I don’t like this time of year, I can see the nights getting longer and the temperature falling day by day, I don’t like knowing that we are going to be faced with six months of chilly days and I really don’t enjoy the prospect of buying jumpers and coats. And while I hate to be a killjoy to all of the girls on Twitter getting excited over Pumpkin Spice Lattes, the thought of fewer hours of daylight and having to start wearing a thermal vest just isn’t appealing.

Don’t get me wrong, there is something pretty magical about seeing the leaves burst into a technicolour of reds, browns and oranges, there is nothing cosier than curling up on the sofa with a candle lit and a hot chocolate in hand but the cloud coverage swamps my mind. I can feel it weighing me down and crushing my inspiration. I’ve been struggling to write recently, the words seem too jumbled into my mind to make their way down into my fingertips to form some kind of cohesive sentence.

So I’m here once again, writing about not being able to write and complaining about the weather as the sun pokes its head from around a white fluffy cloud. I am obviously feeling too resentful of the upcoming winter to fully appreciate how I have become a walking, talking, oxymoron. But while everyone around me virtually wets their pants with excitement at the thought of sweater weather returning I need to know that I’m not the only one who doesn’t want to exit the summer just yet.


Top – Missy Empire

Jeans – Mango

Jacket – Pull & Bear

Shoes – Topshop

Bag – Chloe

Scarf – Vintage



Podcasts are a relatively new obsession for me, if I’m being totally honest with you I didn’t really get them, they came under the same category as audio books for me and generally I much prefer to consume my stories through reading than listening. That was until I stumbled upon Serial, I was working with a team on a photoshoot who were all listening and totally hooked on the story, in fact it was all they could talk about. When I told them I hadn’t heard of it and hadn’t ever listened to a podcast they told me to download an episode for the train journey home and get listening. I finished series one of Serial within two days so its safe to say that I loved it and I have been hooked on Podcasts ever since.

I have listed some of my favourite podcasts from the informative, to the downright silly in the hope that I can make your commute, dog walk or admin work a little more entertaining.


My Dad Wrote A Porno.

This is likely to be the silliest podcast in this post, but I can promise it will have you laughing within minutes of playing. Essentially it is a group of friends who read aloud one of their dads self published erotic fiction… Only listen if you’re over eighteen and not easily offended, also be prepared to never be able to hear the name Belinda in the same way ever again.



For me series one trumps the second story in this podcast but if you’re a fan of true crime documentaries this is the podcast for you. Adnan Syed has been imprisoned for the murder of his girlfriend, did he do it? Or has he been wrongfully imprisoned, this classic “who done it” tale will have you second guessing each and every person that is spoken to. If you like Making A Murderer then you are going to love this.


CNTRL ALT DEL By Emma Gannon

Emma’s podcast has a way of making you feel like you are listening to two friends having a good old chin wag over a cuppa. She chats about friendship, feminism, mental health, success, writing, books and more but the heart of each conversation is how the internet and social media has changed our lives forever.


S Town.

From the same producers as Serial, S Town is another true story but the crime isn’t so clean cut in this tale. “S-Town,” reads the synopsis, “is the story of a man named John who despises his Alabama town and decides to do something about it. He asks Brian to investigate the son of a wealthy family who’s allegedly been bragging that he got away with murder. But when someone else ends up dead, the search for the truth leads to a nasty feud, a hunt for hidden treasure, and an unearthing of the mysteries of one man’s life.” John is an incredibly captivating person, he is unapologetically smart and has a way of talking that makes you want to hear more and more.


The Heart Of It With Estee Lalonde.

This podcast is almost an added extra as it is only one episode long so far but the production and topic of choice is so inspiring. I have loved Estee for as long as I have been watching youtube and I am really looking forward to hearing more of these podcasts in the future.



I remember the first piece of special jewellery I was given, it was totally different from the colourful plastic trinkets I had bought with my pocket money before. I was drawn to it instantly, not because it was flash or expensive but because it meant something to me. It was a ring that my mum had worn forever, I can’t remember the reason she decided to take it off or even why she wore it in the first place but the act of passing it down to me was the reason it became love at first sight. A tan line forever sits under than ring, the skin is smooth from years of wear and I love it as much as I did when I first slid it over my knuckle.

What I’m getting at here is that jewellery can be incredibly personal, the way that it feels and the way that it fits is important. And just like magic this point brings me onto Sacet, a jewellery brand that does things a little differently. Now I will be the first to admit I am not a huge wearer of bold jewellery, I love my hooped earrings, some of the rings and bracelets that have been gifted to me over the years stay glued to me at all times, yet necklaces aren’t really my thing unless of course they are incredibly simple in style and shape. Generally I like pieces that are dainty and simplistic in style.

Being this picky is something that I know I can’t be alone with when choosing jewellery to adorn my body with, which is why I think Sacet’s try before you buy system is such a genius idea. You are able to select pieces that tickle your fancy from their online store and wear them at home for five full days before returning the pieces that didn’t fit your personal style free of charge.

Not only does this brand create beautiful, luxury pieces of jewellery at an affordable price point but they are also ethically made and have a brilliant system in place to ensure their craftsmen are supported with 100% of profits from the manufacturing company going towards enriching the lives of their workers with skill development, healthcare and children’s education… Amazing right?

The two pieces I have been wearing non-stop over the past couple of weeks are the beautifully mismatched drop earrings and the simple silver citrine ring. Both pieces slipped effortlessly into my style and I found myself reaching for them day after day which is always a sure sign that wearing them gave me an extra sparkle that had nothing to do with the jewellery itself.

You can shop #Sacetworld by clicking on the link HERE


This post was in collaboration with Sacet but all views and the love of jewellery is all my own. x


After weeks and weeks of pure joy I had a little dip in my mood last week. It was inevitable that this dip was coming and to be totally honest I was half expecting it, what goes up must come down and all that jazz. I wasn’t depressed, no where near close but the familiar creep of anxiety snuck its way into the pit of my stomach and I felt pretty blue.

Yet this period of grey in a technicolour of happiness hasn’t been bad, in fact its made me appreciate the little things even more. They jumped out at my like bursts of bright sunshine poking through the blanket of grey and I want to list them for you in the hope that you notice your own little bursts of sunshine in the every day.


Chai Tea

It smells and tastes like Christmas which in the autumnal weather we’ve been experiencing recently came as a cup of warming comfort while the rain pattered against my windows. I take mine with a splash of milk and leave the tea bag in there for an extra punch of spice.



I have a picture stuck onto my bedroom mirror, Its from the Photo Booth in Brighton. Each morning as I apply my makeup I am greeted with the memories of a day spent laughing with two friends who can brighten up the most miserable of days.


New Traditions

Immy and I have adopted a new tradition of rising before the rest of the city and shooting blog pictures before she starts work. Now I know the thought of rising before the sun and scuttling off to shoot blog pictures isn’t everyones idea of a cheerful experience but these moments before both of our days start are filled to the brim with happiness. Plus once our pictures are shot we go on the hunt for coffee and almond croissants as a midweek treat which will put a smile onto even the sleepiest of faces.



I’ve never exactly fallen out of love with reading (Is that even possible?) but I did fall out of the habit of picking up a book and reading. When I was feeling extremely depressed I physically couldn’t sit and read, it took too much energy to drag my eyes across the page so when I started to feel better I naturally started consuming books in my usual fashion, to which I mean I have been tearing through a book a week for the last few weeks and I don’t look likely to stop any time soon.


Bake Off.

I really wanted to hate it, Mary Berry had been replaced by another old woman who didn’t have nearly enough sass to measure up, Mell and Sue were being swapped for a goth and another woman I’d never heard of, and don’t even get me started on the snake that is Paul Hollywood… It wasn’t the same, it never will be again but there is something about that music that sucks me in and comforts me like no other.




Dress – Missy Empire

Jacket – Pull & Bear

Shoes – Converse

Glasses – Ray-Ban

Bag – Chloe


I’m not a morning person, I’m the type of girl who drags her heavy body out of bed in search for the nearest drop of caffeine. But I can sometimes make an exception when bribed with the promise of almond croissants and coffee.

My phone alarm buzzed into life before the sun even the sun had woken up but despite the sleepy dust that collected in my eyes I found myself excited to head out into the city before it had woken up. The hazy morning sunshine burst around the corners of buildings as I made my way into Covent Garden and I found myself enjoying the empty streets a little more than usual. Tired looking cafe owners were setting up their shops ready for the rush of commuters, while the smells of freshly baked pastries waft into the streets making my tummy rumble a little louder each time I pass.

I love the early morning light, almost as pretty as that golden hour sunlight at the end of the day but a little quieter without the mass of busy people rushing somewhere important. Sticking in your headphones and listening to something almost as calm as the morning as you stroll through the familiar streets, especially when heading to meet your favourite person for an early morning photoshoot and far too many laughs for an idle Tuesday morning.


Dress – Cubic Original

Shoes – Adidas

Bag – Prada

Sunglasses – Topshop