate on living in the now, rather than saving some dream that, let’s face it, is most likely unattainable. I’m convinced that the older generation see all us young’uns as people with the bank balance of the entire cast of Made in Chelsea combined. When instead, I just don’t need a fancy hunk of metal with lights and four wheels to display my wealth like the older generation perhaps did. I’m a 20-something living in the era of immediate gratification, and since I can’t immediately get gratification out of just about anything else in life, let me God damn live and ENJOY INSTAGRAMMING THIS BRUNCH I CANT AFFORD. 
Maybe this is also why they’re so damn convinced that we don’t ‘care’ about anything these days. Actually, I just want to shout out that from what I can see MY generation are the ones trying to fix our predecessor’s mistakes and bring about change to not only our nation’s, but the worlds stance on politics; gender; sexual and racial abuse; environmental issues; animal poaching and extinction; health care; mental health awareness; immigration, the list goes on. It actually seems that we’re pioneering and championing a hell of a lot of changes FOR THE BETTER and actually, whilst I’m ranting – it’s pretty exhausting trying to change the world you know, so much so that someone could justifiably question why we even give a shit? Personally, I give a shit because I’m damn proud to be a part of this generation and it’s movement. 
I think there was once a time when the done thing was owning a house, and a car, and doing the marriage and babies thing – and whilst that may still be the living truth for some humans of my generation, it’s not something I see in my near future, and I know my friendship group and my aged 30-something colleagues concur with… And maybe that time will come to me one day my friends – but all I know is, that for right now at least, I bought a new pair of dad trainers to bring me a sense of fulfilment for the day, and I guess what I’m really trying to say here is; do you like them? 
A twenty-something, living her own damn life xoxo

| Dad Trainers, River Island, £42 |

*This post was not sponsored and all views and opinions are my own*

Sunday, 13 May 2018

London Life

Gosh, I've missed you. What a whirlwind the last few months have been. 

For those of you reading this who know me on a personal level, I shan't bore you with the details of what has been going on as I'm sure most of you are sick of hearing about it all. Instead, I'll just briefly say that since I moved to London in February I've been in and out of hospital and have undergone a substantial amount of investigation and surgery. It has been totally SHIT. And, to top it off, we still haven't quite gotten to the bottom of what is causing my pain. So now it's just a case of trying to find a way to manage it across good and bad days. 

Anyway, now that's out of the way - London. Skimmed over that a little didn't I! Yes, I'VE MOVED TO LONDON. I have a new job! I now handle all of the samples and swatches for a company that design and manufacture men's shirts for the high street - to name a few of our buyers; Topman, River Island (Mens and Boys), ASOS, BoohooMAN, John Lewis (and loads more). I LOVE it. 

Moving down South is something I've wanted to do for a long bloody time so it's a pretty damn good feeling to know that I've actually finally managed to do it. I don't miss small town life - not even remotely. Being from a small sea side town, I never realised just how much I struggled with it's cult-like lifestyle - obviously I'm not saying everyone here is cult-like, but just the mentality of it all, it's all so 'samey'. In a small town, everyone knows EVERYONE. Everyone has the same style, hair, education, friend of a friend of a friend - it can be difficult to really know who YOU are in that kind of surrounding you know? 

Leeds was never really that much better after a while. It's a lovely little city, but the issue lies in that exact comment - little. It almost fit that same sort of small town mentality of bumping into someone you knew everywhere you went; having to wear the 'right thing', go to the 'right' places and avoid the places you might just see your ex, his new girlfriend, or her friends, or even that guy you went on a date with once that ended really awkwardly and he turned out to manage like half the bars in Leeds. It was a chapter of my life I felt very finished with, and haven't looked back on since I left. 

America was my stepping stone. Spending 4 months existing somewhere so far from home really reminded me just how big our amazing planet is and the amazing people I could meet and have a life with outside of my tiny little bubble. The sheer size of nature sparked the flame of an idea at just how much of a footprint I want to leave and the experiences I want to have outside of my front door. Obviously, travel is expensive and it can't live forever - so after 4 months I came home. But I'd caught the bug then, I needed MORE. 

And thus started the planning for London. I guess the rest is, as they say, history. 

I adore London. And I know people say you can't live in it forever, but God I hope I get to for a while longer yet. I feel so at home walking amongst strangers I may never cross paths with again. I love being able to walk into any store, anywhere, wearing whatever I want and no one frankly giving a shit, because I don't know them or their friends who happen to be a friend of a friend of a friend. And I have no idea where this mentality of London being lonely comes from, because since moving here I've never felt more at home. Maybe I'm just an outsider and take comfort in not having everyone know my business. But in a modern day saturated with social media it's just so damn refreshing. And actually, I've met some lovely humans. A bus driver even smiled at me and wished me a good morning on Friday, so what do you have to say about that?? 

I can confidently say I have started my new chapter and right now, I can't wait to see what the rest of the story unfolds. Everyday there's somewhere new to go so if anyone out there has any recommendations of places please send them across to me cause I just want to experience it ALL. 

So after what will, with any luck, be my final stay in a hospital, I returned to London during the bank holiday weekend just gone. And as everyone has been hooting on about, it was indeed the hottest early May bank holiday on record and it was bloody marvellous spending it with my love in the sun, in the city I now call home, after everything we've been through over the last few months.

I've just completed my first week back at work and although I've pretty much written off 2018 as being 'my year', I'm just going to do my best to enjoy everyday of it that I can. 

I'm planning some new ideas over here and am going to try to commit more to this space of the internet and work to share so much more with you guys - if anyone cares of course. Thank you to those of you who have been checking in over the last few months both on here and through the 'gram. I've missed you. I've missed my life. It's nice to be working towards having what I can control of it back. 

Speak soon, 

J x 


Saturday, 2 December 2017

Bah-Humbug No More | Anthropologie Favourites

I'm not exactly sure what is going on with me... but I feel so very festive this year.

For anyone that knows me well enough, generally speaking, I'm not the most festive person there is when it comes to Christmas. Don't get me wrong, I love the twinkling lights and who doesn't enjoy a good ol' christmas film (I'm actually watching one right now as I type this)? And the food!!! But when it comes to buying gifts and writing christmas cards, it's just not my scene. Usually. I'm not sure whether it's a result of having a truly fantastic year, a new job or just feeling almost content for the first time in forever, but something seems to have changed this year.

As a retail worker, Christmas is obviously the busiest season of the year, meaning long, tiring and unsociable hours and unfortunately quite often dealing with rather grumpy members of the public. With Christmas songs sneaking into the store's playlist from 1st November, I'm usually well and truly sick of the concept before December even arrives. But even this year, being scheduled in to work on Boxing Day and a sale prep shift that sees me marking down items until midnight, doesn't seem to have tainted my festive spirit.

Perhaps it's working in a new store with colleagues and management that are quite honestly a pleasure to spend these long cold hours with. Maybe its the deliveries of the most ADORABLE decorations and scented candles one could hope to own. Potentially, the change set in as a result of being surrounded by homeware goals for festive parties thanks to our incredible visual team.

I don't know the exact specifics, but Anthropologie Leeds, I guess you've changed me. I'M DOING CHRISTMAS 2017, and I hope you're ready for it (Sorry Mark)!

It's the 2nd of December and I've watched 4 christmas films already!! My (real) tree is up and decorated and it even has WRAPPED gifts underneath it. My very minimal copper and cream based kitchen has this incredible tea towel hanging in it. I have a foodie candle burning. And I am totally twitching to hit up the Leeds Christmas Market this year. I just don't know what has happened.

I've not completely had a personality change - there will still be no Christmas cards written and the only thing I think that I will remain totally unchanged on is 100% HATING having to unwrap gifts in front of a crowd. I cannot bare the whole concept. But with me sadly not spending Christmas with my own dear family, due to work commitments, I shall be with my lovely Luke's family (probably the real change in me this year), and I guess I can't be my usual Scrooge self around them (except Mark - he gets it).

Whatever has caused the change in me for this year, I'm enjoying it so far. And with only 23 more sleeps until the big day itself, I guess I can allow myself to enjoy the build up for once.

So without further ado, here are my top picks from work - and with a fair few of them now on 30% offer, there's nothing to stop you feeling as festive as me!


Don't Mind if I Do Cheeseboard, £98

Fa La La La Llama Tea Towel, £14

Holiday Spirit Mug, £9.80


Fir and Firewood, £28 (In-Store)

Fireside Candle, £29.40

Apple and Oakmoss Candle, £38


Up & Away Bauble, £11.20
Tree in Transit Ornament, £11.20

Cosy Knit Tree Skirt, £68.60


Sequin Cami, £78

Pearl Tulle Skirt, £128

Bellwether Cardigan, £118

Hope you enjoyed, let me know if you're feeling festive yet, and if so, what's getting you in the mood for Christmas? 

Have a good one, 

J x

*This post was not sponsored and all thoughts and opinions are my own :) 
**Blog of buying and decorating the tree hopefully coming soon!
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