Late Night Dream

Emma invited a few friends to the cinema the other night for a late night cinema trip, which we haven’t done in a while! And we may have been late due to a combination of lateness and heals…the latter of which may have been my fault. We literally had to run through the middle of town to get to the cinema on time! When we did buy our tickets, we then accidently queue jumped as we didn’t realise there was a queue at all and we were running very late! Maybe we also got stopped by a staff member and scowled at by the people quietly stood in the queue. Whoops! But, we did get into the screen on time to see

-Drum roll please-

The Watch!

It was a really good film and I would recommend it, especially if you liked Hot Fuzz and Shaun of the Dead (which I could watch fifty times). I judge if I like a film, by how much I’d want to watch it again! And I would quite happily watch ‘The Watch’ again as it was a bit scary, but mainly just hilarious! Although, I must say that Elinor laughed at the most random parts… like someone saying hello!

We walked back through town with my arms interlinked through Amie’s, half looking out for aliens and half complaining about how cold it was! But, the fact of the matter is that it was a great film with great friends and winter is finally on its way!

xoxo

Pooh Flowers!

After being rejected by my Mother and Sister from going to Leicester, mainly due to cost, me and Dad were left to the whole day alone. So Mum told me I had to take him out! Obviously I didn’t mind because it’s normally me and Dad that end up together anyway; I’d say we get on quite well together and are obviously always 100% sensible! –Cough cough-

I told Dad that he could take me shopping for folders in town, seen as I have no money due to a late night cinema trip (will be blogged about tomorrow)and can no longer afford simple necessities! And afterwards, I would take him for a walk around Clumber seen as he loves to walk and of all places I can deal with Clumber (because it isn’t exactly our usual hike).

We bought the folders – pink and purple spots obviously- and headed back to the car in the rain. Once we got there, I wasted no time putting on my gorgeous pink wellies which I would put on at any occasion, and set about walking!

I had the patience for him to stop and look at birds, and he had the patience to let me take numerous photos of random things. He still can’t understand why I take some many photos of my feet every time we go out, but hey I am weird! We even played an altered version of Pooh Sticks under the bridge (seen as we couldn’t find any sticks) called Pooh Flowers! I had a yellow flower and he had a white flower… and I won! Yay!

 

I had a really lovely day and it was nice for once instead of shopping! And no… I don’t believe that I just said that!

 

Keep dreaming xoxo

p.s I'm wearing a coat! That means winter is on its way!!!!

New favourite song!

 

I've recently been reading up on blogger how to upload a video from You Tube by sharing someone elses video! This video is Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men who are a lovely band that have that key folk sound that I absolutely adore! They are made up of six people from Iceland and they recently performed at Reading festival! Obviously, I wasn't at Reading festival, but I tried to catch a lot of the coverage on BBC three as I am obsessed with all music festivals and pure great music. This song is currently in the top 40s and their debut album was released in the UK on Monday! If you haven't heard of this song, then have a listen! I love it!

 

 

xoxo

Are you the one?

We spend hours watching films about girls finding the perfect guy; 'the one'. Maybe, he knew it all along (she just need persuading) or they originally hated each other. But if this is the case, if girls are so lost in the idea of finding the one, how do we know 'the one' when he is standing right in front of us?
When I go looking for my perfect shoe, the job is easy. I often build up and outfit in my head then go out looking for this amazing creation to sit on my foot. And I'd even go as far as to say I have found the one pair of shoes for me. - Quite obviously my red stilettos so I won't babble- and shoes don't let us down ( I have mentioned this numerous times before).
So, why is it not as easy to find a person?
People have so many more advantages... the can speak and express their feelings, but maybe it is this baggage that's stopping us.
We have so many rules to stick to in life:
- Tall, dark and handsome
- Chicks before.... well ya know
- Never date your friend's ex

But what if the guy is short bright and blonde? What if the guy that screwed over your friend is your soul mate? And what if your friend's ex is the one for you? Why do we have an ideal... but so many rules that stop us from meeting this ideal?
If we never let go of the rules, will we ever be happy and meet the one? xoxo

Back to school.

When I finished school, I was completely warn out from weeks and weeks of none stop revision which gradually came to a stop; the stop was very much appreciated. But after two months of doing no work, you begin to see the boredom! Don't get me wrong, I am so happy to have finished school and love the new found freedom that comes with it, but I can't wait to start a new chapter to my life at post 16.

There are worries that comes from starting something new... firstly the new people, the fact that I'm unsure of what I am doing, but on top of that... is it the right route for me? People always tell you how hard A levels are and that it is none stop work. Something, that I am quite prepared for, but I haven't done any maths since January due to a fast-track exam, and so it's going to take a lot of work.

I literally cannot wait to get back to work and having something to fill my days with, but when it comes to if I am good enough? Well all I can do is work, work, work and wait and see! xoxo

Autumn leaves

For some reason, my blogger isn't allowing my to upload any photos at the moment! At first, I thought it was my camera, but apparently it just isn't liking me at the moment, but I will try and get it sorted as soon as possible. As I've said before, me and technology are not a good mix!

I was going to do an outfit post today, and it will be an outfit post if  I can get my photos up, but for now all I can do is apologise! I wore my first Autumn outfit of the year today as I went to meet up with a friend to get a coffee. Admittedly, we were a little bit worried about the weather, especially when the Thunder started, but luckily it didn't rain too much!

I've mentioned before that I absolutely love Autumn and Winter because the clothes are just ten times better! It's bye bye summer dresses and hello layers and woolly jumpers! Obviously, not missing my ankle boots... that I may live in whilst in the colder months! I got this hat for my results, from my Mama and Grandad and my parents bought me some Prada Canda ( I swear it smells of dolly mixture) which is like heaven!

I'll try and get my photos up as soon as possible! Sorry guys!

Keep Dreaming (especially of Autumn outfits and leaves!) xoxo
P.s
Oooooh! It worked!

Knocking down the pins

I know that in life it's all about those posts, but I decided that it could be knocking down the pins! Well why not? And today not only did I knock down some pins... I literally knocked down some pins as I went bowling with a few of my friends. I know it was cheesy, but I cannot possibly get anymore ridiculous today... I am sat here with my new hat on smiling because (drum roll) of my amazing results!

I know that you're not meant to say that your own results are amazing, but if I can't say it here when can I? I don't think that I have ever worked so hard in my life for something and I haven't stopped smiling all day! I got five A's and five B's! And the result I am most proud of was my final history exam as I got an A* and I didn't think I'd done well at all!!!

Thought I'd leave you with some cheery photos of bowling!! I wish that everyone else did amazing and got the GCSE results needed, and one last time congratulations to my amazing friends who deserve everything they got! Amazing!!! xoxo

Okay.... apparently my photos have been rejected??? I literally repel technology! I'll keep trying to post them though
!!! xoxo

Are we there yet?

Nearly! There's not even one more day until I get my GCSE results! Most of my friends are scared, even though they're ridiculously smart... they have no reason to worry! Some of them are really excited or nervous because of the anticipation. And I have finally given into the thrill and can't wait to get them back! How bad can they really be? And it they are shocking... then everything happens for a reason! But, hopefully that won't be a problem! Even if they are that bad then I am going bowling afterwards with a few friends. The undecided part is if it's a celebration or commiseration bowl!
Keep your fingers crossed!
xoxo

Wishing away the sun

As I saw yesterday's news article : set for more sun, I took a huge sigh. More sun? Once upon a time I was begging for a little sun, to work on my tan and be able to lay out in the garden. But, lets be honest, what is there to do when you're out in the sun? I hate reading in the sun because the pages always turn a bit too bright so I end up sat in the conservatory; my cats always walk away from me to go and lie in the bushes and the shade... I'm not going to follow them! So... what is so good about the sun? Because I've probably mentioned before that I do not tan at all! Don't get me wrong, I'm all for a paddle in the beach and if it's really sunny then I'd love to go for a short walk. But, where I am, it's very rarely really sunny and if it is then it will rain a bit later or have a big breeze which wafts your dress up.
So, maybe I am the first one to say it out loud and be honest: I can't wait for Winter. I always find it hard to dress for summer, because it has to be light which takes away part of the fun, so Winter fashion is a bit more up my street! I've already got my eyes on a grey dress from ASOS so that I can work my Winter florals with some knits, socks, my (much loved) ankle boots and of course the silly head wear. Panda hats AND earmuffs... what more could a girl wish for? Well, maybe a little bit of snow?
Two years ago, I remember walking home late with a handful of friends when the first snow of the season fell, I remember feeling ridiculously happy as we all stuck our tongues out to catch the flakes!
I just hope that the rain and the clouds push their way in... sooner rather than later!
xoxo

Granny's cabin

It's finished! I've moved back into my room from the cramped study (that I found goes really dark when you turn the light off! I'm talking pitch black!). It took a whole new day to move all my furniture back into the room and, I'm not going to lie, I did get a little stressed with the amount of junk that I apparently own! Seriously... who knew that I'd have a draw full of receipts? Yes, I kid you not, a WHOLE draw! The funny thing is, they weren't even important receipts. I'm talking chips, buttons, socks. Things that I wouldn't even bother to return if there was something wrong with them... you can't even return chips!

But, back onto my fabulous room! The wallpaper is up and the frames are on the wall! I even did a little bit of DIY with some birds that I've sewn together with some ribbon to hang up. The ribbon was bought today so that they'd stretch longer along the wall and I also sewed a few hoops onto my wall.

I'm actually really proud with the finished product and can't wait to be sat in there at night with candles, sex and the city and a glass of water! My Dad has started calling it my Granny cabin because apparently I looked like a Granny sat in a Grandma living room the other day. At least the 'granny fashion' is in!
xoxo

Make over mishaps.

I am sat writing this post in the dark (mainly because I can't be bothered to get up and turn the light on) in my study with the rest of my possessions. And to be fair, I am feeling a little lonely. But, I guess to get a perfect finish you have to have an imperfect journey. I decided that my room was in drastic need of a makeover when I realised it hadn't seen a fresh layer of paint since we moved in five years ago and I had yet to put my stamp on it. The rest of the house screams of my parents style, which tends to be browns and creams, mainly modern with the odd bit  of wear and tear creeping in as their tastes change. But my room was pretty much, magnolia walls and red accessories.
So, as the next layer of magnolia is being added, I thought I'd let you know my plans. I've never had wallpaper before, but I thought it would be a good idea to put some wallpaper onto one of the walls. Home comforts, is the name of the floral paper that I chose. Also, my Mama has given me a clock that I saw whilst I was at her house, and she told me that it never did fit into her house... and wallah it fitted perfectly into my little haven!
Obviously, I wasn't planning on stuffing some wallpaper up and calling it a day; so I've been collecting a lot of little bits and bobs such as photo frames for all my old memories of family and friends. I've also found things like keys from vintage shops and birds that I've sewn together from garden centres to make my bedroom a little safe place... a piece of my heart, for me to spend my days writing, reading and smiling.
Who knows, I might even sleep in there!
xoxo

Ah, to be vintage.

I guess that all women have several wants. We want to push away the sexism of society, yet become domestic goddesses. We want to be single and free, yet to have the most loyal family imaginable. And we want to have those glossy red stilettos, yet save our feet.
But we all love vintage. Why is it, that we are so willing to live in the past, but avoiding the now? We'll happily grab our keys or strap on our aprons, but when facing the new...
The trends
The relationships
The opportunities
... we're hesitant to dip our toe into the pool of possibilities. By trying to be vintage quirky, are we becoming clones? Clones of what has been rather than what is to come. And how can we break this chain? It's great to keep a little bit of history into our lives, like that vintage badge or that second hand book, but when does a little bit of history become too much? Sometimes we have to whip out the old memories, to see how far society has come and how far it has to go. Who knows, maybe then women everywhere will have a choice... single or married, shoes or feet, strong or a cleaning whizz! And maybe, just maybe we could choose all six as our society shapes the new vintage. xoxo
P.s I'd like to think that my phone is well on it's way to being the new retro!

Let me tell you a secret...

I've always been a follower of bottling up my emotions. No one wants to hear about them and surely it would just make a mess of the situation? So I tend not to tell people things that are bothering me or in certain cases who I like. But recently my theory has been tested. 

What's the point in bottling up your emotions?

At the end of the day you are the one that is going to suffer because of it. If you never tell anyone then how can this secret spread around? And if the secret doesn't spread around how are people meant to be aware of your feelings? When people are ready to tell a secret, there's a part of them that knows that as human beings we have difficulty keeping things to ourselves, but still they tell it. There must be a part of them that wants to share that secret so that it will spread. If not... is there a reason in telling your secrets? After all, it will just make a mess of the situation.

The realisation

Most of us have made a plan. Some of us, plan what we're having for dinner the whole week. Some of us, plan to have a girly night out with the girls and some of us plan our life. I used to be guilty of planning my life. I had all ages down of what I would do at each age... the funny thing about plans? They don't always follow through. Someone will hate chicken, someone will turn up late and something may never turn up in your life. Sometimes, it takes a slight change of plan in the road for us to see what we really want. Do we even like chicken ourselves? Yes (I do like chicken!) sometimes the change is hard and sometimes it involves a whole new mind set. But sometimes we come to the realisation that we're a better person because of it!

Just, sometimes, a girl might need a plan.

xoxo

The middle of it all.

We've all been in the situation where you pretty much hate the guy that your best friend has fallen for. She probably hyped him up as being perfect and then they turned out to be a selfish user in real life or he ended up breaking her. And being the brilliant friend that we all know you are you have probably supported her throughout the whole thing. Telling her that she's smiling when she has been telling you countless stories and exclaiming that he sounds perfect (which some of the time they actually do) but what do we do when the heart break comes, leaving her to ask us:
Should I just give up?
Am I being stupid?
What would you do?
The fact is that not only have we been the shoulder to lean on, but we've probably been that girl too and so we'd probably end up asking the same questions that she is right now. But, are we being stupid? Why is it that we're willing to put our happiness on the line for some guy that could be the right guy, but isn't interested in us ever being the right girl? Should we just give up?
We'd all be willing to carry on until this guy turns around and literally says no, but that will never happen so maybe sometimes we can't be that supportive friend the whole time. Sometimes we have to be blunt and deal with the tears. Because sometimes it just isn't meant to be.

On the other hand... you never know what will happen if you just keep dreaming xoxo

Olympics

So the Olympics is on day 8 now, and I haven't mentioned a thing about it! Which would normally be quite bad, but it's kind of terrible especially seen as it is in London! It is literally all I've heard about for four years and especially when I was at school as they were having their own Olympics.
I'll be honest, I am not a sporty person at all. And that's definitely not a joke. The last time that I played hockey I actually managed to hit myself in my mouth with my own hockey stick and make myself bleed! Every now and then I say that I'm going to start running again, but I never actually stick to it! Normally, I last a month maximum! It sounds like I never have really attempted sports, but trust me, I have! I spent the last few years of my primary school on the girl's football team, spent five years trampolining with a club and another five years dancing! Admittedly, I was much better at the dancing than anything else, but more recently sport has just fell out of my life. My friends and I try to play rugby every once in a while, but it always deduces to us laid around chatting about nonsense and still then I only ever score once (on a good day). So I guess it's no surprise that I wasn't exactly hyped up for the Olympics. But, I have been watching the odd bit and bob such as gymnastics and diving ( I'm actually quite addicted to those sports) and who could miss a bit of athletics? Have you been following the Olympics? Good luck team GB, lets hope we can hang onto that third place! xoxo