LOVE ME…please?

I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are looking for a relationship, I can tell you I don’t have time. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long single life. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you let me take you out on a date, that’ll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don’t, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you…

Had I just received a chat up line or a death threat? Inevitably, I had hit a new low. Tinder, the dating app that matches men and women by geographical location, the ‘Grindr’ for heterosexuals and the contributor to giving people egos as big as Kanyes…almost. One whole year is the amount of time I have ever spent single since growing out of tammy girl clothes. Two moves to London, one move to Cardiff, two university courses and a kitten later and I found myself 23 years of age, single and the biggest Debbie downer you could ever imagine meeting, but tinder, really?

What was I even searching for? Sex and the City’s Charlotte York had taught me from a young age that we are to be constantly in search of our soul mate and that being single isn’t a choice but a problem. Forcing someone to love you seems logical so long as you’re not single yes? We seem to be a culture set on self-sabotage.

Adamant to not spend the rest of my single life wallowing in self pity (although my Bridget Jones phase was a favourite time of mine) I set out on a journey to self-satisfaction,

I feel as though I have probably changed the most I ever have in the past year of my life. For the better, OH for the better indeed, but although there are many reasons behind this sudden transformation, I feel I owe the most part to these steps in particular so, without further ado, here are my 5 tips to self-improvement:


  1. Take care of your health


“I can’t start until Monday and I definitely can’t start until I’ve eaten all the junk food so it can’t tempt me”. Trust me when I say I know every trick in the book when it comes to excuses, I spent every sports day in high school pretending to have ‘girl problems’. However, making small changes to your lifestyle can make a huge difference in your physical and mental health. Exercising a few times a week and not having a biscuit with every cup of tea you make can make a massive difference. It should be a lifestyle change though and not a chore.


  1. If you can’t be nice be quiet.


I am a firm believer that what you say about other people is more of a reflection on yourself, not them. Time wasted gossiping about people you don’t like won’t make them any worse off. Think before you judge.


  1. Start working towards who you want to be.


Write a list of all you wish to achieve in life and start setting realistic goals. Whether the first step is opening a savings account or joining a gym, working hard now will offer you much satisfaction in the years to come. Rome wasn’t built in a day and you have your whole life.


  1. Stop comparing yourself to others.


Everyone is different. When you begin comparing yourself to others more often than not it will make you feel bad about yourself. Whether you compare a better body, nicer car, better job, stop and compare yourself to the person you were yesterday. Also find gratitude for what you do have in life. Whether that is your family, your friends, your job, materials, be grateful for what you do have.


  1. Be the best you can be.


Smile more, laugh more, work hard, play hard, stay positive, be kind, give not just to receive, dream, be happy, have patience, passion and ambition.



I promise you, pinky promise (I definitely don’t break those) that even if you stay true to these five steps alone, happiness will follow not far behind. Now 24 and head over heels for a guy who not only looks photo shopped (Crazy, Stupid, Loves Emma Stone quote at it’s finest) but has an incredible personality to match I can safetly say I have found myself and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.


You’re so vain…

you probably think this post is about you…

Hello, my name is Laura and I am an addict. Since getting my first iPhone at 22 I have uploaded 2061 photos to Instagram and accumulated 1145 followers (Bizarrely I still don’t understand how this has happened). Most days I struggle to get change for the bus out of my bag as I seem to always have permanent fixtures of a coffee cup in one hand and my phone in the other, oh isn’t it ironic. My morning ritual has become some sort of game, lying in bed one eye open one eye shut, three fingers behind the phone, pinky underneath I use my thumb to scroll the newsfeed, I have to get to the bottom. After looking at countless fitness instagram pages from America I’m there! Only now can I get out of bed.




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Serial Intern

Young and Naïve (Doing the dirty work for free)

Doing the Extra to get ahead in a cutthroat industry


With the current economic crisis and high unemployment rate, the number of students willing to work for less than the cost of a freddo chocolate bar (20p?!) is overwhelming. Unfortunately, in an industry that is as cutthroat as “Sweeney Todd” it seems completing an internship or two, becoming what they call a serial intern (not to be mistaken for cereal intern – one who must live on smart price cornflakes) has become vital in order to bag a job. But how much of the dirty work are we willing to do for free?

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Overactive brain…

Over the past 4 years of studying Fashion I have forced myself to try and fit into this ‘blogging community’ that has grown to be about as big as Kim K’s behind. However, this hasn’t really worked out for me, I get distracted very easily and there are only so many reviews on the same new lipstick you can read huh?

I have created this blog to fill with ramblings of all sorts, health, fitness, mental and physical wellbeing, food, fashion, stories, opinions, probably lots of opinions… I wanted to create a journal for my overactive brain.

So here it goes…