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.


Tuesday, 4 June 2019


Guess who broke their blogging streak in ridiculous fashion?! Yep, me... I think I just needed the time off if I'm honest. I'm a busy gal and sometimes I just need a few minutes (weeks) to myself as much as possible.

I have, however, been planning this post for a little while, collating all my points and realising I'm slightly insane... but I've decided life is better as a cat and so I'd like to be one... for the following reasons.
Cats, in my experience, answer to no man. I'm pretty independent but I still have to like go to work and do what I'm told. Cats don't.

No one expects cats to be happy, they just are when they are.

As above, tbh.

I'm sure this doesn't require an explanation?

Yep. You heard me. As a human, this is completely unacceptable.

fun fact, cats don't drink alcohol.

Wednesday, 15 May 2019


So, presuming the majority of my audience are millennials I'm also going to presume you've all worked some sort of customer services job?! And therefore will totally understand where I'm coming from when I say that working full time, in customer services, makes you bitter.

I like my job plenty but you do end up disliking humanity a little more every day. In general, I'd say I'm an otherwise very positive and hopeful person when it comes to people. I genuinely believe all people have the potential to be good and kind (though some choose to be shitbags) yet, somehow, this doesn't happen in a 'the customer is always right' world. I'd like to point out it is only the customer who believes this to be true; it is, in fact, a ridiculous notion, because quite frankly if you have been trained to do the job and are doing it, you are immediately more qualified to know what is right and it is rarely the customer.

Like anyone, I go home and talk about what I did all day at work, the good and bad bits - often focusing on the one shitty customer I served or spoke to, even though I also served a hundred nice people and worked well with my colleagues. There needs to be a shift in the way I focus my energy on this, disregarding the not-so-nice moments and focusing on the more positive ones. Acknowledging the fact that this is what is making me bitter is the first step.

I don't think anyone enjoys feeling bitter; I certainly don't and to be honest, it ends up giving me a headache. I don't like having the weight of hatred and loathing on my shoulders when I could be concentrating on all the love I have instead. So, I may currently be feeling as bitter as a lemon, but I'm trying to let that go.

Happy mental health awareness week and welcome to the ridiculous inner workings of my mind...


*photos featured by the wonderful Magdalena.

Wednesday, 1 May 2019


So I’m a busy body, I’ve never ever just had one job or one hobby, I do as much as I fucking can and I do it until I’m drained dry- this is what I mean when I describe myself as high functioning... 

The thing is I’ve only just found out that high functioning depression is a thing. You may be aware that I am diagnosed with severe depression- which I have been taking medication for daily for two years+ now- but high functioning is apparently less severe... in that, you can still do normal day to day things... so it feels like I have this. Although I don’t, the only reason I can physically get on with my day to day tasks is my medication... so I don’t think I have high functioning depression, I’m just high functioning and depressed. 

I’d also like to point out that I love my friends and I love socialising and doing stuff and that I’m pretty high energy... and therefore when I get home I am beyond exhausted and just don’t really ever want to leave my bed or my own head for a while. Anyone who has ever lived with me I’m sure is aware of this mixture of super high and super low energy that just seems to be a part of who I am.

I have always been loud and bold and really proud of who I am. This, combined with the anxiety and panic attacks of my teenage years and then of my current depression, is just confusing? I don’t know if any of this ramble will be making sense but even though I am all of these things, and kind of always have been, for some reason it doesn’t make any sense to me. Like, how? How can I be so loud
and giggly whilst severely depressed?

Unfortunately, this post will have no conclusion: a fact which is currently stressing me out. I just wanted to open this up to you all, I’m in my own head a lot of the time and I needed to get all this out so that I can hopefully understand it all at some point. If you have any thoughts on this, please, please comment or message me because I’d love to chat. 


*All photos in this post by Scarlett Stevens,  make-up by Angie & models are myself, Chloe & Eilis
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