Hi guys! Your favourite inconsistent blogger is finally making a new post! I know I’ve been M.I.A for most of the summer but honestly I’ve just been busy and consumed with so much stuff to do that blogging took a backseat in my life to deal with more important things. It happens, ok?
And I’m going to use this post to say that whilst I want to keep blogging – I don’t want to put too much pressure onto myself to be as consistent as possible. Sometimes life gets in the way and I need some time before new ideas for blog posts come into my head. I may have a new post every week or it may be every month depending on what else I have going on at that moment in time.
Here are some reasons for my ‘disappearance’ below:
- Double time overtime at work – meaning I’ve sometimes ended up doing 12 hour workdays for double pay.
- Feeling unmotivated.
- Lack of ideas for new posts.
I had considered whether or not I was ever going to return to the blog. Especially since I haven’t been making regular posts. I’ve also not felt the need to be so active on other social media e.g. Instagram or Twitter as I’ve felt burnt out and like I don’t always want to tweet or post constantly.
But I’ve put out so much good content that has had a positive impact on my followers. Also the blog has been such a great creative outlet for me to have. So with that being said, I am going to continue to blog, but without putting added pressure on myself to force myself to post when I just don’t have any ideas or I’m too caught up with other business. I just don’t need the extra stress. Blogging is supposed to be fun, right?
Peace, Love, Isa ✨💋
…the avocado is a food without rival among the fruits, the veritable fruit of paradise – David Fairchild
Oh, Avocados. The go to hipster food of choice. The core ingredient for delicious guacamole. And, as it turns out, the reason for the skin on my face significantly clearing up from acne, dry patches and scars.
Last weekend I stayed with one of my best friends who lives in Reading. Whilst I was there, she retrieved half an avocado from her fridge and mashed it up in a bowl, telling me to put it on my face and leave for 10 minutes. So I did. In fact after the first time, I decided to try it out for an entire week. The difference it made to my skin was incredible. I’m definitely going to keep up this new skincare routine!
- Find the ripest avocado you can (don’t use a hard avocado because it is a NIGHTMARE trying to crush it up with a spoon and if you try and apply it onto your face the application won’t be smooth enough to stick so it will fall off your face in bits).
- Crush half of said avocado up with a spoon and leave the other half in the fridge for more facemasks.
- With clean hands apply the crushed avocado onto your face gently.
- Wait for 10 minutes then gently wipe the avocado off with teatowels, rubbing your face gently as you do so.
- Once the avocado is fully wiped off your face, dab a tiny amount of moisturiser onto your face to finish off.
And voila! You will now have smoother, clearer skin!
Peace, Love, Isa 💋🥑
Things are not always what they seem; the first appearance deceives many – Phaedrus
This is a post which I have been aching to make for a while.
It’s about how the general outward appearances of individuals can affect how others view them.
It’s about first impressions being the defining image as to how someone is continually perceived by people around them.
It’s about how just because a person just happens to look like they’ve got their shit together on the outside doesn’t mean that internally they’re not screaming out for help.
It’s about the fact that someone doesn’t necessarily need to be strapped in a white straitjacket, bouncing up and down, rolling on the floor screaming about carrots – to have a mental illness.
If someone doesn’t immediately ‘look’ mentally ill, granted it is more difficult to obtain a diagnosis, but at the same time, it doesn’t mean they don’t need the same care and attention as others who are more visibly mentally ill than they are.
Peace, Love, Isa 💋
Adulthood is where dreams go to die. Grow up, get a job, become a drone. That’s it. Then it’s over. Society just wants to put everyone in a box. Well, guess what, society. There is no box! – Sophia Marlowe in Girlboss (2017)
As I mentioned in my last post, 2017 was extremely ROUGH for me. I’m not going to waste time prattling on about why/how it was rough – all details are in here if you’re interested. But in all the darkness, there was one small gleaming light – as if I had a tiny torch to help me see the way to climb out of a manhole that I had fallen into. And that metaphorical light was a show on Netflix called Girlboss.
Girlboss was a loose (‘real loose’) Netflix adaption of the autobiography of Sophia Amoruso – founder of the clothing business NastyGal. The show became controversial and a lot of people hated how the main character Sophia Marlowe (played by Britt Robertson) acted – finding her too bitchy and abrasive. I’m not gonna lie, there were times when, throughout watching the series I thought that some of the decisions Sophia made or the things she said were questionable. But the essence of her character was a young woman in her early/mid 20s trying to find her place in the world and build her own business after feeling like she doesn’t fit in anywhere. And as someone who fit this demographic – it touched a nerve with me.
(SPOILER ALERT) Throughout the show, we saw Sophia struggle to get her eBay vintage clothing shop off the ground. We also watched her fall in love, battle health issues, break up and reconcile with her best friend Annie, reconnect with her absent mother and eventually turning her eBay business into the NastyGal website after getting on the wrong side of a group of vintage fashion fanatics.
It was a crazy ride to watch all the episodes in one go. I laughed, I cried and I was super pissed when Netflix decided to cancel the show after only one season. Yes, the reviews were very mixed and it didn’t have Stranger Things levels of massive viewership. But Girlboss simply wasn’t given the chance to develop and grow into the great show it could have become. Fuck you, Netflix. 🖕🏻🖕🏻🖕🏻
Peace, Love, Isa 💋
It is one thing to lose people you love. It is another to lose yourself. That is a greater loss. – Donna Goddard
I’m going to put it out there. 2017 was one of the worst years of my life so far. It began with the unexpected loss of one of my close friends to suicide, which escalated my manic depression, and throughout the rest of the year I just felt like I was tumbling out of an airplane without a parachute. I felt broken. I felt isolated. I felt alone. And I felt like everyone was against me.
Last year was a complete write off for me. After going through the shock and bereavement of the untimely death of my friend, I just completely lost my bearings. I spiralled into a deep manic depression phase. I cut off my close friends. I struggled to get up in the morning to go to work in a job I knew I hated and started not to turn up at all. It got to the point where, in the middle of last year, I just didn’t leave my flat for weeks and had no motivation to do anything . My job contract finished in June 2017 but I left my job early as I just couldn’t cope anymore. Even my family dragging me on holiday didn’t really help. People often have a misconception that depression can be fixed by something frivolous by simply buying someone a new puppy or taking them on a fancy holiday. Well, it can’t. I still wanted to hide myself away and just curl up in a ball and cry. I knew I was sabotaging myself but I just couldn’t stop.
My dad and stepmother visited me for my 24th birthday – for which I had cancelled all plans due to depression and financial instability. They forced me to go back to the GP where I was given new, stronger medication and referred to a psychiatrist to begin psychotherapy sessions. Since that day, the climb out of the deep manhole which I had fallen into metaphorically had begun. I immediately felt a difference with taking the new tablets I was prescribed and the psychotherapy. Suddenly I felt a lot better – like dark storm-clouds which had been covering my brain had finally cleared. Since then, I have been able to slowly piece my life back together. I was able to land a new job in finance. I re engaged in contact with the friends I had abandoned at the height of my mental breakdown. And I started this blog – which has been my rock. I realised I desperately needed a creative outlet to air all my emotions and views about stuff and whatnot, and more importantly – to reflect more about who I am as a person.
To all the friends I purposefully distanced myself from over the past year, I am truly sorry for what I did. I no longer feel any sense of bitterness towards any of you. In fact, during last year I constantly felt as if I had lost one of my limbs without having you guys around me. Thank you for being so understanding about why I did what I did. I love you all. ❤️❤️❤️
And to my followers and new friends from the blogging community. Thank you for helping me grow my blog from a small online diary into a blog that’s fast approaching 200 followers and counting! Your support gives me continued inspiration to carry on posting at times when I feel like giving up and like I’m running out of ideas for new posts. You guys cheer me on. And I am extremely grateful for this. 🙌🏻✨😘
Peace, Love, Isa 💋
The more you know who you are and what you want, the less you let things upset you
You know when you let insignificant things make you feel like shit? Like when you feel like you’ve done something or something has happened to you that doesn’t sit right. And you end up making a mountain out of a molehill, expecting the worst? You get paranoid about stuff – like why is my boyfriend not replying to my texts? Did my best friend unfollow me on Instagram for no reason? Was my meeting with my manager at work ok or am I going to get fired soon? Am I going to fail my exam? etc.
Well, STOP THAT. By doing all of this, you are making yourself sick with unnecessary worry. The point is – sometimes it’s important not to give a fuck. It’s natural to feel a bit worried whenever we think something small has gone wrong in our lives. But when the worry starts to seriously mess with your psyche – THAT’S when you need to catch yourself before things get worse.
Here are a few tips to just let go of any small gripes you may be feeling that are bringing your mood down:
- Light a candle (I’m partial to vanilla scent) and put on a nice film to watch on Netflix.
- Try using a meditation app 🧘♀️ my favourite is currently Calm.
- Go out and do things to take your mind off whatever is bothering you. When you’re busy, you tend to forget about the small problems in your life.
- Remember that often things are never as bad as they seem in your head and you might be just stressing yourself out for no reason.
- Try meeting new people – you’ll find this is especially helpful if you’re feeling lonely and like you want to occupy yourself.
- Find a hobby to channel your creative energy based on your own preferences and personal strengths such as blogging, writing poetry, music, art, dance etc.
Remember that people can make incredibly rash decisions when they are hot headed and angry – such as throwing out accusations towards innocent friends or romantic partners, or quitting their job whilst assuming they’re going to get fired soon. The decisions we make in 5 seconds when we don’t think straight can lead to a long lasting negative impact on us.
Also keep in mind that even if your reasons for stressing over something are valid, it’s not the end of the world. There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. Look out for those silver linings in grey clouds and you will be OK 😁
Peace, Love, Isa 💋
Last month, I dedicated an entire post to Rihanna and her fabulous fashion and take no bullshit attitude. So I thought, why not continue to do similar posts for any other notable person which I find inspirational?
This time, I’m dedicating an entire post to Solange Knowles. People have often dismissed her as ‘Beyonce’s little sister’ in the past – but she is SO MUCH MORE than that.
I remember first getting into her music when I was around 15 with the album Sol-Angel – which in 2008 sounded like a unique twist on the 1960s trend made popular again around then thanks to artists like Adele and Amy Winehouse. But Solange’s album had some sort of extra spark, more originality and vibrant, colourful imagery. The songs and videos on that album which I thought stood out at the time were Sandcastle Disco and T.O.N.Y. Seeing and hearing them as a teenager cemented Solange as one of my idols. Another notable song for me was God Given Name – which draws on the themes of individual and asserting ones own identity.
As far as the rest of her music, I haven’t heard Solange’s first album before (I only discovered she released one before Sol-Angel thanks to Wikipedia), but her two most recent releases – the True EP and A Seat At The Table are immense records that sonically experiment with different genres. What I like about Solange is her versatility – she’s not afraid to be radical. She has subtly been pushing the boundaries of music, fashion and self expression without being ‘in your face’ about it. She just does her own thing! And does it well.
Peace, Love, Isa 💋