Faded Spring

    Colourful Vegan Products To Try This January

    If it wasn't for a mindful Veganuary, January would be her least favourite time of year. Where the days were short and the nights were long. Grey skies in the stormiest of hues, clouds pregnant with rain. The air biting, her hands numb. A haunting melody of melancholy, where the sun was a timid visitor. For in January, the warmth was rare. Eyes streaming, reddened cheeks. Feet that wanted to curl up and disappear. She dreamed of frolicking in summer again. Her favourite season. Where fat cats lay sprawled in daisy-fed gardens. Bellies up, demanding to be stroked. Purrs that reverberated into her very core. Gliding past statuesque trees swamped in green leaves. Twirling into sun-soaked ... read more

    Romantic Winter Getaways Around The World

    They felt the rain before they saw it. In the frigid depths of January's icy embrace. Where the world slumbered in a misty haze, rain drenching their clothes. They gazed forlonly at the stormy gray skies, the clouds swelling triumphantly. Frozen to the bone, as the water painted the canvas of the Earth's verdant embrace. Despite the melancholy of the gray tones, they felt invigorated. For an idea came to them as if in a dream. 2014, the year of the soulmates. The year where the couple would travel, and expand their horizons. After all, in March they would be celebrating their five year anniversary. Wasn't it time they went somewhere new? Carrying out the dreams that they had put off so long. ... read more

    Mental Health Hacks To Beat The January Blues

    It seemed like just yesterday when I had my first panic attack. Struggling to come up for air, swallowed breaths. In dark shadows where voluminous worries dwelled. Anxiety dancing like a tempest's gale. Whispering seeds of doubt into my mind, my nerves shaking on fragile ground. Anxiety would grip me in its rough callused hands, I felt like I couldn't breathe. That there was no way out. That I was drowning under the weight of overwhelm. I was stuck in a prison of thoughts that danced like a tulmotous storm. Stinging me, shocking me, its cloak murky grey. A shroud of dread, a fear that washed over me, like I was going cold. But it wasn't just anxiety that threatened to take over. I struggled ... read more

    How To Style Your Bed For Cozy Winter Nights

    Her bed was her safe haven. A refuge from the dark thoughts that slithered across her consciousness. Instead, drifting whispers of satin would caress her senses. The sheets like warm hugs that invited her into bed. Vibrant red pillows, soft as clouds. A matching duvet stitched with warmth and care. Cradling her weary body, her limbs growing heavy with sleep. Watching the patterns dance on her duvet, like memories entwined. She slipped a pair of pink thermal socks on her freezing feet. Shook out the demons that leeched onto her veins hungrily. A rainbow blanket spread across the bed, mirroring the giant rug on the floor. A warm body rolling into bed next to her. D, her partner who embodied ... read more

    Cruelty Free Beauty Gift Ideas For Christmas

    She held the mirror's ethereal gaze. Staring into its silvery allure, streaked with steam. Where light danced, revealing more than met the eye. A catalyst for self-discovering, discovering the person within. Time stood still as she caressed her face. The beginnings of lines that were etched like poetry. Soft valleys of wisdom on a still young face. The start of wrinkles, like an intricate maze. Small lines on her forehead, a map of laughter, sorrow and memories. But the ones underneath her eyes were a hidden map. Laughter lines like ripples on a tranquil pond. The furrows of worry, biting her lip. Tiny delicate rivulets cascading like a waterfall. She didn't hate what she saw. Her wrinkles ... read more

    5 Books You Should Read This Christmas

    She had many job aspirations over the years. An actress. A teacher. Someone who worked with animals. A singer. But there was always one constant. The desire to be a writer. Bound by ink, a weaver of dreams. A guardian of tales, a scribe of feelings untold. She would place a pen in her hand,  feel the energy course through her veins. As a symphony of letters painted landscapes of hope and despair. Navigating the intensity of emotions, letting the catharsis spill out on the page. The words would be like a magic salve. Pressed upon her heart with kindness. Capturing moments that were frozen in time, a vessel of truths. It was her best friend ever since she could remember. Her one constant. A ... read more

    Unique Christmas Gift Ideas For Holiday Cheer

    In another lifetime she had been brought up with holiday cheer. Bubbles of mirth escaping her lips, rosy cheeked like a cherub. Her hair unfurling like rose petals, cascading down her back. She was the 'belle of the ball', the Princess of Christmas. Resplendent in a red velvet dress, a tiara wedged in thick wavy curls. Earrings twirling from earlobes, shimmers of gold trailing past her shoulders. She would sit at the table, a tablecloth adorned with reindeers that smiled. Holding hands with loved ones, let the Christmas feast commence. Engorged bellies pooched from eating. The memory of the crispiest of roast potatoes still haunting her mind. Bubble and squeak and all things nice. Carrots, ... read more

    Indulgent Christmas Gift Ideas That Are Feel Good

    She heard Christmas before she saw it. Cascading white veils, the ethereal chorus of nature's whispered hymn. Laughter dancing through the frost-kissed air, imprints of innocence. Each snowflake a fleeting moment of grace and solace. Falling gently, finding their own story. For Christmas was a season of joy, where the world was bathed in a warm and festive light. Though there were Christmases that she wished would be erased from her memory, there were others that made her glow. Christmases where the air was perfumed with sugared cookies. A dusting of icing sugar on the kitchen counter. Indulgence taking hold, with delicacies that made her mouth water. Hot chocolates steeped in marshmallows, ... read more

    The Holistic Benefits Of Hiking In Winter

    She felt the tears trickle down her face, dribbling into her mouth. Her eyes puffy, dark circles like charcoal circles underneath. Her hair limp, and unloved, tucked away in a felt cobalt blue beanie, tendrils escaping. Her body, mind and soul were exhausted, beneath a tumotous sky adorned with silver thread. And yet, despite her appearence, and mood, she was healing. On a mountain dressed in monochrome. Feeling the icy claws of winter scratch at her reddened cheeks. Hands stiffening, shoved into voluminous ski jacket pockets. She was hurting, but the walk was cathartic. Where she let out tears into the abyss of winter. Feeling the calm wash over her, the snowflakes slipping into her ... read more

    Luxury Winter Coach Holidays Around The World

    She watched the snowflakes twirling, suspended in time. Their icy whispers clawing at the coach window. Passengers lost in thought, headphones on. Some sleeping, swathed in blankets like burittos. Others gossiping, animated grins licking their faces. The sound of throaty laughter drifting to where she was sitting, her own face hiding a smile. Bleary-eyed and almost out of it, the dark shadows under her eyes grew deeper. But despite the exhaustion that sank into her bones, there was joy. Winding valleys serenading her senses, tinged with white. Forests bathed in the first morning light,  the sun breaking like an egg yolk. For she was on her solo travels, discovering the UK, and all its beauty ... read more