Wednesday, 4 May 2016

Filtering Out the Mistakes

When I created this blog of mine, 370 posts ago, I didn't really have a plan - I wanted to track the outfits I was wearing and what I liked / didn't like about them, and from that small seed, this oak tree grew. 

I'm super proud of what it has helped me achieve - and it's grown and changed, just as I've grown and changed. 

I would have never thought that I would have written pieces on fat politics when I first started out. I would have never pegged that I would have been involved with a brand campaign like Simply Be Denim. 

I had expected mistakes - be it in any aspect of my life. 

And just as how social media comes with filters, so does this blog - I didn't intend to be as censored, or as selective about what I wrote about here, but I have been - and that makes me feel less genuine. 

So, I bring to you, my mistake column! 

Yup - I plan to share my mistakes with you all - to show an unfiltered view on my life. To get back to why I started this blog of mine - and hopefully some of these mistakes will turn into successes too!

I subscribe to the Birchbox beauty box, mainly because I like getting surprise presents each month! I'm no beauty blogger, and I won't ever be, but getting tester products to try out, when a lot of them are high end products I would never dream of buying otherwise, is a great sales point for me (no, this isn't a sponsored post! Stick with it!).

I've been trying a number of cleanser / toners (since this post) combinations, and the samples I've had in beauty boxes in general, have really helped me get to grips with what works. 

Before Birchbox, I  had subscibed to Glossybox - I can't remember why I cancelled or changed my subscription now, but while under their wing, I got sent a number of full sized products, including this:

Which had me at Purifying Cleanser.

And, over the past few weeks, I've been ritualistically using this to remove makeup from my face.

My routine has been working very well, and my face has been super smooth and mostly spot free (stress spots don't count!).

Until I read the 'Directions'.

I love reading these normally, I mean, as if people don't know how to shampoo their hair, or rub cleanser all over their face...


Hang on.

It's an intimate cleanser.

Which, quite frankly, is not something I believe in. We really don't need to cleanse our 'intimate' area - it's designed to clean itself!

But, this £7 of intimate cleanser has been doing quite a good job on my face. And since I've found this out, I've not stopped using it!

It serves me right for not reading the packaging, but equally I'm quite glad I don't subscribe to Glossy Box any more if they're promoting the idea that we need to cleanse our intimate area

So, mistakes happen.

Sometimes they turn into great things, sometimes they make no difference.

Much love, my mistake making lovelies,

K x

Monday, 18 April 2016

The Diary of a Coeliacs Sufferer - Entry 1

TW: diets, disordered eating

Disclaimer - this post is written to get my own head round this topic so it may not be the best piece of writing.

Back in February, I was diagnosed with Coeliac's Disease, which is an autoimmune disease that attacks the lining of the small intestine, and the only treatment is a complete gluten free diet. 


A word I've not spoken for years, and actively avoid for my own good.. 

Diet, and the idea of dieting, is a huge trigger for me, having suffered from disordered eating from my teens. 

Discovering the world of body positivity, and the idea that your body is the only one you have, and you have to love it, was a revelation. It saved me.

From that point forward, I've lived my life with the protective bubble of "Fuck Diet Culture" and been gloriously happy with living my life, where inspiring others was / is a wonderful byproduct.

I feel as though I'm a fraud to the BoPo movement, a failure to the community every time I use the word 'diet'. 

In my attempt to protect myself, I've turned the word 'diet' into a weapon. Every time I use it, to describe my food choices, or want to raise awareness about Coelics, I feel as though I'm firing a weapon into the world I've created around me - a word I know has so much meaning to so many, and a word I don't want to use if I can help it. 

I'm conflicted - I want to explore my new lifestyle, I want to share my food discoveries, and want to join new communities to expand my knowledge. But gluten free is so often associated with clean eating, or some such fad, that I'm stuck between protecting my MH, and accepting my limitations.

I hope I can read back on this in a few months time, and laugh- but I suspect, my body positivity - and fat activism - will continue to take a beating every time I'm asked how the diet is going. 

It's not a diet, it's a treatment. I've had to remove gluten from every aspect of my life, replacing my microwave, toaster and fridge freezer. I can't just pop out for a meal, but I have to contact them in advance to see if they can accommodate me. I have to pay 3 times as much for food, and I'm ridiculously limited by my options there too. 

I feel like my "Fuck Diets" bubble deflating around me, and I don't know how to stop it.

Much love, 

K x

Monday, 28 March 2016

Friendship February

Back in February, a group of gal pals and I took part in a Galentines Secret Santa type affair. A chance to share the love with each other, and for a single lass like me, it was a great feeling to actually join in with the commercialisation of Valentines. 

I got my 'gal', the super lovely Sarah, a friendship necklace with a twist:

See that donut, just visible? That's one half of the necklace, and the super awesome Sarah has the other half. And I would share my donut with her, any day.

My presents were cute and small, and no less meaningful. A collection of chocolate, jewelry, face masks, and a full heart. But this 'love', takes pride of place:

It sits perfectly with the 'home' sign I already had, and I'm tempted to paint it lilac, to make it stand out a little more. 

I'm well aware it's nearly April, and I'm writing about something I took part in back in February, but I've been ruminating on the idea of internet friendships, and if distant makes them any less valid, or whether the 'virtual' nature of it, lessens the pain of arguments, disagreements and fallings out. 

Having been grieving for a friendship circle lost recently, I would counter that the fact that a lot of our friendships these days are online, through mediums like Whatsapp, Facebook group chats, or snapchats, we're used to reaching out and getting someone - whereas when it's individual chats, there is the weight of waiting for a reply. 

I don't respond to that pressure very well, I read messages and forget to reply - then people just stop messaging me all together - why bother, if I never seem to reply in a timely manner? 

Whereas a group chat, I'm a great voice of reason, a builder-upper - someone who can be relied on for a positive word.

But as I said, I've spent the last month or so group-chat-less. And wondering if it was them, or was it me? Was I too..., well, me?

It's felt very much like a break up. 

Which is why it's taken til now to write about my amazing and thoughtful Galentines. 

That Love sign? Reminds me whenever I walk past it, that I'm loved, I matter, and that while I might not have 300 Whatsapp messages to catch up on, I'm still a friend. 

An oddly personal post from me, but I've always had a thing where my blog is where I write to get my thoughts outta my head :D

Much love my lovelies, 

K x

Saturday, 19 March 2016

Spring Jackets I Can't Get Enough Of...

I struggle with being too hot a lot of the time. You're likely to spot me in mid November with a cardigan on and rather content to feel a bit of a chill - so come the first hint of Spring, and I shed my winter jacket in favour of something lighter - usually my trusty mac. This Spring, with my office being rather on the chilly side, I wanted something that could double as a stylish addition to my outfits.

My first step into the world of the statement jacket was this:

I've seen a few fellow bloggers wear this bomber jacket with the matching skirt, such as the lush Amanda:

I do love the combo, but I've wanted to pair it with more contrasting tones, so pinks and purples:

And really play with the vintage feel of the paisley print:

It's lightweight, and I opted for my usual size 24 and found it roomy and was actually surprised that it actually zips up fully!!

My other  splurge on outwear came in the form of this acid wash denim biker jacket:

It's a great option to 'toughen up' my usually feminine aesthetic, and it gives me the edge I feel my 'look' lacks:

I opted for the 26 in this jacket, to make sure it actually could be zipped up fully if needed, but still looks good when worn open:

I might be growing my hair, but both these jackets keeps my vibe alive I feel!!

Much love my lovelies, 

K x

Thursday, 18 February 2016

River Island Plus Range

When the news of River Island, success of the British High Street, was launching a Plus Size collection, My pulse quickened a little.

I mean, River Island was always a no go shop for me. I stared longingly at their pieces when in there with friends, and I never thought the day would come that I would be able to buy a piece from there. Never. 

I read the rest of the news about RI Plus, and my heart soared - it wasn't just a plus size collection, but extending the size range on their MAIN COLLECTION! No token baggy tees, polyester skater dresses or bootleg trousers. But their main range, available in Plus Size! 


Only available from 18 - 24. 

24 does not a plus size collection make!

I took to YouTube, in a rather rambley rant about why this wasn't good enough. 

Today, news broke that their collection would be available from 9th March, along with a sneak view of what we can expect to see. 

I am in love with this duster jacket - all geometric print and colour:

And this wrap dress looks so floaty and feminine - for those days when you fancy being a bit 1940s:

But RI, pretty pieces aren't enough - what about those above a 24? I wear a 24, and if the pieces run on the small size, I'm sized out of this range. 

If this was a smaller company, I would understand with dipping their toe in the plus size market, but River Island are no small company. 

It's my understanding that this will be available in flagship stores only, meaning that once again, for the plus size (all 2 sizes) pieces, we're limited to on line shopping. Still.

 Yes, it's a step forward. but a very very small step, and we demand more. We deserve more.

Much love my lovelies, 

K x

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Dress for Danger

When I saw this dress on the Simply Be website, I had visions of wearing it to the office, for smart days, or days when I needed a bit of a pick me up.

It happened to arrive in time for my business trip to London, where I'd made some plans to meet a few pals throughout the week for dinner, and knew I wanted to dress to impress, so this dress was carefully thrown into my suitcase, and off I went!

I was over the moon by the fit of this dress. The length is the perfect midi on me, and the heavy crochet over lay to the dress added structure and volume, although it did make me think of the roadwork fencing material:

I know a lot of people would have looked at the dress and thought it was the perfect dress for Valentines day, but the fact I've never had Valentines plans means that never crossed my mind - I was, however, super happy with the early mini Gal-entines dinner I had with Tanya, Katt, Lottie and Em. The perfect tonic.

The beautiful Charli has recently picked up this dress, and while I'm rocking the roomy 24, Charli has sized down to the 16 for figure hugging amazingness:

Keep an eye out on her blog for her review in the coming days. 

Much love my lovelies, 

K x

Sunday, 31 January 2016

How to Turn a Negative Comment Positive with Simply Be

I remember as a young teen, scouring the pages of Shout! and Bliss, and as I got older, moving onto Glamour for my glossy magazine fix. Every once in a while, there would be the token 'curvy fashion' article, usually using brands who didn't actually stock above a 16 - but this was the late 90s, early 00s, and things were different then. 

I learnt the 'rules' off by heart, and tried my best to follow them. 

It's taken another 15 years to 'unlearn' these rules, and one of the last ones was the 'those blessed with a bust should always wear a v-neck'. 

I've now started to rebel against this rule with vengeance:

In my high neck skater tunic in tomato, along with my faithful duster jacket.

A floral dress with a little bit of a frill for extra cute!

And my favourite, my shirt with added bow tie - because bow-ties are cool!

The team at Simply Be have looked at a number of these rules, and how you can break them!

Much love my lovelies, 

K x