NaBloPoMo: Shopping

Now that I have finally climbed my way out of my overdraft, with a little hard work, a girl needs a treat to cheer her up.

I have been a little naughty by buying a few new items to cram into my stuffed wardrobe.

Zara is my new best friend and I am a very happy girl when I leave the shop with an odd top or a pair of trousers.

The other day, on my trip to Bristol, I couldn’t resist the urge to have a little wander into some of the shops.

I fell in love with a sequin dress in Topshop but I couldn’t justify spending £68 when I had just bought a pair of jeans and a black spotty top in Zara.

 

I recently had a sort out so I was left with only one pair of jeans (they were a must have).

When it comes to jeans I look for comfort and stretch. I cannot stand jeans that are so stiff you can’t bend or move in, that is why I tend to go for the bigger size. I also like it if they look a little scruffy so I decided to go for a faded pair of skinny jeans from Zara.

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I love the tiny little spots that are covered all over the top I bought, I also love the colour black…it is slimming and goes with everything.

Here are a few of my other favourite items that I have seen on the rails recently…

 

NaBloPoMo: Graduation

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Yesterday, I got up bright and early and made my way to Bristol for my graduation.

Prior to the event I wasn’t that excited because all my friends had attended their graduation in the summer whilst I was in America.

However, when I saw the famous sites of Bristol and was gowned up, by a friendly bald headed man, I felt a sense of achievement and my mood soon picked up.

I had professional photographs taken and then another thousand pictures outside with my mum and dad. The reason I had to pose so many times was because neither my mum or dad could work the iPhone camera. For some reason they kept managing to make the photos all blurry. Luckily, in my happy state, I just found it pretty funny.

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Then the service began and I started to feel a little nervous about having to walk on the stage to shake the mans hand. Thankfully I did not trip up and it all ran smoothly.

The whole experience was an enjoyable one and I felt proud of myself for graduating with a BA Hons in Journalism, Media and Cultural Studies.

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Job done!

NaBloPoMo: Big baggy tops

When I go to bed, I am the least glamorous dresser. I love wearing big baggy tops that are very unflattering but comfy.

I don’t see why I need to look presentable when I am asleep.

A lot of the tops are sort of souvenirs from places I have visited or friends that I have made, so I guess they possess sentimental value.

I have a collection of t-shirts from my time in America this summer.

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My friends and I had one of them especially made which has all our nick names on it and a famous quote from the summer.

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Whilst I was at camp, a friend from Israel gave me a t-shirt as a goodbye gift.

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One of my friends from university bought me a top for my birthday saying ‘Brizzle is the Shizzle’ on it and this reminds me of my first year at uni and of Bristol. I have worn it a lot which is why the lettering has started to come off.

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When I ran a 10k race with my dad we both wore the same t-shirt so our supporters could spot us both amongst the other runners.

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I have many more baggy tops but these are my favourite.

My large and often paint stained tops are that comfy, I find it hard to get out of bed in the morning. The memories they hold and how comfy they are makes me happy.

Comment: What a way to end it…

This weekend, my three years at university came to an end. On Thursday evening, I returned to Bristol with my mum in preparation to hang my final year photographs on the wall in the Philadelphia Street Gallery in Cabot Circus.

Throughout the year I have been working towards this point on a project that explores surveillance and voyeurism. All my hard work has been recorded on another blog which comprised a percentage of my final grade, feel free to have a gander.

On Friday I was up early and out the door before 10am. We arrived at Philadelphia Street Gallery with drill and supplies in hand. As soon as we got there I was shown to the area of the gallery which had been allocated for me to display my images. We immediately got to work, plotting the places where they were to be hung.

The hanging process was slightly complicated as I was not just putting frames onto a wall. After 9 hours of solid work and with the help of a fellow student (my knight in shining armour), I finally had an exhibition piece that I could be proud of.

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We did not end up leaving until 7pm, hungry and tired we headed to Bella Italia and I enjoyed a lovely pizza.

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The following evening was the opening night of the exhibition. Lots of people arrived to celebrate all the students hard work. I feel it was a great way to end my three years at the university.

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A few weeks beforehand, I attended the UWE Summer Ball and enjoyed an evening of dancing, drinking, dodgem rides and candy floss. This was another great way to end the three years at uni and we took some lovely photographs of that night which I wish to share…

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University has been packed full with new experiences, friendships and a lot of work. Like anything in life, there has been good and bad points to the three years I have spent in Bristol.

I have loved, lost and laughed my way through it all and have finally come out the other end with a whole new set of possibilities for my future. Without a shadow of a doubt, third year has definitely been the best year for me. I lived in a lovely house with three girls that couldn’t be more different from each other. I think that is what made life at uni so interesting. I joined the dance society and ended up performing a hip hop routine in the show, I must mention I cannot dance. I made friends with two lovely men and have learnt a lot from witnessing their solid relationship with one another. I rekindled a friendship with my ex boyfriend and feel proud to say that I can be friends with an ex without complications, simply because we make better friends than we did boyfriend/girlfriend. I have also explored the city a bit more and found some lovely cafes that serve cake and my favourite tipple, tea.

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Second year was probably one of the toughest, dealing with a break up and living with dead, rotting rats that produced flies was not ideal. That said, with my flatmates in tow, we lived in the rat house and made some amazing memories that actually make me miss the place. I think the one of the best questions I have ever been asked, happened in that house…Lauren: “Where does all the rubbish go?!” I guess you had to be there! Beyonce’s album will forever be linked to the car journeys I had with my flatmate Lauren that year!

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And first year was the most bizarre and unimaginable year out of them all. When I think back to that year I can hardly believe it was part of the same chapter, it could not have been more different to what my life is like now.

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With no regrets I now look forward to my future and whatever adventures that may bring. Goodbye Bristol and the people I met there! You will all be missed!

Comment: Tea, cake and Clifton

Yesterday my mum came to visit me in Bristol and I decided to take her to one of my favourite places; Clifton. I enjoy wondering around Clifton village because the people have smiles on their faces and the shops are full of dainty objects that tempt and tease me as I window shop.

Unfortunately the weather was rather miserable so I don’t think my mum was able to gain a true sense of what the village has to offer. Luckily Clifton has an amazing cafe cum restaurant called Primrose Cafe, that we could hide from the rain in for a few hours. If you are ever in the area I highly recommend you visit this place. I assure you will not be able to resist one of their homemade cakes to accompany your cup of tea or coffee.IMG_7294 copy

I should probably mention that cups of tea and slices of cake will be a regular feature on this blog because they are two things (amongst others) that I simply couldn’t live without.20130509_150110 copy

What I enjoy about my visits to Primrose, apart from the delicious food, is the quaint decor that makes you feel at home. I previously visited the cafe in December when they had mini Christmas trees and baubles dotted around the place. This time, seeing as Christmas had been and gone, they filled the empty spots where the trees had stood with an ornate picture frame and fairy lights. Large chalk boards inform you of the daily specials and the small service counter is manned by friendly staff who are skilled at making heart shapes out of milk and coffee.

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On this visit I sat upstairs in the corner next to a vintage lamp. I felt hidden away from the 21st century world, free to gossip with my mum about the latest Devonian news. When our food arrived I envied my mums chicken and noodle soup as it looked more like a stew. 20130509_150820

When we felt brave enough to face to rain and wind I decided to show my mum some of the special shops that line the streets. I new it was a bad idea actually entering the shops because I ended up buying a bag when I really should be saving for my travels. I suppose, if the rain had not of forced us to take shelter, I would have been able to defy my urges to spend money.20130509_153832

In my defence, I had been looking for a new bag that I could take traveling with me because my current tote does not have a zip and I consider it rather large to carry round a country. The bag I chose was from About Face a shop that features many different styles of bags in all sorts of colours.20130510_181949 copy20130510_190815

About Face also sells jewellery, accessories, mugs, tableware, wall art, clocks and candles, as well as a variety of other things that all have that vintage look. I always like to go in these types of shops and point out various different objects that I think I will buy when I have my own house. I guess this method is the next best thing to actually buying it all. I hope that after you have finished your tea and cake in Primrose cafe you will take a look in this shop, provided you don’t mind parting with some of your money.

I ended the day with a bedtime film…Peter Pan 🙂

Comment: New blog, new chapter…

As I move closer to finishing my degree I have decided to set up a blog in order to fill my spare time with productive and enjoyable blogging delights.

I can’t quite believe I left sixth form 4 years ago to start, what I thought would be, a new chapter in Liverpool studying Architecture. This was the case for only a year because I ended up beginning yet another chapter soon after in Bristol, where I am now about to finish a degree in Journalism, Media and Cultural Studies. I have to say that I am looking forward to moving on from studying, especially as I have lots of traveling plans for this upcoming year. You could say I am currently standing on the edge of a curb about to step into the unknown, just like I was 4 years ago when I left school. I imagine this blog will follow my footsteps as I try and find my way around America, hopefully Europe and then into the ‘real’ world of work.

I hope you all enjoy reading what I have to say.