The Epic Experience that was Meeting Dodie Clark (Or, a Review)

Hello there!

It’s Erin AND Jodie! On our joint blog! Talking together. Sorry, minorly excited.

Jodie is in italics as usual, and Erin is in bold.

So, we went to see Dodie Clark

We did indeed and Eden (my sister) was ‘Jelly’ as she put it. I don’t use that word.

As in she was jealous?

Yes.

Good. Not good, but, you know. 

Yes

How was it, do you think?

It was amazingly beautiful and emotional. Someone actually ran out crying during Sick of Losing Soulmates.  The moment Dodie took to the stage the energy was insane! Oh my God, I can’t remember what Dodie opened with.

It was absolutely smitten. I remember because I was so excited that I was getting the lyrics wrong.

I was dancing in stunned silence- DODIE’S TWEETED

*GASP*

She tweeted Lady Gaga a heart.

Cute. We’re going off topic. It was absolutely amazing, and then we got to meet her, which was even more amazing. WE WERE MATCHING! SHE SAID THAT SHE LIKED MY YELLOW DRESS. *Garbled noises* Why are you laughing?

Cause you’re funny.

Thanks.

The start of the concert was upbeat and made us… I don’t even know, I was just shocked. It was this exciting upbeat entrance of pure joy.

I was literally jumping around, I think everyone around us hated me. It was like a dream come true, which sounds cheesy, but it was. Yeah.

Seeing her in real life, like in front of me and not on my laptop screen, was so surreal.

When I was singing along, it was like really nice cause it felt like she was just being herself, it felt like being at a party, like a Dodie party. She sounds exactly the same live!

Seeing her performing the songs I watched at home for so many years felt really special.

The slower songs were super emotional, you could hear the meaning behind the lyrics, I was holding back tears,  what about you?

I was transfixed almost, it was as if the rest of the audience wasn’t there. It was so weird but amazing at the same time.

I had, almost, it felt like tunnel vision. I could only see the stage.

Yeah! The band were so good! Everything felt perfectly rehearsed but also natural. It was brilliant!

Let’s not forget the confetti canons!

The most underwhelming surprise I have ever received. It was hilarious. So much hype for something that didn’t happen.

Don’t savage Dodie, or her helpers!

I’m talking in jest, don’t savage me.

Alright, Alright. Anyway, Orla Gartland opened for Dodie and was in the band, her set was beautiful. I think singing teenage dirtbag with Orla was so much fun- Dodie tweeted. Dodie tweeted. We’re ridiculous.

Yes Orla was great, we need to stop getting distracted. It was amazing to see her for the second time in two months. 

Roots is your favourite, isn’t it?

Yeah, and Lonely People.

I like Get Back and also Red Brick Paradise! That’s a good one.

It is, I was so excited when she started playing it because I’d requested it for a Nina Nesbitt concert that we went to see in October.  But she replied to me saying that the set list was too packed. However, this time she added it so that was cool.

Yeah Orla was amazing! We were also lucky enough to meet some of our favourite youtubers whilst waiting in the two hour queue after the gig to meet Dodie.

It was so annoying that we ended up being pushed from the front of the queue to the back of the queue. But it was worth the wait to meet Dodie.

And speak to Manager Josh.

He said we were very smiley for being at the back of the line. We were incredibly smiley.

Manager Josh made us very smiley. I love Manager Josh.

I love Manager Josh.

Who doesn’t love Manager Josh really? How old is Manager Josh? He’s so tiny. No offence Manager Josh. It’s a compliment, I promise.

He is a very petite male. Anywho back to Dodie, meeting her was lovely, she was so sweet even after meeting nearly 300 people before us! 

She’s just a lovely tall bumblebee coated in joy.

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I agree. As are Lucy Moon, Hannah Witton, and Orla Gartland although I think Lucy is a Dragonfly and Hannah is a Ladybird.

YEAH I see that! Orla’s too cool to be cute.

I know right! So overall, the gig was absolutely brilliant.

Truth. Dodie is a wonderful human, my favourite human.

And we don’t like humans. Dodie is an exception. 

The music was amazing.

Manager Josh was a legend.

Lucy and Hannah were lovely.

And it was a great night.

Hope you guys enjoyed our chatty little review/recap thing. If you want to see more like this, let us know in the comments and we’ll get right on it! I should be revising for my mocks but instead I’m writing this and learning the ukulele chords to ‘Would You be So Kind’. Again, we’re sorry about the delay in between blogs but we’ve been super busy lately. We both have mocks and exams coming up, so bear with for a while. We promise we’ll come back after the school year has finished, much more organised.

Till next time!

Jodie and Erin xx

P.S. That’s my friend Robyn in the featured image, she came to the gig with us.

Is It Christmas Yet?

Hello there

Its Erin.

And, wow, we have not blogged in a long time. Honestly, we should be ashamed in ourselves. I’m afraid I’ve had a bit of writers block, which inevitably leads to me just not posting, nor trying. But I have suddenly realised that it is November, which slightly scares me. But, with November, for me anyway, comes the beginning of Christmas. Michael Bublé has emerged from the depths of his cave. Shops have offers of Christmas bargains everywhere, and I, am beginning to feel festive. However, feeling slightly festive in November is a strange occurrence for me, as I am normally counting down the days from September 1st. I don’t know whether it’s a growing up thing, or it might be that I get told off every time a hum of ‘Baby it’s Cold Outside’ is heard by anyone else. That probably has a lot to do with it. But I’m remaining positive and just singing at the top of my voice when I’m by myself, or with friends who understand my love for the Christmas season.

Now, the reason I love Christmas so much is because there’s a real sense of joy and community around the season. People are all wrapped up in coats, scarves, and hats. Cafes have scented candles everywhere. And the whole hustle bustle of shopping gives a comforting effect. I hate crowds, I hate queues. Generally, I’m not keen on shopping. But something about having the people around you thinking about the people they love and care for as they stock up on gifts for them just makes my heart feel warm. I love shopping for other people, and seeing the looks on their faces as they open their presents. For me, it’s absolutely the best part of the season (Along with the music and films). Yes, it can be stressful, but at the end of it all, everybody seems to feel really happy. And I think that’s what makes it all worth it. The sheer joy that seems to coat the world, even just for a day.

Now, I know some of you will be reading this thinking, ‘Oh my goodness, she’s so weird! It’s way too early to be celebrating!’. I promise you, I’m not celebrating just yet, merely looking forward to celebrating. Yes, I’m listening to the music, and being happy about the shop decorations. But I’m not actively seeking Christmas spirit, just letting it come to me.

What are your thoughts on celebrating? Am I way too early to be happy about it? Let me know by commenting down below or tweeting us. Also, I’d love to know anybody’s tips or tricks to get around writers block, as I’m having a right old struggle with it at the moment!

’till next time

Erin xx

Twinwood and School

Hello there!

It’s Erin

And it has just occurred to me that I haven’t updated on the blog in a while. Jodie made me realize this because she’s been uploading every day, which is pretty awesome, round of applause for Jodie!

I know that today was the first day back for a lot of schools in Britain, but luckily, myself and Jodie got today off to give the year 7’s a chance to get used to the school. so, instead of spending time at school today, I spent time preparing for school. You know, washing, sorting out my bag, dreading the inevitable state of self loathing I’ll be in for the next year. You know, the usual. After clearing out my wardrobe, and my room, I feel like there’s space in my head to think. and it’s amazing. So, now that my head is clear and I can tell you about my thoughts, I thought I’d tell you about Twinwood.

Twinwood is a vintage music festival that I was lucky enough to attend with my family last week. We were glamping in the tents provided by Brook Bell Tents (click the link, their website’s really pretty). We had two double beds, my sister and I shared one, my parents in the other. I learnt that my little sister has no respect for personal space when she sleeps, and that I need personal space when I sleep.  ANYWAY. The festival lasted 6 days in total if you came early and left late.

The festival itself is amazing. people come dressed up in their vintage clothes, there’s bars and places to get your hair done, you get to listen to live bands on 5 different stages, and there’s dance lessons for all sorts of different vintage dances. My mum and I went to the Lindy Hop lesson. And all this happens around what feels like thousands of stalls. We didn’t even see them all. I got some brilliant bits, and thanks to Sarah’s Do-Wop Do’s and The Fabulous Hair Company, my hair looked awesome all weekend. One of the highlights for me was seeing everyone dressed in their vintage finery. There was a competition for Miss and Mr Vintage UK, and the finals were held on the Sunday. The winners looked fabulous, as as well as the 13 runners up and it was a lot of fun! The absolute best part was definitely the music, though. The Bootleg Beatles were my personal favourite, they had me singing along at the top of my lungs.

I’m so glad I got to have this experience, and I wouldn’t change a thing. Although, I think myself and Lola will get twin beds next year!

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Did you guys have a good first day back? I hope so! Let me know how yours went in the comments.

‘Till next time!

Erin xx

Day Three – Home

They say home is where your heart is set in stone
Is where you go when you’re alone
Is where you go to rest your bones
It’s not just where you lay your head
It’s not just where you make your bed
As long as we’re together, does it matter where we go?

~ Gabrielle Aplin

 

To me, home is somewhere I feel safe and happy. I dont have the easiest home life, my brother has a lot of issues, my sister gets very sad sometimes and my mum is not very well a lot of the time. But there is nowhere else I’d rather be than with them.

Some days all I want is to get out of the house, I want to run and never look back. Some days I wish I lived somewhere else, away from the chaos and stress. But then I remember that without the often chaotic atmosphere, it wouldn’t be home. I wouldn’t feel safe, and loved. and at ease, because home is where my family are.

Home is where my cat waits at the bottom of the stairs for me when I come in. It’s where my soft, blue fairy lights are. It’s where I sing songs with my sister at the top of my lungs, dance around the house in my underwear just because I can. It’s where my brother tells terrible jokes that you can’t help but laugh at. It’s where I can go and lay in my bed with a book and a coffee at the end a bad day. Home is where I want to be.

Maybe it’s the introvert in me, but the majority of the time home is where I wish I could stay. I love going out with my friends and I love doing exciting things, I enjoy going for walks and being out of the house. This is because a lot of the time I can feel claustrophobic in my house given some of the less than perfect circumstances. But I know that none of that means anything when I have my family with me, because we have the most fun ever. My mum, although a lot of people don’t know it, is one of the funniest people I have ever met, my sister is the kindest, most considerate sister in the world, and my brother is the quickest, wittiest 8 year old in existence. They’re all perfect in their own ways despite their flaws and they are where my home is.

 

Let me know what makes a real home for you in the comments!

Love Jodie x

A stream of consciousness

So I decided that I really needed to post something and everything I have tried to write lately has been awful. So I decided to try less with a post and just write down everything that comes into my head in around 10 minutes. I think I’ve been trying too hard for perfection and have forgotten that this blog is just a fun outlet not an obligation. I have done nothing to the words other correct spelling mistakes and add paragraphs for easier reading.

So here is me, completely unedited and unplanned. I hope you get something slightly amusing from it, if anything. Step in to my brain…

 

It’s 9;05am and I am in the best mood ever!

I woke up wanting to sing and dance around the house, so I have. I’m listening to Take That, I love Take That, they make me feel nostalgic because I used to listen to them in the car with my mum when I was little.

I wonder if they ever feel nostalgic and listen to their old albums. I don’t think I could bare that. My voice recorded is horrible, I can’t believe I normally sound like that to people. My voice is so irritating, I don’t know how I have any friends when my voice is such an irritant.  But then again everyone thinks that.

My cat’s here now, Fergus. He’s sitting on my lap purring and trying to get at the keys of my laptop as I type this. Cats make everything better in life, no wonder the ancient Egyptians worshipped them, they’re my saviour when I feel sad. Cats are intelligent they know how to love- Bastille just came on, now I’m thinking about my friend Emily who loves them more than she should.

When we went on a school trip to Barcelona I set Bastille as our alarm so that she’d wake up happy every morning, it worked very well. I turned her into a morning person for that holiday. I have an itch on my forehead. I scratched it.

My phone is buzzing but I can’t be bothered to look at it in case it’s someone I don’t want to talk to because that will stress me out. I get stressed very easily. The music got too loud just now and that stressed me out- I turned it down. I have friends who need help and that stresses me out because I don’t know how to help them. I’m eating sherbet lemons… this calms me down because they are my all-time favourite sweet along with flying saucers. I like sherbet. I’m a sugar addict. I’m also a coffee addict so I have fairly strong coffee with 2 sugars, in case you’re wondering. Speaking of which I’m going to stop typing now because my sherbet lemon has almost dissolved and I want to drink my coffee. I feel like this is a good place to stop.

 

 

Thanks for reading, feel free to comment on my meandering thoughts.

Love Jodie x

The 5 Senses Challenge

Hello there

It’s Erin

A few weeks ago, we were tagged to do the 5 senses challenge by Elm, thank you very much! Sorry we didn’t get to do it earlier. It’s been a hectic couple of weeks! For now, it will be me doing the tag, Jodie may add to this post later. If so, we’ll tweet about it.

The Rules:

-Thank the person who nominated you

-For each of the five senses (or as many as you do) describe five of your favourite things having to do with that sense. AKA your five favourite smells, sounds etc.

-Nominate five other people to do this tag

Sights

  • Stars clearly on a dark night.
  • Waves coming into the shore.
  • People smiling.
  • The view from the London Eye, which I saw for the first time on Thursday.
  • I’d really love to go and see the northern lights in person one day, I think that would be an amazing experience.

Sounds

  • Music playing through headphones, without interference.
  • The laughter of my best friends.
  • The giggle of my little sister and my baby cousin.
  • Waves are my favourite sound, excluding music.
  • The sound of the doorbell when I know pizza is coming. (I’m kind of joking. Only kind of.)

Smells

  • A burning log fire.
  • A bookshop.
  • Angel by Thierry Mugler.
  • Black Cherry Yankee Candle.
  • Pine and spices remind me of Christmas and always make me happy.

Tastes

  • English Breakfast tea with milk and 2 sugars first thing in the morning.
  • Sweet and salted popcorn in front of a good film or T.V. show. (Preferably Agent Carter.)
  • Chocolate chip cookies and milk whilst reading a good book in the winter.
  • Lemonade with mint.
  • Rose flavoured anything.

Things to feel

  • Smooth stones.
  • The pages of a book.
  • Mist on my arms on a hot day.
  • My hair when its just been washed and dried.
  • Soft blankets.

I guess that’s it for now at least! I do not know who to tag, so instead of tagging five people, I am daring all of our followers to do this challenge and tweet us the link so we can read yours!

Really sorry we haven’t blogged in a while, life has been hectic recently, but it’s just beginning to slow down and we’re on holiday now. We also went on a trip with the music department at our school the other day so there should be a post about that soon, too! Thank you all for reading and hope to see you soon.

Till next time

Erin xx

 

A Post For My Friends

It’s only been a week and yet I have learned so much.

During the last week I have found that I have far more amazing friends than I thought I had. Now, that isn’t to say that I didn’t already know my friends were amazing, because I did. But after this past week of going through a very difficult time, I have found that my friends are the silver lining of a currently miserable situation.

You see, I was dumped. It sounds brutal, the word dumped, it wasn’t. It sounds harsh, it wasn’t. The boy that I loved told me that he no longer felt that way for me.

It hurt. A lot.

I won’t go into the details of what happened (although there isn’t much to it) because that isn’t fair.

Although I will say that I am fine now, I wasn’t then, but I am now. At times I still feel sad about it, sometimes I am angry but most of the time- I’m over it. I’m so over it.

After two years of being in a relationship with someone you’d think it’d take longer to feel ok again. However, honestly, a week later I’m practically me again. I have my friends to thank for that.

I am beyond grateful. They have been there for me, for the late night phone calls, the teary afternoons, the anxiety filled mornings, everything. They have been supportive, accepting, helpful, kind and considerate. They’ve put up with my moaning and ranting and confusion. They’ve helped me feel ok again in such a short space of time. I know now, that no matter what happens in my love life or lack thereof for now, I will always have the most phenomenal people there to help me through.

So thank you.

As for the feeling of first heartbreak, there isn’t much I can say other than it’s s*** to be completely honest. I went for days with a lump in my throat and a weight on my chest. I felt sick to my stomach, I held a constant feeling of dread and I permanently felt light-headed.

He was my first love, first kiss, first everything.

But I regret nothing, the two years we were together were some of the happiest I’ve had. He was an amazing person to be able to share part of my teenage life with and I’m honestly so glad that I got to share it with him. But now, I’m ready to move on, I’ve done my moping. Some days may be harder than others but pretty soon I won’t even think twice when I see him in the corridor at school. I’m practically there already. I don’t feel uncomfortable in the slightest when around him, the first day was the hardest, now I don’t actually care. I’m happy. I do what I want, I talk to who I want. I try my hardest to be as sensitive as possible but to be honest, it wasn’t my decision to end the relationship so I should be able to do as I please now.

I’ve finally had the opportunity to make a decision, even though the end of our relationship was not my decision.

What happens next most definitely is.

 

Thank you for reading,

let me know your thoughts on first loves, or first heartbreaks, or any other firsts.

Love Jodie x