Late Night Ramblings Pt. 3 | The Unknown

Here I am, up late at night (again) with my computer, thinking about life and how weird this summer has been for me.  I had all these plans for an amazing time with specific people doing specific things, and whilst some of those have remained the same, some things have been completely different… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.  

I’ve always hated the unknown.  I hate being in the dark and not being able to look into the future… Not in the sense that I plan every aspect of my life to a T, but in the sense that I like to know vaguely where things are going.  Usually, when I’m left with uncertainty I spontaneously combust, but recently I’ve learnt that the unknown can be a real beautiful thing.  

You see, sometimes you’re so convinced that you’re on the right path, and then something blows that path out of the water and for so long it can feel like your world is crumbling around you.  However, sometimes the veer off that path is the thing you need to push you in the right direction.  I hate to be that person that’s like “I found myself” because that isn’t what this is at all… But since I’ve had to face the unknown I’ve learnt way more about myself than I knew before.  Nothing drastic, but I sure am stronger than I thought and I’ve learnt that sometimes the most unexpected people can come through in times of crisis, and one of those people was myself (God that sounds cheesy). 

But basically what I’m trying to say is that the unknown is scary, and confusing and most of the time we think it’s the last thing we want, but sometimes it’s the one thing we truly need.  And I wouldn’t have had the summer of growth that I’ve had without it.  As much as it’s hard to jump into things with so much uncertainty, sometimes that’s the only way you can grow.  From now on, I’m going to try and make more of an effort to embrace the unknown.  I have no idea what’s going to happen (obviously), but I’m looking forward to it.

So here you go, another edition of late night word vomit.  Let me know your thoughts on the unknown…

Lots of love,

Jas xx




So as you may know if you follow me on Instagram or keep up with my posts, I just spent the last week in Budapest.   I had the most amazing time: the last few years has made me realise how much I love travelling and how much I want to do in the next few years whilst I have the time, so coming back from Budapest was incredibly bitter sweet.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy to be home with the family and friends that I left behind, but on the aeroplane back, I had a real good think about my issues with endings.  I’ve made it pretty clear on here that since May/June I’ve been going through an awful lot of difficult stuff, and a lot of it had to do with endings that had arisen through no fault of my own.  However, I realised that it wasn’t the ending that affected me so much, it was the fact that I never got closure.  

Despite coming home from holiday being bittersweet, I saw what I needed to see and had a good time, so being back in England didn’t feel sad, it just felt right.  However, I’ve realised that things affect me most when they end unfinished.

When I left my first secondary school I was numb for so long.  It wasn’t because I loved it more than anything… honestly I was pretty indifferent about the school in general, but it hurt me because I never got a proper ending.  It was very spontaneous; I was doing my biology homework on a random day in the middle of the week my mum came home and told me I was never going back.  It hurt so much because I was just interrupted… I was never given a goodbye day, or a chance to finish anything… I was left without closure.

I like completeness.  I like to feel like I’ve done everything I need to do and said everything I need to say, and when I don’t get that, I’ll admit, I go a little crazy.  However, in light of recent events I’ve realised that sometimes people and things will let you down, and leave you without closure, and when this happens you have to find a way of getting closure for yourself.  For me, this came pretty recently, but I’ve finally managed to do it and I feel so much better because of it.  I’m not 100% over everything, and I know that it will take a long time before I am, but I’m in a very good place at the moment.  And I intend to stay here.

This was pretty rambly again but aren’t all of my posts nowadays haha do I even need to declare it… Anyway, how are you guys doing?  And how do you feel about closure?  Let me know in the comments!

Lots of love,

Jas xx



The Liebster Award – Take 2

I remember first being nominated for this award when I was a month into blogging and it was amazing, so it’s pretty great to be nominated for the second time by The Curly Anomaly now that I’m 6 months into blogging!  She’s an absolute doll and you should check out her blog and her edition of the Leibster Award (an award for discovering new bloggers) right here.

The rules are as follows…

1. Post eleven facts about yourself.
2. Answer the eleven questions your nominator asked in their post.
3. Nominate eleven other bloggers of your choice.
4. Come up with your own eleven questions for your nominees.
5. Let your nominees know that they’ve been chosen!
6. Link back to the person of which nominated you. 


11 Facts…

(Small disclaimer: I’ve done quite a lot of “get to know me” posts, so sorry if you’ve heard these before)

  1. I can recite the alphabet backwards
  2. I love music and play the piano, guitar and sing
  3. When I was 6 I got a bead stuck in my ear and had to get it surgically removed…
  4. I have hyper-flexible shoulders so I can do pretty weird things with them
  5. I was a classically trained dancer for 11 years of my life
  6. I’ve never been able to whistle… no matter how hard I try
  7. Never been a fan of my birthday but love other people’s more than anything else in the world
  8. By the time you read this I will be sunning it up in Budapest
  9. I love cooking and can make most things out of nothing if I try hard enough
  10. I’ve never broken a bone
  11. I have Achilles Tendinopathy: an ankle condition that it common in males and people over 30… so I really just showed up out of nowhere.


Questions from The Curly Anomaly…

1- Out of all the places you’ve traveled, which place is your favorite?

I’d have to say the Dominican Republic.  I went there for 2 weeks when I was 10 and I remember it as the best holiday I’ve had, I would love to go back one day.

2- What is your blog post writing process like? (Do you have a specific routine or certain things you like to have when you to write?)

Most of the time I literally just sit at my computer and type away (hence why most of my posts are quite rambly), because the idea of my blog is that it’s the thoughts I’m having, brought to you in blog form.  However, with reviews and some specific posts, I do a vague plan in my bullet journal and then go for it.

3- If you could relive one day out of your entire life, what day would it be and why?

That’s too much pressure ahh I don’t know, but probably a cute family day with my mum, dad and sister.

4- What is your favourite book?

‘I’d Tell You I Love You But Then I’d Have To Kill You’ by Ally Carter – I strongly recommend it.

5- Do you have a favourite quote or scripture? Do tell(:

“Be yourself, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”

6- What has been the hardest life lesson you’ve learned yet?

That in life not everyone is going to like or appreciate you, and sometimes there’s nothing you can do to change that.  You have to find peace in yourself and realise that you’re not the problem.

7- What music genre/music artist/song(s) are you in love with right now?

Right now I’ve really been into old school One Republic (Apologise era), and old school Justin Timberlake (circa Cry Me a River).  

8- Morning person or Night Owl?

I’m both… I really don’t get enough sleep ever.

9- What is a major pet peeve of yours?

When people can’t accept that they may be wrong.  I can’t stand people that talk and talk and will never ever admit that they’ve made a mistake.

10- Your favourite thing about blogging?

The people I’ve met whilst doing it and the cathartic nature that comes with it.

11- Why did you decide to start your blog?

I wrote all about that here, but long story short I was lost and I wanted to write more.


Thank you for reading and I hope you learnt a little more about me during this!  I nominate Poppy, Saffron, Anna, Katherine, B, Emily, Tasha, Elsie, Kate, Laura and Sophie and my questions will be below. Thanks for reading and check out these lovely ladies!

Lots of love,

Jas xx




Questions for the Nominees:

1. When did you start your blog?

2. Favourite Disney Character (Pixar included)?

3. What song can you not get out of your head?

4. Do you prefer reading blogs or watching Youtube videos?

5. Favourite TV Series at the moment?

6. Do you prefer beach holidays or ski holidays?

7. What was the last country you visited?

8. Favourite Ice Lolly flavour?

9. Favourite thing about blogging?

10. Would you rather re-live your worst memory or forget your best memory?

11. Favourite movie at the moment?

Storytime | My First Big Bike Ride…

I mentioned in the 50 Questions I’ve Never Been Asked tag that when I learnt to ride a bike I ended up in hospital, and I had a couple people reach out to me and said they’d like to know the whole story so I figured I’d have a little storytime…  So, without further ado, sit back, relax and have a little read of my trauma…

I’d never really learnt how to ride a bike; I’d ridden tricycles but nothing of the 2 wheel variety, and so when my parents bought me my first “big girl bike” at 7 years old I was so excited.  It was a beautiful sunny day and we were all set to go to the park… My dad built my bike (following the boxes instructions of course) and we headed off to the local park.  But what about the stabilisers?  You may be asking, well I was a brave child, and if I was gonna learn, I was gonna learn properly, without the stabilisers.

It all started off pleasantly, I was guided by my parents and slowly cycling along… Within no time I was able to balance for myself and ride down the little gravel path, free of help from anyone.  I was a free, seven year old bird, who’d thrown all caution to the wind.  The world was my oyster and I had conquered the metal beast that was my cute purple bike, I had all the knowledge in the world… except for the knowledge of how to break. 

So there I was, enjoying my new found 2 wheeled freedom without a care in the world, and then, out of nowhere an even tinier child on a tricycle came out of nowhere, a few feet in front of me.  Me, being the natural born hero that I am (obviously), was not going to hit the kid, and did the only thing I could to avoid her: swerve off the path to my right… right into a stone bench.  

Next thing I know I’m on the floor, covered in blood, surrounded my family panicking above me.  When I swerved off of that path, I crashed right into a stone bench, cut open my eyebrow on the side of it and therefore was left bleeding from my head.  My mum was in tears, my dad was freaked out and before I knew it I was rushed in the back of our car and driven to hospital.  By the end of the day I was left with a beautiful set of butterfly stitches, and a cool story to tell all my friends…

I was young and mostly oblivious to the whole thing, but looking back on it the whole situation must have been terrifying for my parents, and I can’t imagine going through that with a child.  Nowadays it’s just a fun story to bring up when I need a “fun fact” or someone asks me why I have a scar on my eyebrow (yes, it’s still there and not going anywhere).  

I guess, if we’re gonna be all deep and profound, you never know what’s coming in life: sometimes you’re the 7 year old bicycle hero and sometimes you’re the bench.  (In all honesty, this story comes with no real message at all, but I felt like I should leave it with something, so enjoy this fake wisdom).

Hope you enjoyed the retelling of my childhood trauma, and feel free to leave the stories behind your scars or the first time you learnt how to ride a bike in the comments!  Also, this is the first storytime post I’ve ever done, so leave your feedback as to whether you’d like more of these in the future.

Lots of love,

Jas xx



“Personal” Sports Bra? – In Depth July Review

It’s time for another edition of my Detailed Monthly Review series in which I review a product, service or brand and talk about: 

  • The details of the product (price and company)
  • First impressions
  • My opinions at least 1 week later
  • Whether it’s worth the money

This month, in an effort to get more in shape and turn my fitness around it seemed fitting that I reviewed something that most girls struggle to find most of the time… the Reebok Hero Power Spike Sports Bra!  This bra was kindly sent to me by the people at DW Sports, however all thoughts and opinions are my own.

The Details…

So this particular sports bra is from Reebok and although it is £39.99, it promises a “personal” fit, with moulded cups that “fit you like a glove”, with adjustable straps and back closure to offer maximum support.  It’s fabric is also sweat-wicking , and the mesh back is supposed to allow for ultimate comfort and breathability.

Overall this sports bra seems to account for all you could want: comfort, support and minimum sweat. 

First Impressions…

Firstly, I really love the pattern of it… I feel like gym-wear is always a lot more fun when it’s cute and patterned, and this one has some sort of edge to it.  Bra-wise I’m a 34C and I hate when sports bras come in S/M/L instead of cup sizes because I never know what to go with, but in the end and after a little research I got a medium.  At first the fit felt a little big… However after adjusting the straps a little bit I managed to get them more to my size (However, I probably could have gotten away with getting a small).

The moulded cups definitely help it to keep it’s shape, however it’s not overly padded or uncomfortable, and it’s pretty soft, so in terms of wearability, it ticks all the boxes. 

After Using it at the Gym for a while…

I’ve been really into the gym for the last few months, and generally stick to the treadmill, cross trainer and then a bunch of machine training, so I wouldn’t describe my workout as particularly “high intensity”, however without a sports bra my boobs would definitely have some issues.

I have to say I really liked the feel of this bra… It managed to keep me supported without feeling like my boobs were squished and constricted.  The material definitely accounted for sweat-wicking, and I managed to get a few wears out of it without having to throw it in the wash, just like a regular bra.

Overall, I’d say that this bra kept true to it’s promise… it effortlessly kept me supported without me really noticing it, I’d give it 10/10 for comfort.

Is it worth it?

At £39.99, it is pretty pricey, however a lot of girls complain about having never found a sports bra that works and I honestly think that this could be a contender.  It’s soft and incredibly comfortable, plus worked very well and stopped my boobs from being a problem throughout my gym experience.

Did I feel a difference between this and my sports bras from Primark?  Well, these moulded cups definitely stay in better place and mould to the shape of my breasts, providing a way more personalised fit than my Primark ones.  Also, I felt like I had more room to breath in this bra, whilst also remaining in place.

Although it costs quite a bit of money, I’d say that investing in one of these could definitely be worth it, especially if you find that cheaper bras don’t work for you.  Head over to DW Sports and check it out here or browse their sportswear in general here!

Hope this helps some of you find your dream sports bra out there in a world where it seems impossible!

Lots of love,

Jas xx



Late Night Ramblings Pt. 2 | Trust…

I’ve moved schools 6 times (counting University), have never felt like I’ve “belonged” in a friendship group (until sixth form) and have been to the moon and back mentally so it’s safe to say I have a few issues when it comes to trusting people.

It’s not that I don’t trust people in general (okay, I guess broadly that’s kind of true), it’s just that I used to be quite naive and thought that everyone had good intentions at heart and so a few bad seeds have ruined me for the majority.  I have a real issue with being vulnerable… It’s not a problem when I really trust a person but it takes me an awfully long time to be able to open up when it comes to people.

In some ways I’m a bit of a walking contradiction…  I’d probably class myself as an over-sharer with trust issues.  The second I feel remotely comfortable with you I’ll probably tell you more about my life then you ever wanted to know, but to me that’s different to trust.  Telling you trivial stories about my life isn’t the same as believing I can depend on you and that you won’t hurt me.  I’m an open book on the surface but it’s very rare that someone is allowed to get further than those initial opening pages.

Trust is such a massive thing to me.  It’s not as trivial as who will keep my secrets, it’s more of a case of who will be come into my life and treat me with enough respect and care not to hurt me, and to just be around.  I can be pretty stand-offish when it comes to the private stuff but once I trust someone that’s it, it goes from 0 to 100 real quick.  It can be great sometimes because it allows me to let my guard down with the right people, but sometimes it backfires, and I end up hurt… you never know which way it’s gonna go, sometimes you have to just take that leap of faith.

I used to believe that if someone broke my trust, that was it, I’d never trust again.  However, I’m older and (slightly) wiser now and I refuse to let a few bad seeds stop me from trusting a good bunch.  It takes me longer, and I become more wary, but I get there eventually.

I have some real amazing friends, and I wouldn’t give them up for the world.  I feel like I can tell them anything, free of judgement and I never take that for granted.  They understand that trust is a two way street and honestly words couldn’t express my love and appreciation of them.  If you have people like that in your life make sure you treat them right, because those people are diamonds.

This is so rambly and I don’t know if this makes any sense at all, but hey this is what happens with late night rambling…  What are your thoughts on trust?  Share your opinions in the comments…

Lots of love,

Jas xx



50 Questions I’ve Never Been Asked…

I haven’t done a tag post in absolutely ages but I was recently tagged in this one by the lovely B from thebitsandbobsinmybrain and I haven’t read the questions yet so I’m actually pretty excited!  This is gonna be super long and I apologise, but hey, maybe you can read it on a long train ride, or maybe you’re super nosey and just wanna see what’s going on…

Like B, I’ve been having a problem with finishing the posts in my draft box at the moment (if you saw the post that accidentally published this morning, I’m sorry, that will probably get finished at… some point), so this tag post is a little breath of fresh air!  Without further ado, here’s 50 questions that I (may have) never been asked…

1) What’s your favourite candle scent?

I don’t really have one… I’m not the biggest candle person because I’m clumsy and will most likely end up burning a room to the ground…

2) What female celeb do you wish was your sister?

Never really thought about it but Anna Kendrick popped into my head and to be honest I reckon she’d be a great older sister.

3) What male celeb do you wish was your brother?

Kevin McHale popped into my head… no idea why but hey I loved Glee so why not?

4) How old do you think you’ll be when you get married?

Honestly at this point in my life I can’t see past the next few months, let alone look into the proper future… But I don’t know, not anytime soon.

5) Do you know a hoarder?

I mean… I guess I can be one from time to time…

6) Can you do the splits?

I used to be a fancy gymnast and back then I could, but now not so much… I can do jazz splits if I stretch a lot so I’ma say that counts…

7) How old were you when you first learnt how to ride a bike?

I was 7… and I ended up in the hospital… (I’ll tell that story some time… maybe next week actually, I’m bulk writing in prep for my holiday)

8) How many oceans have you swam in?

A few?  Maybe?  I don’t know, but I do know that I’d take a pool over an ocean any day.

9) How many countries have you visited?

13 (I think), 14 by the end of this week though 😉

10) Is anyone in your family in the army?

Not that I know of?

11&12) What would you name your daughter/son if you ever had one?

I’ve never been a person to plan their baby names, I’ll build that bridge when I come to it.

13) What’s the worst grade you’ve ever got on a test?

I got a D in an AS mock one time and almost gave up the subject (yes I am that annoying person that gets disappointed in anything below an A/B).

14) What was your favourite TV show as a kid?

Omg I’m a TV addict where do I start? Kenan and Kel, Drake and Josh and Sabrina the Teenage Witch are probably the top 3.

15) What did you dress up for Halloween as when you were 8?

I don’t remember that specific year… but I was basic as a child so I generally alternated between a witch and a cat, so one of those 2.

16) Have you ever read Harry Potter, Twilight or the Hunger Games series’?

My dad read the Harry Potter books to me (It started when I was too young to read them, and then we just carried on as I grew up because it became “our thing), and I read the Twilight books myself, but I’ve never read the Hunger Games.

17) Would you rather have an American accent or a British one?

I get told more than you’d think (particularly by children) that I “sound American”, despite having never been to America, so maybe I should just have an American accent…


Flash Round!

18) Did your mum go to University? No.

19) Are your grandparents still married? One set is, my other Grandad is a widower.

20) Have you ever taken karate lessons? No, but I own an official black belt.

21) Do you know who Kermit the frog is? Who doesn’t?  How dare you?

22) What was the first amusement park you went to? Legoland when I was like 5.


23) What language (despite native) would you like to be fluent in?

French because I’ve been learning it for a whole 14 years of my life.

24) Do you spell the colour as grey or gray?

GrEy because that’s the English way.

25) Is your father bald?

Yes, but by choice – he shaves his head every few weeks, but he’s not like completely bald, he has a little fuzz.

26) Do you know any triplets?

No, but that would be cool.

27) Do you prefer Titanic of the Notebook?

Never seen either of them (I know, I’m the worst).

28) Have you ever had Indian food?

Yes… Not the biggest fan, but I get specific cravings for it sometimes.

29) What’s the name of your favourite restaurant?

The Harvester, home to my favourite dessert of all time: the Rocky Horror.

30) Have you ever been to Nandos?

Home of the lads with the cheekiest banter? Of course mate.

31) Do you belong to any warehouse stores? (Costco, Bookers, etc)

Yeah, my parents have a Costco card and it means I can buy bottles of diet coke in bulk, which is the dream.

32) What would your parents have named you if you were the opposite gender?

Ethan-Kyle.  In fact, they only had a boys named plan, and pretty much came up with ‘Jasmine’ quickly after they gave birth to a girl.

33) If you have a nickname what is it?

Jas is probably the most common one, but then there’s also Jazzy, Jaja, Tinkerbell, Burkey… The list goes on.

34) Who is your favourite person in the world?

My mum, dad and sister are gonna have to take joint first on that.  Especially recently, they’ve all been pretty amazing through my period of darkness.

35) Would you rather live in the countryside or the city?

The city… Growing up in London has spoilt me.

36) Can you whistle?


37) Do you sleep with a night light?

Not anymore (look at me being an adult).

38) Do you eat breakfast every morning?

No, and I know it’s bad and I’m trying to but I’m pretty terrible at it.

39) What medical conditions do you have?

Achilles Tendinopathy and a mild allergy to certain soaps… may do a post on the Achilles Tendinopathy at some point because not many people know about it.

40) How many times have you been to hospital?

For serious things?  Twice: once when I was 6 and got a bead stuck in my ear and had to have it surgically removed… and once when I learnt to ride that devil bike…

41) Have you ever seen finding Nemo?

I don’t know does Dory just keep swimming?

42) Where do you buy your jeans?

Next (they do the best jeans I’ve found so far) and Pull and Bear, but I’m thinking of maybe diving into Topshop…

43) What was the last compliment you got?

“You’re cute and caring and you deserve better than this sadness.”

44) Do you remember your dreams in the morning?

Yes, but only if I spam someone with word vomit the second that I wake up.

45) What flavour tea do you enjoy?

Mint or ginger, depending on my mood.

46) How many pairs of shoes do you currently own?

In terms of the ones I actually wear, 6, and 5 of them are boots.  I clearly have a preferred style of shoe.

47) What religion will you raise your children to practice in?

Again, will cross that bridge when I come to it.

48) How old were you when you found out Santa wasn’t real?

Urm… Santa is real, shut up you’re wrong.

49) Why do you have a blog?

I love writing and I felt all lost in life, read more about it here.

50) Name your 5 favourite albums ever?

Albums are hard so I’m gonna do musical soundtracks: Memphis, Wicked, Hairspray, Burlesque (I know it doesn’t really count but oh well), and Kinky Boots.


And there you have it!  This was super long, I apologise but hey I never really do posts this long and maybe you were nosy enough to read til the end!  If you did, comment either your answer to any of these questions in the comments, or the codeword -chocolate milk-. 

I nominate absolutely anyone to do this, but particularly Eni, Jasmine, Elm, Anna, Saffron, Elsie and Poppy because they’re all amazing and you should check them out!

Lots of love,

Jas xx



Project 2017 | Things Happen…

This last month has been a whirlwind of feelings emotions and acts and, as I’ve mentioned before, they haven’t been so positive.  The amount of times I’ve flashed between sadness and anger and apathy these past couple weeks has been ridiculously intense and I kept telling myself that things take time but it’s hard to know how much time things will actually take.  However, today (well, yesterday by the time you’re reading this), by some miracle I made it through and finally just… got over it.

It wasn’t in an angry way, and it wasn’t in an apathetic way (my usual method of dealing with things), I just finally got to terms with the fact that everything happens for a reason.  You see, recently, I’ve felt so out of control… I was doing the right things and trying as hard as I could but things were falling apart because of something that was out of my hands, and the control freak in me just couldn’t handle it.  However, today it finally clicked in my head; you can blame every circumstance that you want, but at the end of the day that won’t change what’s happened.  I like to believe that everything that happens, happens for a reason, and if things are meant to be, who knows, they’ll work out eventually.

For example, when I was 14 I was sat in my living room one day and my mum came in and told me that I wouldn’t be going back to the school I was at because we could no longer afford it.  I didn’t know how to feel… I was sad but I couldn’t cry, I didn’t really react at all.  I spent the next 4/5 months at home, waiting for another school and feeling completely emotionless.  At this point I felt like everything I’d worked for was a waste; I was a brainy kid who was now months behind and could see any chance of a “good education” floating away from her.

I didn’t want to be the new girl.  I didn’t want to start all over again.  And I was at a point where it really felt like the end for me.  But if that hadn’t happened I wouldn’t have met the amazing people I know now, I probably wouldn’t be half as grounded as I am today and I probably wouldn’t have ended up at the University I’m at.  (Despite the last few weeks of madness) I’m incredibly happy with where my life is at, and it never would have been like this if I hadn’t left that school 6 years ago (wow I’m old…).

You see, there’s only so long you can let your emotions fester and blame yourself/others/the world.  Eventually, you have to take your losses and your sadness and let it make you stronger.  Who knows?  The things that seem like the end of the world now could be the things that you look back on in 5/10 years and think “Look how far I’ve come”.   If things are really supposed to sort themselves out then they will eventually, all you need is patience and acceptance within yourself.  I personally am finally there with the current events in my life, and I hope that you can all use this whenever you feel like everything is falling apart.

Hope you’re all doing great!  And if you’re not feel free to hit me up on Twitter or Instagram or in the comments, I’m happy to be an ear that’s listening…

Lots of love,

Jas xx



Project 2017 | Busy Busy Busy…

When I finished Uni for the year I was so excited to no longer be busy and have all the free time in the world… I was very wrong.  In fact, I feel like I’ve been busier since I got home than I was at Uni; when I’m not with family I’m with friends and when I’m not with friends I’m at work and when I’m not at work I’m at the gym and I still haven’t unpacked my Uni suitcases…

I promised myself that I’d have time for blogging more and relaxing and focusing on having that cute blogger Instagram aesthetic, but so far I just haven’t had the time.  I’m aware that my posts have been irregular and as much as a part of me knows that it’s okay and nobody really cares, the perfectionist in me gets really upset about it, but doesn’t have the time to change it.

My body hasn’t been the only part of me that’s been moving from place to place though, my mind’s been all over the place too.  I’ve gone through a whole lot recently and let’s just say my summer hit a massive speed bump just as it was starting, so I’ve had to drag myself out of that depression spiral whilst dealing with everything else as well and blogging’s got a little lost along the way.  So this time, I’m not going to make a promise to be “back”, and post three times a week at the same times on the same days, but I’m going to make a promise to put whatever time I have free into my blog, and try not to beat myself up about missing deadlines and wavering stats.  

At the end of the day, I have 3 summer holidays left in my life, and as much as I love blogging, I’d like to enjoy my holiday the best I can.  This in no way means that I’m going to stop – I’m hoping to have some exciting reviews out soon, as well as maybe some travel posts when I go on holiday and possibly reviewing some cool places I’ve been checking out with my friends?  My blog has no real sense of direction at the moment, I’m just going where the wind takes me.  I’ve learnt over time that the less pressure I put on myself, the happier I am, so that’s what I’m going to do.

Hope you’re all having a great time!  Comment below what you’ve been up to recently (or don’t, no pressure at all)

Lots of love,

Jas xx



Blogging: 6 Months On

So, as of yesterday I’ve officially had this blog for six months!  It’s a really weird feeling, I sort of feel like this has been around forever but simultaneously see myself as someone who just started doing this… It will probably take a few years before I stop referring to myself as a “new blogger”.

Six months down the line, there’s a lot that I’ve realised and honestly I couldn’t have imagined being where I am with my blog right now.  I’ve made some amazing friends through the blogging community, been able to share my thoughts to a sizeable amount of people through my social media and my blog in itself, and been able to really get my writing out there.

I never thought that people would actually care what I was writing.  When I first started this blog back in December I started it because I felt lost, and I simply wanted to write.  It was purely for myself, and maybe a couple random people on the internet who found me.  6 months on I have almost 200 followers (like seriously almost, I’m currently on 199…) and have over 1000 people read my words each month and that’s seriously crazy!  Knowing that people care what I write and actually take the time to read through it and sometimes comment is so ridiculously heartwarming and I have so much love for anyone who’s ever given this a read.

It sounds insanely cheesy, but since starting this, I’ve really grown as a person.  I’m more confident, more open to sharing my thoughts and feelings (which has always been a really big thing for me), and a lot more open to meeting/talking to new people.  Blogging can be so cathartic, and a great means of expression, and I never expected anything to come of it at all, but it’s slowly become my own little safe haven.  

In the past 6 months I’ve collaborated with other bloggers, had brands reach out to me, and even had some stuff sent to me to review (which, let me tell you, really made me feel like I’d “made it” in the blogging world haha).  It’s been an amazing journey so far, and I can’t wait to see where it takes me.

With YouTube and Netflix taking over the world, books and blogs are slowly getting less attention, but in the last 6 months I’ve been reminded how important words truly can be.  Little me, typing along on a laptop has actually made a difference in this small little corner of the internet.  I’m so thankful for anyone who’s ever visited this website, and hopefully you’ll hang around to see what else I have to offer 😉

You guys are all amazing, and hey, here’s to another 6 months of this!

Lots of love,

Jas xx