I always *think* clothes review posts are a good idea. I get the clothes, and it’s exciting – ‘ooh I got new clothes!’ – and then I remember that I have to take pictures of myself wearing them, and I only have Belle to take them. (I could quite do with a boyfriend who also happens to be a professional photographer. Please apply in the comments with examples of work.)

When I put on my first items from Elvi, Belle was on hand to give me the confidence boost I needed.

‘You look just like Gran in that!’

Thanks Belle. (No offence Gran, but you ARE in your late sixties. Also, Belle meant me and not the clothes.)

I tried a variety of awful poses, while Belle clicked away. ‘I think it would be better if you held the camera straight,’ I suggested meekly,’ because I’m a grown up?’

‘I’m just trying to get an angle where your hair doesn’t look so thin,’ she reassured me.

Awesome.

Elvi clothes review

I figure this must be the angle that Belle thinks makes my hair look best

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This week I had one of those moments where you feel like the universe is trying to tell you something.

I was having a bit of a funny morning one day, where I was feeling a bit unsure about something, and just kind of wandering about feeling twitchy and indecisive. I decided to go into Waterstones, because really, when DOESN’T looking at books make you feel better?

The first display I saw was this one:

Solitude how to be alone

That book stands out a bit really doesn’t it?

I had a bit more of a mooch. I picked up a book at random and opened it at a random page. This page in fact: View Post

When we moved into our new house, the garden had a very distinct look. I’m going to call it ‘prison yard chic.’

Now for some people, the idea of a square of gravel might be bliss – no grass to cut, no plants to maintain – but for me, not so much. Our living room runs the width of the back of the house and has a very big window. I didn’t especially want to sit on the sofa and gaze out onto this:

garden makeover tips

garden makeover

Nope.

I wanted a TROPICAL PARADISE.

I described it to my friend Lucy, and she drew me some stratgeic plans: View Post

A couple of weeks ago I did something that was pretty disgusting but potentially very interesting. I filled a tube with spit and then I took a sample of my own poop.

Even better, I then put both of them in the post.

You want to date me RIGHT NOW DON’T YOU?

I’m not going to go into too much detail about how exactly I did it, suffice to say that it wasn’t the most glamorous of occasions. On a scale of 1 to 10, with 1 being receiving an award at a glitzy ceremony and 10 being the time I accidentally pooped a little bit on a midwife whilst giving birth, it was a strong six. However, when my samples arrive at the Atlas Biomed lab for analysis I’m going to find out some very interesting things about my DNA and my gut bacteria.

Atlas Biomed DNA test

It’s kind of weird really that those are both something that for nearly 40 years I’ve known pretty much nothing about, given how key they both are to how my body works. Both are unique, and important factors in things like disease risk, and yet we wander around, oblivious to what’s going on behind the scenes. View Post

Here are some things I love:

  1. Books
  2. Winter evenings when it’s cosy indoors

For this competition, 1 + 2 = EIGHT books to keep you busy as the evening draw in and you find yourself at home, wondering if it’s okay to watch three episodes of the Dynasty remake back to back.

It’s not really okay guys. Switch the TV off and do something wholesome instead, like enter this competition and learn how to make a bunch of paper flowers.

This competition is brought to you in partnership with The Book People, who I absolutely love. They are such a staple for me, especially in the run up to Christmas, that the top shelf of my wardrobe turns into a big pile of The Book People boxes during November and December. You could do most of your Christmas shopping with them I reckon, and at the same time look way more generous than you actually are, as everything is such a bargain.

In today’s competition, I’ve chosen eight craft related books, which you could either keep for yourself or give away as gifts. I’d recommend going for a general browse through their craft books craft books too though, as there is so much to choose from that picking out these eight was HARD.

So, here’s what we’ve got: View Post

How often do you shower? I had a boring old press release fall in my inbox the other day about showers.

*yawn*

It was 95% dull, but there was one fact that did stick out – apparently the average person in the UK has five showers and three baths per week.

I had to re-read that just to make sure.

It’s not five showers or three baths, it’s five showers and three baths. That’s more than one wash of some sort every day. That means there’s at least one day during the week where this average person thinks to themselves, ‘you know what, I had a bath this morning, but I’m going to have a shower too!’

How often do you shower? Do you fit in three baths a week?

I reckon I average four showers and zero baths. Apart from quite possibly making me a bit rank, it also must mean that somewhere there is a person having six showers and six baths a week, to balance out me, which seems excessive to say the least.

The truth is that I really am not a fan of washing. I hated it as a child and my parents are very fond of reminding me that my Dad used to have to carry me upstairs over his shoulder to the bath while I screamed ‘don’t make me do it!!’

I thought I’d grow out of it, but I haven’t. I do it obviously, because I have to, but I don’t enjoy it. I don’t ever think ‘Oooh, lovely, I’m going to have an amazing long shower, that’ll be nice.’  View Post