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 … Continue reading The Epic Experience that was Meeting Dodie Clark (Or, a Review)
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
Make a leaf pile, jump in it. Be a common white girl and have a Pumpkin Spice Latte. Have a movie marathon with friends involving lots of blankets, … Continue reading The October Bucket List
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!
Did you guys have a good first day back? I hope so! Let me know how yours went in the comments.
‘Till next time!