I’ve spoken about my love of my air fryer before in my 5 gadgets I can’t live without post. Not only is it a healthier way to cook chips, bacon, sausages and other meats, you can actually cook entire dinners in it!
I’d never really given much thought to my arms before. I mean, I do have quite slender forearms, dotted with cute little freckles and a pretty wrist tattoo. My feelings about my upper arms were pretty indifferent; until I was tagged on Facebook a few years ago in the most unflattering photo, I was at a friend’s wedding wearing a blue sleeveless dress.
As it’s my 34th birthday next week, and I had to drop the post I was going to put up this week due to a miscommunication, I thought I’d let you know 34 of the things that I’ve learnt in the (nearly) 34 years of being alive!
Having massively got back into Harry Potter recently, I thought I’d share my small (for now) collection with you. This post was inspired by Fiona and you can check out her blog post here.
I’ve mentioned waffles quite a few times in my blog posts, they’re probably mine and J’s favourite pudding, especially as they’re incredibly delicious and you can pretty much add any toppings you want to them 😀
If you didn’t know already, there’s a Brighton Yankee Candle store in the Churchill Square shopping centre (next to Topshop) and I was kindly invited along last week to check out the new Elevation range which won’t be available until September.
I’ve written about this before; every month or so me and my friend, Rachael, head out and do something super fun together! After going to The Parlour in Arundel a few months ago with some friends, Skarlett’s Cafe in Battle popped up as a recommendation and, as Rachael and I both love food, it was the perfect idea!
Well, we’re well over halfway through the year, this sunshine thing is amazing (despite our grass looking decidedly brown now) and July has been pretty awesome to be honest 😀
Before we got our bookcases, I wasn’t able to have scented candles or wax melts burning away, mostly because we only had low surfaces (like our coffee table) and inevitably, Mr Bear would come along and stick his face right in the wax or the flame!!
It’s no secret that my eyebrows are a bit shit. I thought it was because I over-plucked them when thin brows were all the rage in the 1990s. It turns out it’s actually mostly genetics as all the women on my mum’s side of the family have barely-there brows!