I imagine this is how someone feels after ghosting a Tinder date and then meeting them in the street after a few months. An awkward as hell ‘ahhh hi – yeah I’m still alive… I didn’t fall off the face of the Earth’. I went and took a month off.. the first time I’ve done that in 4.5 years of blogging – even in my final year of University exams. I was hit at last by that wall. That seemingly insurpassable wall of sh**t – life got on top of me, my motivation to do anything plummeted and I was just utterly exhausted.
There’s so many things I want to write about, to share and to explore over the next year including more recipes, discuss my love of beauty products, pod-casts, books and everything in between. I’d like to talk more about work, I’d like to speak to inspirational people, take more feedback from you – the people who’ve watched my world change over the last 4ish years.
It’s a difficult thing to come back to you with my hands up in the air and say – I don’t know what the hell I’m doing in my life, my career, this place. Yes, I put my best face forward because… who doesn’t now a-days? But I’m just as fallible, indecisive, impulsive, emotional and prone to mistakes as the next person. I don’t want that to be something I keep hidden behind an instagram veneer of pastel and empty captions, so this year I hope to give you a little more of a ‘warts and all’ view into my life. Not overly positive, or overly negative. Just real.
Is there anything you’d like to see from me this year?