Time flies when you’re in love – and there’s no greater example than me and my baby, Martini. He’s the light of our lives and clearly deserves a full birthday month (just like his mom), so we threw a party!
Here’s the 411 on the best *and* easiest puppy birthday cake and a pooch filled photo recap:
Seeing as I’m only now waking up from a pretty long internet hiatus, I haven’t had the chance to share with most of you something pretty earth shattering that happened this summer :
I saw the Spice Girls. In London. Up close and PERSONAL.
Ever since I saw the movie when I was six – faux double decker bus of dreams flying across Tower Bridge, it’s been a dream of mine to see my personal heroes in the big smoke. Truly, I thought it would never happen. And then they got social media. And then there was talk of a tour.. perhaps. And then all hell broke loose once they released the dates and I booked flights and accommodation the second I secured tickets.
21 years later, it happened! And it was EVERY bit as magical, girl power filled, and rhinestone adorned as I could have ever dreamed it would be.
Guys, I know the blog’s been a bit heavy with all of my life happenings lately. It’s a true reflection of what’s been going on, however it feels like a new season is very much in full swing (literally and figuratively) – and I want to embrace that light and joy wholeheartedly!
Is that a long way of saying “sorry the last post was about cancer, here’s a handbag review”? Kind of. But as an OG fan of Rebecca Minkoff, I couldn’t be more thrilled to share the new addition to my collection with you – meet Edie.
Readers, I’ll be honest.
I’m a shit blogger.
Not because I don’t have things to say, or the ability to communicate them.. no, far worse.
Here’s a few of the things I’ll be doing around here to get out of my own way and into the the mildly-popular-micro-influencers-in-my-very-niche-corner-of-the-internet hall of fame, and why they might be good practices for all sufferers of PP – whether you have a blog or not.
Entrepreneur is never a word I truly associated with myself. Founder? Maybe. Creator? Sure. Freelancer? Definitely. But entrepreneur has always just reeked of desperation, though I couldn’t quite tell you why. Maybe it’s a bit of an antiquated word that I’ve always associated with someone who’s always trying and never doing – but to that line of thinking, I extend my biggest and kindest “fuck off” as I enter this new stage of my career. 💕
Someone – perhaps me – may have had WAY too much fun drinking bubbly with a big, fabulous group of her fierce as fuck friends to take any photos of her Galentine’s Day Extravaganza.
Here’s my top 5 tips and tricks to do the same..