Friday, 29 April 2016

Painted Leathers and Cat Clutches

When I asked my friend and instagram girl crush Hailea to paint my wedding jacket she very generously said FUCK YES. With cash dollar in hand and a crazy pipe dream of vintage valentine's kitties, flowers and confetti - we basically ended up  with the best hand-painted leather jacket a girl could ask for. I left Hailed with a pretty open brief (cats and confetti) and she worked her Dirty Disco magic on creating what has fast become one of my favourite things in my wardrobe. I had my cat jacket for 2 months before I could actually wear it.  The waiting? Near enough killed me. Now? Try and get it off me.  I'm already fantasising about adding a pair of her painted jeans to my collection.


Tuesday, 26 April 2016


I'm a walking cliche. I went through a painful break up and one of the first things I did was book myself in to the hairdresser. It almost feels like chick-lit 101. Cue shopping montage, make-up artists and finally, the big reveal. It didn't actually play out like that at all though. I'd known we were going to close Betty and Bee for months before we finally pulled the metaphorical trigger, but it didn't make it any less painful when we did. There was still a feeling of loss and trying to feel like I still had control, so in the time honoured tradition of anyone who's tried to wrestle a little bit of that anatomy it, it was all change. For my hair at least.


Friday, 22 April 2016

On need and expectancy

I don't need my husband. At least I suppose, not the way I'm expected to need him. The way I'm expected to need anybody. If or when you couple off, there becomes this expectancy that you've found some part of yourself that was fundamentally missing. That before some how you were less whole, less complete. This need is now sated by one person who is now meant to fulfil you emotionally, spiritually and physically. The onus for happiness is not on you but your partner. Any sense of ownership is gone.
Except what relationship actually functions like that?


Friday, 15 April 2016

Take a bite out of Byron

I love going out for dinner, and after starting a new job, well - what better excuse to head out? Glasgow's not hard done by for great places to eat, but sometimes you just want something simple done beautifully.  Byron are known for stripping burgers back to basics and focusing on great ingredients, making them a lead competitor in Glasgow's infamous Quarter Pounder Quarter. After checking out their Edinburgh restaurant earlier in the year it was only a matter of time before I made my way to their West George Street offering. With the promise of irn bru milkshakes and a Japanease inspired special, Glasgow's Byron was ticking all my boxes before I even stepped through the door.


Wednesday, 13 April 2016

Patchwork and Bombers

Is there amyone out there who actually enjoys jean shopping? Searching for the perfect  fit is the realm reserved for the sadist, though if you really MUST invest in some new denims there are worse places you can start than Gap. With slouchy fitted girlfriend jeans to high rise ankle grazers, they have one of the more diverse range on the high street. Hell, they've built their name on basics and jeans are one of the best places to start. That said, just cause you're going for classics doesn't mean your relegated to the world of bootcut and indigo washes. So how about patchwork?


Monday, 11 April 2016

Bright Eyes: The Balm Nude'tude and Smashbox Mascara

A good nude eyeshadow palette should be part of every beauty lovers arsenal. If nothing else it's a paint by numbers guide to make up. Any make up brand worth its weight in salt offers a nude palette but with a mix of satins, mattes and tones there's still plenty of room for play in the market.  With a mix of bright highlighters and brazen bolds, The Balm Cosmetics Nude'tude is the perfect toolkit for those looking for big bright eyes that pack a punch. 


Sunday, 10 April 2016

Lazy Sunday - Dungarees and Roast Dinners

I've never really been one of those people to "make the most of the weekend." In fact I'm a huge advocate of lazy Sunday's. There is nothing I love more than vegging out with a big old roast, a strong cup of tea and catching up on my week of reading.  The best kind of roasts though are the ones that I don't have to make and Glasgow until fairly recently has been severely lacking on the Sunday staple.  There's been a fairly recent explosion in the city centre varying from the truly decadent to the perfect budget pub lunch, and The Trading House offer the later with a classic roast for under £10. Basically the perfect excuse to pull on your comfiest clothes and head out for a laid back lunch with your favourite humans.


Monday, 4 April 2016

Mind, Body, Soul Space

Going for a massage is so often seen as a treat, saved for the likes of birthdays or anniversaries. It's a form of self care reserved for special occasions rather than seen as a form of maintenance. I'd had a pretty big month both physically and mentally (couple long haul flights with major life changes) and I was finding it beginning to effect me - both physically and mentally.  It was time to give myself a bit of room to unwind which for me meant a overdue and much needed treatment at Soul Space Glasgow.


Sunday, 3 April 2016

On being enough

It's easier for me to point out the times I've felt good about my body, not because that's the status quo but those flashes of confidence are so few and far between. Any time I've ever felt sexy or powerful, or liked the way my body looked or moved have been so scattered that those moments stand out. My attitude to my body has been apathy at best and right out disgust at worst. 
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