I’ve been feeling a lot of love for Glasgow in 2018. I think after five weeks back in the Scottish Borders over the Christmas period made me excited to return to city life. Getting older makes you want to appreciate what’s around you more and for me, turning twenty and spending another year in the city, has made me want to explore and appreciate the city I call home.
Glasgow, in my opinion, is very underrated in comparison to Scotland’s other big city, Edinburgh. It is considered rougher, less historic, less relevant but I think it is one of the best cities in the world. It is loud, vibrant, exciting, busy, full and filled with lots and lots of different people. It merges modernity with history, locals and students and visitors and tourists and everyone can find somewhere to relax and enjoy.
I’m typing this up on and making the edits on the 28th of February. Tomorrow is the first of March. And today, Glasgow has been utterly obliterated by the Beast of the East. We’ve been sledging on a plastic lid and IKEA bags whilst Rachel tried to kill herself by going down a hill in Kelvingrove Park in her inflatable duck.
In an effort to make myself feel a bit more summery whilst there is a snowstorm blowing outside, I decided to work on a wish list for Ibiza. I can’t really afford to buy any new clothes so only gonna treat myself to maybe a bag, midi dress and some sandals but a girl can dream yes?
I’ve been slowing plodding through a number of titles since 2018 started and whilst I haven’t quite read as much as I would have liked, I’m doing okay. I’m heading to Ibiza in about ten days so I’m excited to pack my suitcase filled with books to tide me over the holiday. Two books I’ve been saving especially for this are Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine and How To Stop Time.
Books this year have been a real mixed bag so in this edition of Recently Reading we have some Scandinavian inspiration, a thriller and a living well book. One book I would really, really recommend is Real Nordic Living as it is the most beautiful of books and made me so excited for potentially visiting Sweden this May.
If you’ve ever lived in a student flat/most rentals, you’ll know how un-appealing they are. Why do landlords think there is nothing sexier than a brown carpet? Our current flat is in a lovely location and has a lot of potential but thanks to the aforementioned brown carpet, darkness thanks to the single window facing north, an abundance of Ikea furniture and a very fetching purple and black curtain, it’s not so cute.
I wish to god I could rip up the carpet and see the floorboards underneath, get rid of the ugly blind and replace a couple of bits of furniture. But mucking around with interiors is one of my favourite things to do in my spare time so despite the dire beginnings, I’ve worked my little space into something I’m kind of proud of.
The past week has been a funny one. I’ve spent a lot of time sloshing about a) in bed watching Criminal Minds b) hungover in my bed watching Criminal Minds and c) fretting about the fact I don’t have anything to post on Instagram and if I did find manage to rope something together WOULD IT GOT WITH MY THEME ??
Does this sound familiar? Do you have this problem? Worrying that your following (and my following is by no means medium sized, let alone large) might forget about you, the fact you existed on their Instagram feed and you’ll drop off the face of this internet world, never to be heard from or seen again. This is called Instagram guilt.