As you know, I am not shy of big hair. The bigger the ‘do – the closer to God right. I love nothing more than huge bouncier than life curls or a straight up into the sky kind of beehive up-do. Having long (naturally wavy) hair can sometimes be a burden too – that’s why I learnt to deal with it! I am in no way shape or form “good at hair” and definitely do not proclaim to be a whizz at up-dos or anything of the sort. I just know how my hair handles and what I can make it do and not do.
I have NEVER been “fashionable” – right from being a dot. My mother always said I dressed how I felt when I woke up that morning. One day I wanted to be Sporty Spice by donning tracksuit bottoms, a hoodie and trainers – the next it would be a wiggle, heels, and hair do all before 7am. She could never keep up. When my close friends bought me a dress for my birthday one year they spent about an hour deliberating because they had no idea what my actual “style” was.
I think I get my love of colour, pattern and quirkiness from my Grandma Monica – whom my blog is named after. She loved colour and often brazenly clashed them with sass. She certainly passed this down to my own mother who in return carried on the tradition of an artistic and colourful style as I grew up. Patterns do not faze me, the brighter the colour combination the better. I think this is why I am so drawn to the sixties – for their love of colour clashing and crazy patterns.
As January is already flashing before my eyes, I thought it was a good time to take a moment. Recently, my other half and I were out driving and he suddenly stopped the car and said – “this is a right spot for some photos” – I love him.
I was wearing the “Freak Out” dress from one of my favourite sixties reproduction brands – Madcap England and my old faithful black knee boots from New Look that I bought a few years back. You know when something just fits you well, your sass levels are at their maximum and you have great hair – well this day was one of those days. Today was a good day to take a moment.
Springing into 2017 with no New Year’s resolutions actually makes me feel all brand spanking new in itself. I always used to try and make a few secret promises to myself until one of my friends said that I should just “get stuff done” and get on with it. With only 8% of us keeping New Years resolutions, I guess it is probably easier to just get up and DO IT. So that’s what I am doing!
If things were more black and white – wouldn’t they be easier?! Politics, relationships, all the second-guessing, to-ing and fro-ing to try and find the right answer, the right solution is often staring you right there in the face. Most of the time, you know it as well. I started this year with no intentions of broken promises and no real goals and yet I am faced with big changes both in my music and my own personal life. I will have less time but more reward, new creative opportunities as well as being booked up musically until summer already! Lots to think about – who needs resolutions?!
Hello Peaches! Something new to kick off 2017 but as always – from my heart! As many of you will know, nine months ago I became a first time mum to a little bundle of sunshine. Flashback to December 2015 and I was not looking forward to the festive season but rather hiding away in fluffy maternity jumpers and the thickets leggings you ever did see. I suffered with terrible SPD (also known as pelvic girdle pain), which meant that I had terrible pains constantly around my pelvis. I had remained fairly active throughout early pregnancy and was still deadlifting barbells and lifting weights at 20 weeks! However, after suffering with SPD, I had to rest and take it easy until my little one was born.
I have been “training” and a lover of weight lifting, cross fit and HIT intervals for the last 4 years now and I was eager to get back into the driving seat after my little girl was born. For me, working out is how I find my peace again. The idea of absolutely exhausting yourself and sweating out all our troubles may seem horrendous to most, but for me – it is how I stay sane. I don’t work out to be “the skinniest” and I don’t lift weights to be the strongest, fastest or the most impressive. I stay healthy so that I can live longer and enjoy life for as many years as possible. I believe that everything must have balance and as a huge lover of cake, a bit of moderation here and there agrees with me nicely.
One thing I find extremely difficult is that by day – I adore brightly coloured clothes and styles but by night (or whenever I visit a gym!) I struggle to find affordable active wear! WELL – look no further than these fun-loving fancies.