I’m missing my Grecian holiday and I’m already planning where to go next in my head! If you like beautiful scenery, idyllic beaches, historical wonders, yummy food and loads of cute kitties; Crete is the place for you. Here are some of my favourite snaps from my trip x
I just came back from a (mostly) sunny 10 days in the Greek island of Crete. Originally we were going to visit a couple of islands but it worked out a bit over budget so opted for the full time in Crete. I’ve got serious holiday blues and can’t stop posting photos on my Instagram so while it’s fresh, here are my top recommendations for a holiday to Crete.
It’s been a long time coming and I feel like such a bad person for not doing it sooner but I’m finally waving au revoir to animal tested products. With so many modern advances and companies choosing to go cruelty-free there’s no excuse to be funding animal testing for cosmetics.
Not all men. How does this help the 13-year-old girl in her school uniform being glared at by a much much older man on the train? How does this stop that man from putting his hand down his trousers and touching himself while staring at that same girl?
I just got back from a foggy, sub zero degrees capital of Denmark after a short break with my favourite munchkin. Despite my feet being so cold they felt like I was walking on actual glass before giving in and buying a pair of thick socks from Topshop, I had an amazing time! Here my top 10 sights, eats, tips and tricks for a long weekend in Copenhagen.
So I know I am still a 20-something and probably haven’t taken some of this advice myself yet but I was inspired to write this by a similar post I saw online. Growing up is hard and these are just my thoughts on the crazy journey that is life.
I’ve always been a quiet human. I’ve overcome a lot of worries and push myself every day to gain confidence and be a friendly, open person. When I was little, I was painfully shy and wouldn’t want to talk to unknown members of my own family let alone strangers, always hiding behind and holding onto the back of my mum’s knees. I would never speak up for myself and though I was never bullied, I was pretty much a push-over as my silence made me seem weak.