I’m not really a big birthday person. I like them, but I tend not to focus on them much. However, it is nice to mark the occasion when it comes and I love the idea of doing something cool and different. Thanks to a close friend this year will be spent eating Spanish food, and jumping on trampolines! Yes, I am 31 years young today.
I write this post as I wake today with a slight cold, and waiting on the train into central London, with a thought on my heart to share.
I’m still here! I woke up today! I’m alive and I have so much to be thankful for.
After spending a portion of yesterday trying to avoid this day, which for me feels like it comes round too fast, with too much pressure, as if I were in a race to accomplish the world in one year. Instead today I woke up thankful. I have lots to be thankful for too! Feelings are fickle and it’s not hard to become clouded in thought by the distance we have yet to travel to achieve our dreams, but like someone once said, “wake I and smell the roses.” We made it into another day.
So in true birthday fashion I decided to allow myself a treat! Do you want to see? Okay, check out the pics below!
I used to get candels for Christmas and birthdays and never ever use them. These days I can’t get enough of them. They’re perfect for setting me in the mood to write or sleep. This one was smells amazing too! I love the black and white branding.
No birthday would be complete without cake or macaroons, and since I’m not near Costco this year… Ladurer it is! They only make world famous macaroons!
FYI Rose petal, and Pistasio are my personal favourite. I recommend anyone visiting London to pop by the Covent Garden store. You may need to queue behind some indecisive guests though so don’t be in a rush when you do go.
This is one of the most exciting seasons I have ever lived. Besides pursuing my dreams, and chasing the vision I am learning so much about myself and the importance of being ground in the who I am. The outside pressure of preforming and conforming is strong, but I no longer wish for that to be a root of my life.
*Tip* If you’re going to want to reap oranges, then make sure you’ve sown the right seed to produce the right fruit.
Remember who you are!! Remind yourself of what makes you tick, by surrounding your life with the things you love.
I’m off to finish my honey and lemon tea before I continue to do the only acceptable thing this evening, which is to jump, be happy and eat!
Much love xox
This scarf. I love this scarf. I bought it November last year when I was in Oxford visiting a friend. Zara is my favourite shop, and the scarf had stolen my heart a few weeks before when window shopping in Westfield.
It was £20, but for this scarf I would have probably paid double. I don’t know if it was the tartan, or the particular combination of colours used, but I was just attracted to it.
I wore and took it with me everywhere I went. Outfits where planned around this one scarf. It the spring and summer time it was particular good to double up as a blanket (when on a picnic) or shall to keep the cool breeze off my shoulders. I spotted it everywhere I went. I’m pretty sure it was a best seller too. Zara stores were running out of this fine piece of… Scarf, and the lady had to bring one fresh out of the store room when I eventually ventured out of London for it.
This scarf has got so many comments from so many people over the past year, if I were Facebook, the comment section on this would be off the scale by now. (Okay slight exaggeration, but it would definitely be up there.)
Why am I writing about this? Well, besides a lovely guard on the train picking out my scarf in a sea of commuters and commenting on it, yesterday, which made my no ringing trip to be honest as I bundled up from the cold. I was also on a recent trip to Oxford Circus, (and of course in search of another scarf from this years collection that I like) when to my shock and slight disappointment my scarce and beautiful scarf was sitting on a stall, outside the store, for half the price?!?! What? I hastily looked other clues to see if this was the real deal. There were other scarfs too that I recognised from Zara. A half chequered, half tartan scarf that I know was part of last years collection. Is this this what happens to old stock? After weeks of trailing round shops, and no longer being able to buy online, how can it be that these are now found in abundance in a little sole trader stall outside the giant retail chain? Is this what happens in the world of retail? I couldn’t help feeling a little bemused by the whole thing.
Have you ever had the same or similar experience? I’d love to hear your stories. Comment below!
To show my support of the small start up, and growing businesses I thought I’d recommend a few below (in no particular order).