Wednesday, 11 September 2019


The air is getting crisper and the evenings darker. I completely adore autumn but I’m also very aware that part of me really doesn’t. The SAD part. Seasonal Affective Disorder is not particularly fun, for me it essentially means that when there’s less daylight, my depression is worse. 

I think I’ve spoken about SAD on the blog before now. I’d like to point out that I haven’t actually been diagnosed with it, that it is more something that myself and various doctors suspect I have. This is due to the fact that a solid diagnosis of SAD would require literal years of observation of mood in comparison to the seasons. I am diagnosed with severe depression and I take medication but it does get harder when it’s colder and darker. Which is such a shame because there is so much I love about Autumn and Winter and I sometimes feel like I’m not enjoying it as much as I could be, if I weren’t depressed. 

Maybe that’s the case all year round, maybe depression does mean I don’t get the full amount of joy or happiness out of things but even if so, it is far more noticeable between September and March. 

One thing that my depression doesn’t seem to affect is my lust for organisation and planning as soon as it’s September. This is definitely just left over from being at school. September for me is when I really get into making lists and plans and giving myself deadlines again after frolicking about in the meadows of my own mind all summer long. 

I love wearing jackets again, and all the colours in my wardrobe suddenly become richer and warmer. The amount of coffee I drink is somehow more acceptable and more instagrammable. BOOTS. You can just wear boots all the time. I do this all year anyway but boots are so much more special in Autumn. 

I don’t really know where I’m going with any of this (surprise much?) but I guess I have a love hate relationship Autumn. In that I love it but it hates me?! Who knows. 

I’m all over the place evidently...



Wednesday, 4 September 2019


21st century dating means that breakups happen over text, and guess what?! THAT'S FINE.

I'm unlikely to ever go through a breakup again (thankfully- love u Finn xxx) but I'm a big sister and a friend... so just because I won't go through them myself doesn't mean I won't ever be aware of the drama of them. 

I broke up with my first boyfriend over text because I had to. The only way I felt I could get my point across was in writing, there's no nice way of breaking up with someone- there never has been and never will be- and I truly believe that each breakup is different and circumstantial. 

I think as young people we get so much shit for making the most of technology, despite the fact it would be ridiculous not to. We use social media to have our voices heard as well as to give and receive compliments and it's lovely, perhaps publicly breaking up with someone on a social platform would be insensitive (it deffo would be) but surely that would be the same for any social setting; like a coffee shop. People are inherently nosey and sniff out drama wherever they can.. so if anything, breaking up with someone over text is pretty considerate?

I'm not sure why I'm writing this post or why I felt the need to justify this opinion. I think I just wanted a reassuring voice out there, that if someone needed it, they'd have? If you feel the need to break up with someone (lover, friend or foe) I am here to reassure you that you can do it over text and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. Nor is it anyone else's business.


*All photos in this post by Jade Tideswell.

Tuesday, 27 August 2019


Can you believe it's almost September? I really cannot. Although I am quite excited that it is. Not only am I going on holiday with my love at the end of the month but I have always had a peculiar infatuation with the month of September. I used to love the 'back to school' feeling that came along with a new pencil case and fresh uniform. Crisp air and orange leaves, jumpers and hats.

This year I have also pledged to Oxfam's Secondhand September, the premise of which is to not buy any new clothes for the month of September. As much as it may seem like I have a constant supply of new bits of fast fashion, I really don't. I mostly shop at work (H&M) and I try to really think about each purchase. I also already buy a lot of secondhand, from insta-pals, charity shops and vintage shops. I just want to prove to myself that I can do this though, I can easily go 30 days without buying any new clothes.

WHOLE OUTFIT - H&M (shocker)

This then got me to thinking that I could probably take this one step further and save a bit of money...So I'm doing my own thing too; No spend September. I'm going to try and save the money I would usually spend on stuff I don't need, ie clothes at work, meal deals, that kind of thing. So each time I have the urge to buy one of these things I put the amount it costs in a little savings pot for my holiday. I'm hoping it encourages me to continue to think more carefully about purchases in the future as well.

I want to keep track of my progress and update you all on how it went at the end of the month. I have a friend who is also planning to join me for 'no spend September' so hopefully having someone else doing it with me will make it a little easier. If anyone else has done anything like this before please let me know as I could probably do with any advice I can get. In theory, this should be a really easy thing to do. The only exceptions to my no spending will be bills, food shops, travel etc and like if I desperately end up needing new pants or socks- So I should be completely fine.

I kind of can't wait to do this now and see how it changes my spending habits... let me know your thoughts on this little challenge I've set myself and we can have a bit of a discussion!


Tuesday, 20 August 2019


I turned 18, 5 years ago. I'm obviously the oldest and most adult I've ever been. I always thought I'd be a proper grown-up as soon as I was in my twenties, and I sort of am. But, I've only been an "adult" for 5 years so I still don't really know what I'm doing. I don't really know where this revelation has come from but it's made me feel way more comfortable about where I am in life. I am so young, I certainly don't need to have everything figured out yet.


This doesn't mean I have an excuse to slow down though because I refuse to ever slow down my plans and my life for any reasons that aren't of complete urgency. I have big plans lads, and nothing can stop me.

And as an adult, I will be continuing to wear pinafore dresses for eternity.

Wednesday, 7 August 2019


Hello my loves. You may have noticed, if you follow me on social media, I’ve been very pink recently and I’m kind of loving it. I love having pink hair and I love wearing pink and feeling like a barbie. 

What’s weird is that I used to hate the colour pink as a child. But you know what... I never hated the colour, I love all colours, I can’t think of a single colour I dislike but I hated the connotations of me, as a little girl, loving the colour pink. Smart kid, ey? 

I didn’t want anyone to think of me as girly, small, insignificant or typical. I was more interesting than the colour pink would portray. Or at least that’s what I thought.

Looking back and deconstructing my younger selfs thought process was pretty interesting, I mean I already knew all of these I’d had all of these thoughts but I don’t think I’d ever fully acknowledged them. 

Regardless of all that, here’s some gorgeous pics of me wearing my roller skates and a cute pink outfit. 

Love ya lots x

*All photos by the gorgeous Magdalena.


Friday, 19 July 2019



Hello lovely humans! I feel like it's been a good while since I last posted although it really hasn't... I'm always a rather busy bee and I naively thought it would calm down after Glastonbury but the reality of adulthood seems to be that it just never stops. 'It' being all the stuff I have and want to do. It is never ending. 

Something else that is never ending is my love for Dustin singing on Stranger Things 3. I cannot get over how freaking adorable it is and I'm sure I'm not alone in that opinion. It's also something I don't really need to discuss right now so let's maybe get to the outfit...


I was actually sat thinking to myself recently about how I probably need a little black dress. I 100% don't need one as I actually have a small collection of well beloved black dresses I somehow always forget about. This one, however is not your average little black dress and I think that's perhaps what I like the most about it. It's not quite a ditsy floral, which would also be très cute, but it is a gorgeous daisy print. An ode possibly to the super cute florals I remember seeing (but never owning) from American Apparel. The daisy's make this dress so much more wearable for me personally, as well as making it a proper summer dress. 

Paired with a black hairband, my DM sandals and my usual handbag, I'm well keen on this super bloody simple summer look. I'm keeping my inner goth happy with all the black whilst still dressing like a toddler. This dress has easily become one of my summer staples for so many years to come. 


* gifted items
All photos by Christina Sylvester.

Sunday, 7 July 2019



HELLO. I have been back from Glastonbury for less than a week and am already missing camping on Worthy Farm. I had the best time, though I do wish I had more photos and had packed slightly better... I played it safe and packed for the cold and the rain, so of course, that meant it would be hot and sunny the entire time. 

I somehow managed not to get sunburn until the very last day, which is also when I was the most tired and emotionally overwhelmed and tbh ready to come home. Don't get me wrong, I loved it there and I wish I was still there but I did need my bed and decent coffee quite desperately by the end of the week.

If you follow me on Instagram you'll know that I did also manage to fall flat on my face on the last day. I tripped over my own shoelace. Technically, actually, my right shoelace got caught on my left shoe, causing me to go flying; scraping both knees and both hands. I've come home with quite impressive bruises and scabs, maybe I'll pretend I obtained them in a fight with a goth while watching The Cure or Kylie?! I don't know which would be more believable...

When I fell, a very sweet girl stopped to help Molly clean me up and calm me down which I am beyond appreciative of; partly for the fact she literally cleaned my knees and hands and helped me with my plasters but also because it was just SO nice of her, and people being nice, whether it be to me or a stranger, makes me really happy. 

I don't know whether to post more about Glastonbury or not? I'm tempted to share my experience of festival volunteering but right now I also can't be bothered. I've already written and lost this blog post once this evening so I'm feeling a bit fed up now lol.


*Gifted Items.
All photos by Christina Sylvester

Tuesday, 25 June 2019



I’M OFF TO GLASTONBURY RIGHT NOW. If you can’t tell, I’m really excited. I’m going alone and I’m volunteering as a steward with Oxfam and I know I’m going to have a great time. 

If I could have guaranteed sunny, warm weather with absolutely no mud I would have been bringing this incredible, almost ethereal number from Nobody’s Child because it is stunning. It makes me feel so pretty and reminds me of so many dresses I had when I was little. It’s like the grown up version of the kind of ditsy floral dress I have always worn. 

I love a cream and yellow floral, it feels so sweet and delicate so I immediately felt like I needed this dress in my summer wardrobe.

These photos were taken by the lovely Christina Sylvester who is an absolute gem. Not only is she quite clearly a super talented photographer- these were shot in rainy Manchester- she is beyond lovely, I had such a fun day with her. You know when you just click with someone and it’s like you’ve known them for ages? It was like that and I’m so glad to have made a new friend. 

This is a very last minute pre festival post and I do have so much more to say but I may just have to catch up with you all afterwards as I have a very busy week ahead.... 

Lots of love, IWx 


Tuesday, 18 June 2019



Life is too short to not be yourself, to have fun or sadness in every single moment and to live your emotions to the fullest. It’s too short to hate your job or try to please other people. And it’s too short for you to not love yourself.

A couple of months ago at work, I was having a chat with the customer I was serving and he said “I just can’t believe how rude some of your customers are” and began to describe the conversation he’s just witnessed another customer have with my colleague and he then went on to say “life is too short to be a bitch. I used to work in retail and I’m sorry you have to deal with all this.” It just stuck out to me a lot. We all deal with SO much all of the time and I genuinely don’t think there’s any excuse to be a bitch. And I mean an actual bitch, like there’s no need to be horrible. There is however, plenty of need to be a bad ass bitch, perhaps that’s a whole other blog post I should write?! 



Wednesday, 12 June 2019


Well hello, favourite new summer outfit! This dress does have a weird bridal feel about it, however,  is WAY too short for such an occasion. Plus the fact I'm not marrying any time soon lol. It may be super short but I reckon I can swing it, I’ll just make sure I’m wearing appropriate underwear because this dress is my goddamn Brigitte Bardot 60s dream and I’m in love with it so that’s that. The neckline, the poofy sleeves, the lace up front, the fact it is broderie anglaise !!!! I hope you can comprehend how in love I am with this dress, despite the shortness!


This dress is the perfect summer dress, easily dressed down for daytime like this, or dressed up for an occasion. I think it would be super cute for a graduation or garden party, just not entirely appropriate for a wedding guest?! I personally don't see the issue with wearing white to a wedding, as long as you're not wearing a literal wedding dress surely it should be fine?

On another note, since buying this dress a little while ago, I’m (once again) refining my wardrobe to be something I truly adore, I’m not adding to it at all (I’m on a self-inflicted shopping ban) and I’m sticking to clothes I love. I’ve realised I have loved the same kind of clothes all my life. Ditsy florals and denim and boots and chunky knits- I clearly know what I’m doing. So I’m moving away from trends and trend based fast fashion and focusing on the way I like to dress solely.

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