Wednesday, 25 September 2013

A difference a day makes, 24 little hours

We underestimate the time that is given to us to either live for the moment or look back and cherish how we spend our days. Granted many of us spend more days in work than we do with our loved ones but that doesnt mean we cant enjoy them. 

There will be many events that happen to us in our life that will have specific dates for good or for bad or simply bittersweet. 

Birthdays, Christmas, Anniversarys all will have different memories for different people.
For me my birthday always reminds me of winter and rain! Im a November baby! 
Christmas reminds me of special times spent with my family in particular my Grandad and watching films next to the Christmas Tree. 
New Year will always be a horrific day, the anniversary of my Grandads death. 

I am anticipating a new day that i will always remember that all started a year ago, 28th September. 
One day not so long ago this was the best day of my life, the day my life changed forever. Now i will always feel bittersweet that my life no longer has that feeling around it. 

That day changed me, changed my way of thinking, changed how i lived my life, changed the way i felt and i loved every second of it. 
Now it will change me again and the way i think, how i live my life again and how i feel. 

Anniversarys bring up mixed emotions. I look back and it seems so perfect to me was what i wanted in my life but now all it brings is sadness. Sadness that i may never feel like that again. 
But until i live each day to the fullest i will never know if i have that to come again, thats when i will become excited to add a new date in my life that will make me feel as good as i did then. 

Xoxo

Monday, 23 September 2013

Where are you really from..Part 2

Well i set out what i said i would do and looked into my home town and what an eye opener it has been so far. 
Researching into Walton could go further and further but what i do know is my home town was first recorded in 1066! 
There was a zoo just nearby in 1884, Pongo the Chimp was the star attraction which had visitors such as King Edward VII, i love going to the zoo so to know that there was one on my doorstep is now wishful thinking as now resides a Sainsburys. I know which i would choose to be there now!
Walton Hospital, a place i visited many times to see my Mum and Grandad was also the birth place of Paul McCartney no less. 
So as much as moan about where i live and how Walton life has changed i cant think of anywhere better to come from. If Paul, just a lad from Walton can have his dreams come true then so can i. 


A punk kind of day...

" I use clothes as a way of telling people how im feeling" Henry Holland AW13

HH! says it how it is. Fashion can be timeless or disposable but it is how you interpret and wear clothes that makes you tell people who you are and how you feel.
I love fashion! Some pieces can be like marmite but never judge what others wear as thats how they feel and what they want to wear so let them! 

Everynight i plan in my mind what im going to wear the next day, its like planning a meal i eat what i fancy when i feel like it, so i wear what i want depending how i feel. 

Today was all about black skinnys, black ankle boots and a black blouse with a statement punk necklace! Would you be able to work out how i was feeling? Those who know me well and who i spoke to today probably would haha! 

Whether it be subconsciously or not you present yourself through what you choose to wear as soon as you get dressed every morning and go for it! Why not! 
This is why i love fashion and shopping so much, be yourself and never be afraid to express who are. 




Sunday, 22 September 2013

Whats next?!...

Something i read today stuck in my mind and i thought yes thats so true! 

"It honestly doesnt matter how, where or in what circumstance you meet someone, if its right its right"

"The best love story is when you fall in love with the most unexpected person at the most unexpected time"

But what happens when these no longer apply? Does it just happen all over again?
The answer is most probably yes or is this the answer we have to accept. 
Everything happens for a reason and it does but how can the best love story thats happened to you end for you to have another one, surely that is your love story? Maybe not. 
What you thought was unexpected isnt that, and the unexpected is yet to come. 

But what is essential is that you fall back in love with yourself after your love story ended unexpectedly, you cannot expect the unexpected if you are not prepared for it. 


NYC❤️

New York City; a concrete jungle where dreams are made of, big lights will inspire you and the streets will make you feel brand new. 
Jay Z says it all when he describes his love for the city and i couldnt agree more. 
NYC isnt just the clichè you see in the movies or on TV, it is more meaningful and powerful to a point that you can hardly put your finger on it. 
I always wanted to be an interior designer and live in an amazing apartment on the top floor of an iconic building, wishful thinking after realising how much one of those can go for. 
Nevertheless i can always say now that in my life i have been and experienced the city i once was fond of and now fallen head over heels for. 
I went at a time in my life when i needed one of those moments to just stop, stop, think and just breathe. Pretty drastic flying thousands of miles on your own when the furthest you had been on your own was probably Manchester! 
Its still difficult to describe how i felt and what i experienced in just one sentence, i can only think of words as i am still in awe of my time there. 
Safe, home, comfortable, reflective, independant, appriciative, confident, wise, peaceful, couragous, open minded...the list could go on. 
I will never forget my time i had and what lease of life it gave me, New York i will be forever grateful. 

Where are you really from?

Today was a beautiful day, too nice to sit at home and have a typical lazy September Sunday so some fresh air was needed. Usually Crosby beach is first on the list (a good salty sea air walk makes way for a great sunday nap) but there was one place that stood out, which was to the top of my road. 
This walk usually takes me to the train station which can take me anywhere at all but a couple of paces further on and i was in the most beautiful, peaceful place that has always been forgotton about. 
Rice Lane Farm now has a reputation of those who give Liverpool a bad name taking shelter, i havent been for years for fear of having to even see those delightful young kids that you see walking past your house to go and see the lovely animals (can you sense the sarcasm) yet today was simply young families taking their children for a walk or the dedicated dog walker. 
As soon as i stepped through those gates i was taken back to all those times my Nan and Grandad took me, just like those who were there today. 
The farm itself hasnt changed but what struck me the most was the history and feeling of nostalgia it had. This was probably mainly due to being blessed land and the many gravestones that were scattered around. 
I live in the heart of Liverpool and the peaceful nature this place had made me appriciate where i live and where i come from even more, the history that this city has is huge and we simply do not find out about our own cities before visiting others. 
Gravestones go as far back as 1863! This land that is not even 50 metres away from my house is 150 years old! Maybe even more. Who were these people? Did they live in Walton as we know it now? Questions that i feel i want to know...
What do you know about where you live? I bet you will be suprised...

Age is just a number

I, like many others have often rushed through tasks or experiences in fear of time running out but isnt that how we have all lived our lives? 
We go to nursery until we are 3, we start high school when we are 11, we go to college at 16, we go to university when we are 18. We can vote at 16 we can drink from 18... the list could go on. 
Time is something that has been dictated to us for most of our childhood which in turn is where we start to build our adulthood so there is no doubt why now as adults we rush to fit everything in as much as we can in fear of never finding the time to do it again.
Sometimes we need to just stop!! Stop and look back at what we have acheived and appriciate what we have done rather than the time we have done it in. It took me 4 years to pass my driving test but who cares?! The end result was the achievement not how quickly i could do it in. 
Im 26 nearly 27 and have achieved a hell of alot in my life, yet age does not matter to me, you are as old as you feel, its not about achieving everything by the time your 30 or 40 its how you spent your time wisely and enjoying every second.