A Life Update… Life, Love and London

So, despite my best intentions in the summer, I got a job all of a sudden and completely neglected to write on the blog whilst trying to find my way through life.

I’m going to write a small update, just to try and get back into the swing of things… but this will be quite hard because so much has happened in the last 7 months that I don’t really know where to begin!

So, we’ll start at the beginning. I finally got a job in London and I moved down there. From reading my first post, I was obviously pretty nervous about the whole thing, and that carried on when I first started.

To be brutally honest (as I said I was going to be when I started this blog), I had never felt more lost. Although I wanted to try London, the main reason I moved was because my boyfriend lived there and we’d decided we just couldn’t do long distance for another year. I’m glad I did the move, but it was so difficult. I missed my family and my friends, most of my friends were either travelling or having time off doing fun things, and all of a sudden I was working 9-5.30 and trying to adapt to adult life.

I felt pretty lost and lonely for the first few months, and my boyfriend really struggled with that. I think he felt like it was his fault for making me sad, but it caused such a strain on our relationship. On top of all this, we’d actually moved in together, which I think was beyond a shock for both of us. It turns out moving in with someone is not easy. And it is not always fun.

To say we struggled was an understatement. There was numerous other things that were stressing us both out, from the flat to new jobs, to money and cars, to family and friends. It seemed everything that could be stressful all happened at once.

This isn’t to say we didn’t have happy times. We really did. But in December (right before Christmas, solid timing) we broke up. Everything had got too much and neither of us were happy anymore. The sad thing was that we didn’t seem happy being apart either.

I can’t say I was surprised, but it wasn’t my choice. We spoke for the next few weeks and spoke about how we really felt, but at the end of the day, for one reason or another, we won’t be getting back together.

So just when I was starting to feel like London was my home, and I really had fallen in love with it… everything else fell to pieces. I can’t really explain what it feels like to feel as if your entire world has fallen apart. Heartbreak and missing someone are one of the worst feelings in the world on their own, but I also lost my life in London along with it.

I obviously moved out straight away (proper Drama Queen, packing my life up the day it happened) and came home, working in the Manchester office temporarily over the Christmas period. I then went back to London, determined to at least give it a go, but if I thought I was lonely before in London, I now felt like I was well and truly on my own.

I was living in temporary accommodation every week, and whilst my colleagues could not have been any more supportive (they were like a little family), I couldn’t expect to rely on them after-work-hours all the time. So mid-January, after a few weeks in London feeling like I was going to have a breakdown every day, I decided the best thing to do would be to give my notice in and come home permanently.

So, that’s where I’m currently at. I’ve been the lost graduate, moved to London to live and love, had my heart broken and become the very much lost graduate again. Currently sat at home trying to look for new jobs and really decide what I want out of my life again.

It’s hard to admit, but sometimes you forget what you really want in life. It’s not an easy question to answer, but I’m trying to remind myself that I am privileged to even get a choice. Lots of people don’t have the luxury of deciding that they can do whatever they want. 

They say the world’s your oyster, I just need to decide what I want to do with it!



Excuses with a dash of beauty (blending)

So firstly, I just want to say sorry for being a useless blogger in the last two weeks! I started off so well, and then I just became busy and I lacked the ideas to make myself sit down and write something entertaining.

I hope I can be forgiven, because between all the interviews and travelling, it’s actually my 21st birthday on Thursday, and I graduate the day after. Busy weekend following to say the least!

However, there was one little thing that I had an idea about. Now I’m not a beauty blogger (there’s too many amazing blogs out there to compete with), but people keep asking me about something in my makeup bag that I’ve recently started using…

The silicone beauty blender

Now, I may be behind on makeup, but I only heard about the silicone versions within the last 12 months. And that was mainly due to Kady McDermott’s beauty range, ‘By Kady’. (For those of you who don’t know, she was a finalist on last year’s Love Island).

I have to say, I didn’t purchase the ‘By Kady’ blender, purely because I was skeptical as to how good the silicone blender would be. But, I really love mine, so I might be more inclined to spend more money on it now, providing I thought the extra money would be beneficial.

Here are pictures of mine for those of you who maybe don’t know exactly what it’s like, or want to see the size/shape that I’ve got.

So as you can see, it’s pretty small. Mines the standard tear shape, but you can get them in all shapes in order to do different things (some are better for blending and working on smaller spaces, like the eyes and nose area… so I’ve heard).

When I saw it advertised, it said that it would waste less foundation, as it doesn’t absorb it the same as a sponge or a brush. This, I would say, is true. I do seem to have gone through less makeup since, plus you don’t get any patchy marks or stray hairs if your brush is getting old.

It’s also more hygienic. I’ve had this one for 6 months now, and the makeup washes straight off with water and soap, meaning no nasty bacteria can grow into it like sponges and brushes.

You don’t even have to change your technique, you literally wipe the same way as with a normal applicator, but then pat to blend it in (sounds ridiculous but it works). However, I do still use my brush to roughly go over my foundation once it’s all on, but it’s more out of habit than necessity.

I got inspo for this post because the girls I lived with, my friends and my sister have all asked me about it, and if I think it’s a worthwhile investment. I would say yes, especially because mine cost me £7 from Amazon (thank you, Amazon Prime!!).

There’s probably better versions/brands ones out there if you’re willing to spend the money. But I’d say it’s worth trying it, simply for the cleaner, more economical choice.

I will try and keep posting, because in the last week I’ve gained quite a few followers and 100% grateful to you guys!

Thanks and bye for now,

L x


Travelling through life: Venice

When I started the blog, I said there was going to be a mixture of posts… so here is the first travel one!

Being the place I have visited most recently, I thought Venice was probably the place to start.


Now, it was honestly amazing… but at first, I really didn’t take to it. The weather probably didn’t help, because on the first two days it was pretty cloudy and we occasionally got rained on (and when I say rain, I mean it absolutely chucked it down, I may as well have jumped in the canal). It was easy to see that it was a pretty place, and with there being no traffic – all the travel is done via the canals – it was unique too. But for me it was just very busy and cramped, and a lot of the side alleys away from the centre were quite run down…

However, on the third day, my opinion completely changed and I fell in love with Venice. Honestly, I don’t know why I changed my mind so quickly, I think maybe it was partly the weather, and the fact that I realised how beautiful the majority of it was, and I got to see it at night.

There is so much to do and see in Venice. If the man on the gondola was correct, there is still around 120 churches to visit in Venice, and a lot of these are absolutely beautiful. We went to a few of the most famous ones, and they really are something you should go and see. The Basilica San Marco in particular, is a must-see. For an extra 5 euros you can also go onto the roof and look over the square and the grand canal, which is a fabulous view.



If churches aren’t really your thing, there is also the Campanile di San Marco, which translates to the Saint Mark’s Bell Tower. The views you get from up here really are amazing. Unfortunately for us, we went up in the middle of a heavy downpour and it was freezing. But despite this, the views were still something to rave about.

There are so many more things to do in Venice, and just walking along the Grand Canal, the views are breathtaking. Particularly looking out over Venice from some of the larger bridges (Rialto Bridge, Scalzi Bridge) is something you have to do to appreciate it’s beauty.

And you cannot miss the food. The pasta, pizza, gelato, all were amazing. And dare I say it, possibly better than some of the food I had in Rome.

We actually didn’t stay in the centre of Venice, but about half an hours train journey out, in Padua. This itself had places to visit, and its atmosphere was a lot more chilled out… plus they didn’t really seem to have many tourists. This was actually ideal, as Venice was a lot more expensive and busy, and from Padua, it was only a 50 minute train ride to Verona.

Verona is definitely somewhere I would revisit. It was beautiful absolutely everywhere. Also, if you’re a Shakespeare fan, Juliet’s balcony is in Verona, and you can go and visit it. In some ways I’d actually say I preferred Verona to Venice, there was just something about it. Plus, you could go in a Roman Amphitheatre (Arena di Veroni), which is still used for concerts, and the views from that too, are unbelievable.

I would 100% recommend Venice and Verona to anybody, but I’d definitely advise to pre-book things, as they helped us to avoid the queues, which was a massive plus.

If you’re going to Venice, you should be sooo excited, but make sure you plan what you want to do to make sure you can fit it all in! (And if you want any ideas feel free to comment below!). If you aren’t going… make sure you add it to your bucket list.

Grazie ciao,

L x


Walking away from my troubles 

The impact of social media, and my interview

The other day, I saw a blog post from a girl discussing how social media influences how she perceives herself, and how sometimes it really knocks her confidence. By far, I think this is something that the majority of my generation deal with daily. It is so easy to fall into the trap of feeling defined by the amount of likes you get on a post, and far too easy to compare yourself to others. I touched on this in my last post (see here: Introduction), but it really does make you feel worse when all you see are other people posting about their successes. You just have to try and remind yourself that it is all a false show, of course people aren’t going to post negative things about themselves for everyone to see… why would you?

Well this is where this blog is going to differ. I want to be brutally honest about things, in the hope that people actually feel they can identify with something, rather than just feel put down by it.

So, onto my interview. This was the second interview I’ve had since starting to apply for jobs a few weeks ago. It was a for a really good opportunity, loads of things to learn, a good salary, exciting tasks. Unfortunately, it just wasn’t meant to be.

For a start, the weather in London has been nothing but suffocating in the last week. The flat I was staying in, and soon to be moving into permanently, resembles an oven. You may as well have been on holiday in a tropical location, but without the sea, sand or aircon. Needless to say, getting ready in itself was a task.

I then got the tube into the city centre, obviously by this point, sweating to death. (I’ve since seen that the tube line I used was measured at 35 degrees). Not only was the weather making it an unbearable journey, but the location of my interview was having renovation works, and was basically a construction site. This meant the signs didn’t work, my maps on my phone didn’t understand why I couldn’t use the route it was telling me to, and I was at the end of the tether… before I’d even arrived .

I went into a cafe, asked for directions, decided to have lunch and cool down. In the mean time, I also messaged about four of my friends saying I didn’t even want to go to the interview anymore. Positive outlook all round.

Lucky I’d left myself loads of free time, as taking a break seemed to work in my favour. As soon as I set off, I pretty much found where I needed to be. Quick change of shoes (who can walk for a prolonged period in heels??) and I was let into the building.

The first part of the interview was a sort of task on the computer, slightly confusing but managed in the time given. I was cooled down and feeling much more positive for the second part of my interview.

And then I was sabotaged by the construction works and weather… again. Due to the works, my interview had been moved to a different building… 10 minutes away from the one I was in. Needless to say, after being taken on a brisk 10 minute walk through the 30 degree heat, in a pair of heels , I was sweating and flustered. Right in time to meet the board of people interviewing me. Joy.

Now the interview didn’t go terribly. But I’d been so off-put by my journey in, that the best answers just didn’t come to me, and I felt my memory going blank on a few of the questions. They were all really nice, and the lovely man at the end told me that he thought I’d done really well. I wasn’t convinced.

Of course, the news the next day was that I hadn’t been successful. Not a shock I suppose, but still not what you want to hear after going through all the effort of applying.

So, for all those people out there applying for University/jobs/other roles, and not being successful, you are not alone. (As much as it may feel like it when you look at your social media and see everyone succeeding in everything they do.)

Apologies for the long post, I hope it made at least a few people laugh or feel better about themselves. As for me, I’m currently trying to get my motivation back to apply for more jobs (hopefully with more success).

L x