Amsterdam has been one of my favourite cities since I first visited back in July 2015. I adored the architecture, the culture, the canals and the people. It is buzzy, vibrant, always moving and quite chaotic at times. It makes me feel alive as it always on the go and there is something else to see around the next corner.
My two best gal pals and I decided to visit months ago when we saw a one-way flight from Glasgow for around £15. I have been desperate to visit again since I left three years ago so visiting with two of my favourite people had me looking forward to a trip back for months.
You know when life just keeps throwing you lemons and you are just a tiny bit done with it all? Because same. As I’m feeling incredibly stressed and a bit down in the dumps right now, I wanted to resurrect an old The Monday Project series and appreciate the little things that have been going on and making things bearable.
If you’ve been reading for a while you’ll know I used to share ten little things every Sunday but then I got a bit ahead of myself and decided to start A NEWSLETTER but you guessed, I got bored and that stopped. The Little Things therefore died a death on here but thanks to current life situations and a reread of some of my fave blogs I’ve decided to jump back in.
Have I mentioned I’m on-the-bones-of-my-arse level skint at the moment? Because you bet your ass I am. All of the money I am managing to earn from freelancing (which is barely anything) is going towards my Italy trip at the end of August and until I get a summer job, living thrifty is how I will have to continue.
But it also something I want to continue. I’m awful with money and I need to grow up a little and be more responsible. Less pouring my money into ASOS orders and random sprees around Primark and instead snapping up statement and important pieces that can hang in my wardrobe forever.
I am natural dark brunette and I had this style for about 18 years of my life. Until one summer when I was feeling flush (those were the days) I decided I would go blonde despite stark warnings from my friends. I did it anyway and I’ve been a fake blonde for nearly two years now and I’m not bored of it yet.
I’ve been going to Rebecca for my hair for years so naturally she is the one I trust with turning my dark brunette locks into golden ones. I waver towards being bleach blonde and having brassy hair is my biggest fear so it is super important to keep up the maintenance of the colour to avoid having 1970s porn-star hair.
I’m currently going through that phase where I hate everything in my wardrobe. I’m at a bit of a loss of what my ‘style’ is in the sunnier months (despite declaring 2018 my year of living stylishly) and would quite happily mooch about in sweatpants and flip-flops for the rest of eternity.
Today I sat my final university exam for third year so it is officially summer in my eyes now kids. I’m heading off on my holidays on Wednesday to beautiful Amsterdam and Sweden and whilst I won’t have any new clothes in my suitcase as I’m so skint, a girl can dream right?