Fjords, Mountains & Cruise Ships | A week in Norway

I’ve not been on a proper holiday for years. Once my sister and I reached the age of going to university and fending for ourselves, invites to family holidays soon decreased, eventually down to a big fat zero. However, out of the blue earlier this year, my parents casually slipped into conversation that they were considering a cruise to Norway, and asked if I would like to join them. After about 1.5 seconds of thinking about it, of course my answer was yes!

So July came around, and off we went, tootling down the road with our suitcases in toe, down to the ship. I feel like cruises are something young people often turn their noses up at, with the stereotype of them leaving you trapped on a boat full of elderly people, with nothing to do. I’m sure at some point in time it was possibly like that, but today’s cruising reality couldn’t be further from it. With bars, theatres, cinemas and pools, there’s not a minute where you find yourself with nothing to do. You find yourself on what feels like a little world in the middle of the sea, with no boats or land as far as the eye can see, in a place far away from the reality of home, with way better phone signal too (I could get full phone signal in the middle of the North Sea, but have to stick my arm in the air next to a window at home to get a single bar of the stuff- madness!). Sounds like heaven if you ask me!

Anyway, our cruise took us up the Fjords of Norway for a week, and I have fully concluded that Norway is one of the most beautiful places I’ve had the pleasure of visiting. If I wasn’t such a city person, I’d say a quiet life living in the Norwegian mountains wouldn’t be too shabby at all. I spent much of my week stood (admittedly in the freezing cold!) on mountain tops just taking in the incredible natural beauty of the world that we live in, and as corny as that sounds, I have no shame in saying I enjoyed every second of it.

But as they say, a picture speaks 1000 words, so I’ll stop with the rambling and let them do the talking..

 

 

 

 

xoxo

Okay, so it happened again..

Who knew that becoming a graduate could take so much out of you?!

Yep, that’s right. I’m a graduate now *screams in despair*. I have to be an adult and do adult things. Rolling around in bed until 3pm and living on a diet of beans on toast (occasionally with cheese on to spice things up a bit) is no longer acceptable. I walked across the stage, shook the hand, got the degree. £27,000 and 3 years of hard work printed right there on a single piece of paper. I’ve never experienced something so exciting yet completely terrifying.

As trivial as I make this whole becoming a graduate thing seem, I guess I can somewhat push the blame of my recent unplanned blogging absence upon it. I had the post uni breakdown, and boy did I breakdown hard. You know when you have something so good which you just didn’t anticipate having to let go of so soon? That’s exactly what happened to me, and I just didn’t want to have to deal with, or think about the fact that my time at university was over, so I just pretended it wasn’t there. Moving home has taken a while to adjust to again, but I’m getting there, and with that my blog has become something of a greater importance to me. I initially started this blog sat at home last summer, as a bit of a release, and a world away from a reality that I wasn’t particularly content with. Although I guess I’m back to that place again, at least I can enter back into that world with my fingertips at the ready on my keyboard and a blog waiting for me with a number of followers (still hopefully there!) to read my drivels as I leap back into the blogger world once again, this time leaping fully with two feet, rather than cautiously dipping my toes into it.

Third time lucky and all that jazz.

xoxo

Life Update | Finishing University

So after having a (somewhat lengthy) blogging break, I feel a life update is a good place to start on the road back to bloggerdom. The past 4 months have been preeetty crazy- filled with laughter, stress, and a lot of tears.

I guess my not so small piece of news is that I finished my degree! After what felt like an endless run of essays, revision, and exams, I can finally say that I did it. 3 years. University. Boom. Done. I feel like now is the time when everyone gets super nostalgic and has a few (probably pretty dramatic) mental breakdowns about where the heck all that time went, and the inevitable thing that is having to brave the big wide world alone- something no one planned on happening so soon. It took me 3 years to learn to cook something other than pasta. I feel like a baby bird that isn’t strong enough to fly out of the nest yet. I just don’t think the world (and by world, I mean me) is ready to see me being unleashed into it.

However, I can somewhat relax with the whole ‘so what comes next?’ thing, with my teacher training place patiently sat waiting for me to tootle along up to it in September. Now with my degree actually over, I am counting my lucky stars that I have this lined up, otherwise I would currently be sat in the inevitable pit of doom which is OH MY GOD I HAVE TO GET A JOB?!?! So yep, going to put that one off for another year I think…

Other than moving back in with my parents for at least the next year (au revoir freedom!), I may be alone in saying this, but I’m actually pretty excited for the next chapter in the rather odd book that is life. Don’t get me wrong, I’m going to miss university like MAD. Getting wasted on a school night and rolling home (quite literally) at 4am is no longer going to be acceptable. Although this may take me a while to adjust to, with change comes new responsibilities, and sadly it will no longer be my responsibility as a true university student to fulfil the expectations of drinking ungodly amounts and doing ridiculous things that I will have completely forgotten about the next day. I think my dignity is thankful for these new responsibilities.

So that is where I am at. Currently rolling around in bed doing absolutely nothing, enjoying the last ounce of freedom I have for the next few weeks, and loving every second of it.

xoxo

Oi Lauren, Where Have You Been?!

Oh hey there Lauren, remember this thing you once said you would put more effort into to make sure it didn’t get neglected like your previous blog attempt? Yeah, you totally let it happen, didn’t you?

Okay okay… I hold my hands up. Life, love, and my degree got the better of me and my poor time management, and it may or may not have resulted in a momentary 4 month break from my blog. This makes me very sad as this was once something I put so much time and effort into, and genuinely really enjoyed doing. So I hope that you, my lovely followers, are still there, and are willing to forgive my unanticipated break!

So here we go again, take two. Brace yourselves people. I am back, and (hopefully) better than ever!

xoxo

New Year, New Feature – Introducing Monthly Favourites

This is a feature that I’ve seen pop up on many a blog, and this feels a little bit like jumping on the bandwagon, but hey, I love reading these kind of posts so I might as well give writing them a go too! I feel like having a set post to write monthly will give me a much needed kick up the backside, and will make me actually write posts (something I haven’t done too much of lately- damn you uni work!). I’m going to include a bit of everything in these posts- beauty, hair, fashion, tv… you name it. If I liked it, it’ll be in there somewhere! So let’s get started…

1) Smashbox Limitless Eye Liner
Liquid eyeliner has been my absolute favourite item to use in my everyday makeup look for quite some time now. I’d pretty much ditched kohl eyeliner from my makeup bag- something I was a very frequent user of during my teen years, so I suppose you could say this is a bit of a re-discovery for me and my makeup routine.

After receiving a Smashbox Try it Kit for Christmas, I gave this little number a bit of a go, and oh my word I have not looked back. I’ve loved creating a bit of a more smokey, smudged daily look this month with this awesome eyeliner which will I’m sure remain a favourite for months to come.

2) Floral mini vintage hair clips
After getting my hair chopped last year, I’ve since decided to grow it longer again (as per usual with cutting your hair short..), and haircuts have been something which have been pushed to the back of my mind, which, I know, isn’t great. My hair has become a bit of an unruly mess these days which I both oddly love, yet hate too, so I’ve been looking for things to help me avoid using heat styling while sorting out my mane on a daily basis.

I love these clips. Firstly, they’re so cute- I love the vintagy floral pattern on them, and at £2.99 from New Look who can really say no to them?! They are great for if I need to leave the house in a rush- I can just whack half my hair up quickly, keeping it from inevitably flopping in my face and annoying the hell outta me.

3) Zoella Blissful Mistful
I hate following the crowd, but when everyone kept on going on and on about this, I couldn’t avoid popping into my local Superdrug myself and seeing what all the talk was about. I’m always a bit dubious about the whole Youtuber product thing, because I can’t help but think that everyone raves about them purely because they love the Youtuber rather than love the product itself. I don’t think this is the best body spray I’ve ever come across in my life, but I’ve been enjoying using it this month- it leaves a nice fruity scent that I definitely won’t say no to smelling like. The packing is also super cute and has been sitting nicely on my shelf with all of my other beauty related products.

4) Soap and Glory Hand Food
The cold winter weather that we’ve been experiencing here in the UK this year has been taking its toll on the ol’ mitts. No one likes dry hands, so this hand cream has been a bit of a life saver, keeping my hands silky smooth (plus it smells super good which is a great bonus!).

5) Sleek Contour Kit
If you saw my post on this kit [here], then you’ll know that I can only speak positively of this compact. It has really opened my eyes to the contouring world, and has definitely been my go-to for day to day contouring this month.

6) Electric Blanket
Keeping with the whole winter theme here, my room at uni is basically like a fridge. I feel like having a freezing cold room on the crappily built house extension has become a bit of a common story amongst students, but this year I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing this first hand (woooo). I really don’t know what I would do without my electric blanket now, keeping me nice and toasty when I’m in bed. And let’s be honest, I feel I speak for the majority of students when I say I spend about 75% of my time in my bed, so this is totally worth it.

7) Celebrity Big Brother
I feel a number of people would frown upon this being a monthly favourite, but what can I say? I’m an absolute sucker for trash TV. Being at uni without a TV licence has made me pretty shocking at keeping up to date with TV, but I’ve been pretty dedicated to this, and have found this super addictive to watch (anyone else love Katie Price now too?!).

So here are my January monthly favourites! What have been your favourites this month?

xoxo

100 Followers!

So this morning after the worlds worst night’s sleep, I woke up to a nice little message telling me I’d reached 100 followers!

Considering I only started this blog a matter of months ago, and have been pretty neglectful of it at times due to the never ending pile of uni work that keeps on popping up (final year problems), I’m pretty darn surprised that so many people actually want to read my rambles!

So I guess I should say thank you to those of you who have chosen to read, and follow my little blog! You’re all awesome! (Not that I’m biased or anything….)

Here’s to 100 more!

xoxo

So something pretty insane happened this week…

This week I received an offer to train to be a teacher. I cannot even begin to tell you how hard I sobbed after I got the phone call- two hours after the interview as well!

For many it’d seem like a pretty ridiculous dream to become a primary school teacher. The usual things to dream about becoming are singers, actors, doctors. I guess teaching just seems a bit… meh. But when I got asked what I wanted to be when I grew up, my answer was always teacher (well, I probably threw princess in there at some point… a girl can dream right?!), and being in my final year of university (sob), the time to think about taking the plunge and actually doing something about achieving this dream came around quickly.

After a string of pretty stressful and somewhat shocking interviews, that phone call was something I’d tried my hardest not to imagine. I guess one thing I’ve learnt to do is not build things up, because it often only ends in disappointment. This is probably why this whole thing means so much more to me, because I never actually imagined it being remotely within my grasp.

This is a bit of a random post, but this is something that I’m still absolutely buzzing about, days later after getting the offer. I like the idea of looking back on my posts in months to come, and remembering the week that my dream came true.

(Considered going down a don’t be afraid to dream route with this post but let’s be honest that would’ve been massively cringey for all those involved)

xoxo

Paris at Christmas

I’ve never actually been abroad during the winter to experience the Christmas festivities and traditions of other countries. But having a month off from university for the Christmas period provides an ideal opportunity to get out of England, so my boyfriend and I took it with both hands and nipped across the channel to France. I was super excited to go to Paris as it’s always been somewhere I’ve heard so much about, but have never actually had the opportunity (or money…) to go across there myself. Until now!

We travelled across (/under) the channel on the Eurostar. Unfortunately we had trains booked both ways in the evening so the view out of the window was pitch black- I only knew we’d actually passed through the channel tunnel when my phone switched onto roaming data, so any idea of the channel tunnel being this crazy experience of ‘OH MA GAD WE’RE UNDER THE SEA’ kinda didn’t happen! Once we arrived in Paris we had the task of navigating the French streets to find our hotel. Remembering which way to look on the roads took a bit of getting used to (and a lot of my boyfriend and I yelling at one another to stop crossing the road), but not getting killed before our holiday had even really started was definitely high on the priority list. We stayed at Perfect Hostel and Hotel about a 15 minute walk from Gare du Nord in Montmatre (would totally recommend it to anyone looking to stay in Paris on a tight budget but in comfort!), and after walking around in circles for about 20 minutes, the look on our faces must have been priceless when we arrived at the hotel to find that the lift was out of order… and our room was on the 6^th floor. Let’s just say every day was leg day when it came to any form of exercise occurring that week!

  

  

Although the city wasn’t overly decked out with Christmas decorations, the Champs Elysee was decorated to set the perfect Christmassy vibe, with markets selling crepes, mulled wine and little gifts going for what felt like miles down the street, which you could easily spend hours scouring. In the evening the trees lining the road and pavements all were lit up with fairy lights. The only way I could really describe it would be to say it looked pretty magical.

  

We managed to squeeze in just about every monument and sight in Paris city centre into a matter of days, and I slept for about 48 hours when I got home, but all in all it was a lovely week, and I’d definitely love to go back one day!

As its Christmas eve, and this being my final post before the big day, I’d like to take the opportunity to wish all of my lovely followers, and readers of this post a very merry Christmas- whatever you choose to do with it!

xoxo

It’s That Time of the Year! Decorating the Christmas Tree

Nothing says ‘It’s Christmaaaas’ like having a big fat sparkling Christmas tree sat in the middle of your house. I also feel like it’s tradition for this said tree to cause someone in the house to spend the entirety of December complaining that they can’t see the TV properly as they have half a tree obstructing their view. Luckily we have made an attempt in my house to downsize from the whoppers we’ve had in the past, in some form of effort to keep everyone happy with a full, uncompromised view of the many Christmassy films that shall be soon gracing our TV. 

With the sultry tones of the beautiful Michael Buble who has become a bit of a face for Christmas music playing in the background, I can’t think of anything more festive than decorating a tree on a cold winters afternoon. My sister and I were put in charge of decorating our tree this year (ooh pressure), and we decided to go with a gold theme with a pop of red from the tinsel. I’m a big fan of playing with different shapes, sizes and coloured designs when it comes to baubles, and with a nice hefty collection built up from over the years, we were definitely spoilt for choice when it came to what to put on the tree this year!

I love how it turned out, and I feel it’s definitely brought the Christmas festive spirit into my household!

How have you decorated your tree this year?

xoxo

December | Life Update

 

So after taking a break from blogging for what feels like FOREVER, I can finally say that I am back, and here to stay (wooo)! Essays, dissertation and a string of really pooey illnesses have deprived me of my web surfing down time that I used to reward myself with oh so liberally. I had tonsillitis for the first time ever, and I suppose I should take this opportunity to personally thank the lovely teens on the back of the bus in London for coughing all over one another as a ‘hilarious joke’ and consequently coughing on me. Ta for the tonsillitis kids, STRAIGHT ON SANTA’S NAUGHTY LIST FOR YOU.

Life has been as hectic as you can get it over the past month or so for me- successfully sorting out another year of a uni volunteering project, applying to be a teacher, writing 1/5 of my dissertation, getting a new job, just about managing to keep up to date with uni work, watching friendships grow and break down, and in general just about surviving another term of university. I can’t really say it’s much of surprise my body has suddenly just pretty much broken down at the slightest contact with a germ. I guess Lauren’s words of wisdom should be don’t over-run yourselves guys. I can 100% vouch for this. Wah.

But onto the more cheerful side of life, IT’S CHRISTMAS!! And being ‘the most wonderful time of the year’ really does its bit to lift the spirits of a 20 year old girl feeling a bit sorry for herself stuck in bed. After moving back home for the festive period from university, any feelings of being a self-sufficient student who can take care of herself have gone straight out of the window, and I’m sure I won’t be on my own here when I say that moving home means accepting every little bit of ott tlc from the mother with open arms. Although the nagging does begin to grate after a while…

Gearing up to Christmas this year in my household is one very busy yet exciting affair. Although I have Maths and English teaching tests to prepare for next weekend (still in the stage of pretending they’re not happening..), all I can think about are the many exciting things occurring over the festive period, kicking off next week with a little adventure to Paris with my boyfriend! I’m so so so excited! Eeek!

I however suppose with only 14 days until Christmas, now wouldn’t be a good time to admit I haven’t really made a dent in my Christmas shopping. At all.

Send help. Please.

xoxo