It’s that time of the year again!



2014 has been one of the most interesting, stressful and exciting years so far. It’s taught me a lot, some good, some bad. But I thought I’d share with you guys what I’ve learnt.

1. You can’t plan your future, it’s really not that simple. No matter how much you try to create a schedule or time frame, life doesn’t work that way. ‘Next summer I’m going to go to W with X, while still being best friends with Y, oh and I’m going to get a job at Z.’ Everyone is hopeful and don’t get me wrong I’d love nothing more than to have a plan that I can stick to. However, 2014 has made me realise life goes on, yes something may not be what you necessarily wanted. But it has encouraged me to think on my feet and be excited for the future, because I know it’s going to be great. Whatever happens.

2. Make peace with the past. If you don’t it’ll be like an anchor and just bring you down. Don’t let it disturb your present or your future. Time is the best healer, honestly.

3. Friends come and go. But it is the people that are there for you day in and day out that are going to be there long term. Make sure you appreciate them, tell them you love them, thank them, there are thousands of ways to tell and show someone you love them.

4. Being a best friend is one of the most wonderful things in the world. I don’t think that needs anymore explanation.

5. Being an aunty is SO underrated. I love my family, as dysfunctional as they are, I wouldn’t change them for the world.

6. I love travelling and need to do more of it. New York was dreamy, it has spurred on my love of cities.

7. Write a journal, or carry around a notebook. I have one in my bag at all times, if I hear a funny quote or a see a restaurant I want to visit at a later date I write it all down. It’s a nice memo if nothing else.

8. Indulge. Maybe I do this a little too much with clothes and shoes, but you earned it!

9. One text goes a long way. Whether it’s rekindling a relationship, friendship or telling someone you’re there for them. It makes a big difference.

10. Don’t waste time reading rubbish books just to say you’ve read it.

I wish you all a very happy New Year, and I hope you bring in 2015 as you mean to go on. Are you doing anything special?

Take care,

B x


The City That Never Sleeps!

I can say hand on heart, I had the best 21st birthday EVER! I was showered with the most amazing and thoughtful presents. It’s so lovely when people get you something that sums you up, shows you they really care and know you. Whether it’s a present that costs £2 or £2,000. The thought really does count.

Saying that, I was lucky enough to go to New York the weekend after my birthday with my mummy. My family arranged it as a surprise and I had a wonderful time. It was everything I imagined and more, there is something magical about New York. So, I’m relocating… I wish.

We went and did some of the touristy things like; went on a pony and trap ride around Central Park, visiting 5th Avenue and all the big department stores, Marcy’s, Barneys and Bloomingdale’s, rooftop drinks, and going to Times Square. But I think my favourite part of the trip was going to the 9/11 memorial and museum. It was breathtaking and really inspirational, sometimes I think we lose faith in humanity as the news seems to surround us with such negatives events happening all around the world. Even though the memorial was filled with so much sadness, it was also great example of how many good people there are in the world.

Our hotel, The Viceroy, was in such a good location, between 6th and 7th Avenue so near the fancy shops on 5th, but also only three streets in from Central Park. The Viceroy also won best rooftop bar in the city, so you can imagine the views. The food was delicious, Kingside is the place to be, 1920s diner feel to it. Not to mentioned we saw James Nesbitt!! The only thing I didn’t enjoy was the portion sizes, but that’s America for you. Long story short, what I’m basically saying is, stay at The Viceroy if you venture to New York and you WON’T regret it, I promise. Not to mention the dishy Concierge!

These are my top five things to do in New York…

1. Visit Time Square, even though I do think Piccadilly is better, it’s worth a look just to see the lights and feel the hustle and bustle of the city. I was like a moth to a flame.

2. Central Park, you’re able to see where so many movies were filmed and enjoy a walk around the man made park.

3. Go to a rooftop bar, the views are picture perfect.

4. Magnolia Bakery, need I say more? (I am the BIGGEST Sex and the City fan)

5. Go do something cultural that only New York has to offer, whether it’s visiting the Met, 9/11 memorial, the Brooklyn Bridge etc.

I really can’t wait to go back! I miss it already. Oh and their bars stay open until 4am, what’s not to love?

Take care,

B x

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Sugar & Spice & All Things Nice!

I always re-read my previous post before writing my new post. I like to think what was happening in my life when I wrote it, where I wrote it, what time of the day etc. and gosh, SO much has changed since my last post. I love that about life, one minute something is so important to you, the next you can barely remember what you were fretting about. However, bittersweet that may be.

Firstly, I’m an Auntie to a beautiful bundle of glitter and fairy dust. She is perfect and delicious, all I want to do is maul her face with kisses all day long. Although, she is the biggest time waster and I photograph her like she’s going out of fashion. Yes, I’m turning into one of those annoying people who wants to show everyone and anyone how cute my niece is. The storage on my phone is running out swiftly! But she’s so worth it. Honestly.

Secondly, I’m back at university for my last, first semester. My dissertation is in full swing and third year is incredible stressful already, but this is what I expected.

There have been so many things over the past two months that I’ve been meaning to blog, from dinners at yummy restaurants such as, The Wolseley, The Caviar House, Benito’s Hat and so on, to my weekend at LFW with my best friend seeing KTZ! I’ve been a rubbish blogger and promise to get better. Starting with my review of Gone Girl, which I’m aiming to finish by Friday as I’m desperate to see the film. Have any of you seen it or read the book? I’ve heard the film is meant to be fantastic.

I hope you’re all well and enjoyed the end of the summer. All those starting their dissertation, good luck! All those who have finished their dissertation or didn’t do one, I’m green with envy.

Take care,
B x

Summer Reading List…

Isn’t this sunshine amazing? I can’t get enough of it! Although there is always the dilemma of what to wear, too warm for thick jeans, too cool for little summer dresses. But my Topshop, Mom jeans similar to these, but more cropped, (minus the rips, as I bought them last year in the sale!) I also wore my purple silk shirt from Zara today. Oh and of course my lovely linen tops from Whistles are so good for this warmer weather. Tied together with a statement necklace and converse.

Anyway, the point of my post today is a summer reading list, as it feels as if summer is in full swing due to the beautiful sunshine and that a lot of you are jetting off on holiday. Myself included, yipeeeeey!

1. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Dr. Maya Angelou – because of her recent death I came across some of her poetry and quotes, all of which are so raw and honest about life. You know when you read something and you’re like, “YES, you get me!” I felt like that about all nearly all of the things she so eloquently wrote. So I’m going to give her autobiography a read on holiday, it’s been rated four and a half out of five, so I’m hoping it lives up to it.




2. The Monstrous-Feminine: Film, Feminism, Psychoanalysis (Popular Fictions Series) by Barbara Creed – the terrible events that are happening in Nigeria made me think a lot more about Feminism (I also read loads of article that the Guardian published online about it all, which fuelled my interest even more) and how far we’ve come, but still have a huge amount to over come too. One of my modules at university has been on women, gender and power, so this has fuelled me too. The Suffragettes were amazing ladies!


3. The Philosophical Baby: What Children’s Minds Tell Us about Truth, Love & the Meaning of Life by Alison Gopnik – my sister is expecting a little bundle of joy, so I thought I’d give this book a go. I’ve always been interested in Freudian views of children and how they view the world. So this seemed to fit the bill!


I’ll let you guys know how I get on with the books and give some reviews.

Take care,

B x

Being a real-life Intern…


Exams are done and dusted, all that is left now is the painful wait to find out my results, which plays on my mind every now and then. Resulting in a mad panic, sweaty palms and my mother telling me to pull myself together. On a lighter note, my summer holiday is booked, only three weeks to go. My best friends are nearly all on their way home to join me and best of all I’ve started my four month internship at CATO Music, which is bloody amazing.

Let me set the scene for you – I arrive to a beautiful Georgian house just off of Upper Richmond Road, (which was owned and lived in by Mick Jagger and Jerri Hall, then it became the Rolling Stones’s recording studios!! Does it get any better than this?!) it has pink flags and black, wrought iron gates, I get buzzed in and am greeted by a very bubbly and smiley team. As an intern, I can’t tell you how rare that is, you’re usually met by a few young people, dressed to the nines, predominately females, looking you up and down there’s then a mumble of, ‘Oh yeah, hold on let me call…‘ and a shrug of the shoulders, not forgetting a huge sigh. But CATO is different, I can’t really explain what it is they actually do, they have a lot of fingers in a lot of pies in the music industry – from touring and production, to opening their own music academy for young people. This was one of the main reasons I was so attracted to them! I’m so excited to learn and however cliché it sounds, develop here, in a personal way and hopefully in terms of a career. 

So, my first day – Queen are in the recording studio next to me (I can hear Brain May as I type) and Amy MacDonald is in the other studio CATO own down the road. Now, I know it all sounds glamorous, fast-paced and , don’t get me wrong it is both of those things and more. But as an intern be prepared to get your hands dirty, literally, from making cups of tea, filing, to emptying bins. Say yes to every task, no matter how boring or small. Short term pain, long term gain! You learn a lot from everything, and from everyone around you. Anyway, enough with the lecture. 

So, what did I wear? Because it is the arts industry, I’m not required to wear anything too fancy, smart/causal is the general consensus. I opted for, my Jamie black skinny jeans from Topshop, a black Victorian-esq shirt from Zara, my camel waterfall coat from Oasis, Alexander McQueen scarf and a pair of converse. I completely forgot to take some photos, so will ensure I take some photos of my outfit for my style diary over the course of five months. 

Hope exams are or have gone well if you have any. 

Take care,

B x

An Evening with Van Gogh

I am lucky enough to have a group of close friends, which have, or are going into, an array of exciting and unconventional careers. Monday evening was a prime example of their crazy lives. I was invited to an exhibition at Gallery 8, on Duke Street in Saint James, London. Now, for those of you that have never ventured down Duke Street, it is an art connoisseur’s dream! Stacks of galleries, art history book stores, sculptures, exhibitions etc. all in one dreamy place.

I met my friends first of all at Aprés bar opposite Selfridges, we probably sounded like a group of hens to everyone else around us, as we hadn’t seen each other for a few months. Therefore, had A LOT of catching up to do. After all the excitement we then jumped into a taxi and were on our way. After one last spurt of perfume, we made our way inside to view the stunning, abstract artwork. It was a lovely evening, bumping into people I hadn’t seen for years. The exhibition was one I really recommend going to see, even just to experience some unusual, creativity, which is influenced by Van Gogh.

After the display, 30 of us went to Matsuri in Saint James for dinner, which was to die for. If you love Japanese food, you cannot beat it. However, the bill was not a pretty sight, one I shall be paying for, for the rest of the month. But it was so worth it, the sushi platter is delicious and you get to watch the Michelin star chefs cook on the hotplate in front of you. Remember to take your camera as you’ll definitely be in awe of some of their tricks or even be able to help them cook.

The main reason for my post was my outfit for the evening, which I want to share with you guys. The dress-code was smart/casual – which is one of the most difficult dress-codes to dress for. So, I opted for…

My new black, jumpsuit from Whistles. It is one of the comfiest outfits, it’s smart, but something you can dress up and down. Another reason why I love it is because I have quite a large bust, so I’m always weary of strapless clothing. But it is made of high quality fabric so, is very secure and shows off an hourglass figure perfectly. I dressed it down with my leather jacket, also from Whistles, as I didn’t want to be too dressy. I recently bought some white, block heel sandals from Zara, which really rubbed my toes but they looked cute. No pain, no gain and all. To tie it all together I used my white-croc-clutch bag again, from Whistles to match in with my white shoes. Then to finish off the outfit I wore minimal jewellery, my B necklace, watch from Georg Jenson and McQueen cuff. Here are some of my photos of what it all looked like. (Sorry, I didn’t take a photograph of the outfit together, I was in such a rush and almost missed my train!)

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This weather is gorgeous at the moment, but is distracting me so much from university assignments and revision. It seems my mind has gone into summer mode when I’m not quite there yet. Only five weeks left of second year, then I’m free until September, how time flies!! Are you all enjoying the sun?

Hope you had a great week and are enjoying a relaxing Easter weekend eating an absurd amount of chocolate eggs.

B x

PS. excuse the messy room in the photograph!

Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can’t figure out what from?

So, my second semester is nearly over, which means – no more rush hour travelling, no more seeing George (my Starbucks waiter, who remembers my order!), no more running up the stairs at Oxford Circus because I’m going to be late and no more temptation of wanting to buy something every time I head to university, hopefully my bank balance will look better for it! A girl can wish.

Whilst travelling into university, etiquette crossed my mind, in particular chivalry. It got me thinking, a lot of people complain that chivalry is dead, and I kind of strongly disagree. I say kind of, as of course at times, with certain men, I wonder how they’ve ever been kissed let only got married by the way they behave towards women. However, on the whole I think most men are pretty traditional. Now, I am a slight feminist, don’t get me wrong. I believe in equality BIG TIME and that someone shouldn’t be discriminated by their gender, race, ability etc. But I’m such a sucker for being flattered and swooped up by a man. It most definitely, is not outdated.

Just last week, rush hour was in full swing, which usually means no manners from anyone. Merely grunts and sighs, but I was pleasantly surprised. While waiting for the tube doors to open, I was surrounded by about four men, all of which let me onto the tube first and one man even offered me his seat. I was chuffed, and it restored a bit of my faith with men. I love watching men help women with prams, with children, heavy bags, shopping, you name it. I think it’s a really lovely gesture and quite primal, protecting the so called ‘weaker sex’ I mean yeah, physically most of us are weaker. But I don’t mean in general.

Here are some of my favourite examples of chivalry –

1. When a man opens the door for you

2. When a man pulls the chair out for you

3. When a man makes you walk on the inside of the pavement

4. When a man is loyal/protective

5. Standing when a woman leaves the room

Don’t get me wrong, from taking a module at university on feminism, power and women it has completely changed the way in, which I view the world. The organisation Miss Representation, opened my eyes to the opportunities we are given, due to our gender. It has made me more passionate about equality for women and how we have come so far since a traditional society, but we have so far to go! There’s a difference between being oppressed and being respected, at times it goes from one extreme to the other. Walking past a group of builder (yes I know I’m stereotyping) shouting sexist remarks at you, to then a nice gentleman taking you out for dinner. I think a lot of it is to do with your generation and how you’re brought up. But listen up guys, women love chivalry, it won’t go unnoticed and will probably earn you some brownie points.

Easter is fast approaching, I cannot wait to finish. Although, I have two pieces of coursework to write and two exams to revise for. But I’m looking forward to catching up with my friends, eating countless Easter eggs and hot cross buns, oh and sorting things out for the summer. Eeeek! The dilemma of which festival to go to… Any advice?

Hope you’re all well.

Take care,

B x

PS. my quote is by Mae West