Faded Spring

    Saying Goodbye

    Its never easy  saying goodbye, all those memories shared, the emotions evoked- letting go is one tough bitch to handle. But i'm not talking about the loss of a loved one but the loss of memories, memories I had carried around with me for 22 years and have given up in the name of sacrifice. Coming to London and renting the teeny tiniest box room you could imagine meant that I had to say goodbye to memories I had treasured and loved; from photos, clothes to books no memory was safe from London's need to purge. Gone were the documents from my school days, attesting to my hard work and dedication to education, to the charity shop went droves of clothes from Ana's past and au revoir to precious ... read more

    Summer’s In With Type The Hype

    Imagine a personalized box made especially for you, stacked high with goodies, gifts and samples from all your favourite brands. But this is not just any box, this is Type The Hype's box.  A feast for the senses, TTH has the ingredients of a subscription box, with luscious skin food sachets, glorious Graze flapjacks that melt in your mouth and the ever favourite Miscellar Water from Elemis begging to clear up your skin. While at first glance TTH might appear to be your typical subscription box you better believe that it is not because this beauty is is entirely exclusive to approved bloggers like myself. No two boxes are the same and the 'discovery' box truly allows you to explore and dive ... read more

    Imperial Candles Are A Girls Best Friend

    The saying goes that diamonds are a girl’s best friend but I am always one for turning allegories on their head. Ever since I was a young girl I was obsessed with candles and jewellery, dreaming of a day where I could combine the two passions together. I used to buy candles in their droves, (scented of course) to brighten up my room and bathe in its tranquil light. Passionfruit cordials and raspberry delights would waft invitingly underneath my nose, transporting me into my scented fantasy. Yankee Candles were often a favourite of mine, delicious winter warmers to stave off the cold and fresh tropical brights to welcome the brief linger of summer. Pinks, oranges and whites seemed to be the ... read more

    Storytime With Yumi

    ' Twisting and Turning Through The Valley Of Cartoon Dreams, The Puppet Turns And Cocks His Head In Amazement, Soft Veiled Whispers Sweet Like Cotton Candy,Munching On A Leaf Of Glazed Caramel, Drive Into The Cartoon Wasteland, Defined By Ghosts Of Cartoons Past, Long Forgotten By New Age Fanatics, Too Obsessed With Their Quest For Modern Living, Gone Are The 90's Flipped Into The Skipper,Mass Produced Living Is The Order In This Town,But Wait, There Is Hope, There Is Love, Yumi's Brand Is The One For Me,Fried Eggs Dancing On By,Soft Fabrics in Rhythmic Dance,Plucked From The Cartoon Wasteland, Fresh and New, Rebirthed, Re-Churched,          Come Into The Yumi Kingdom' I was always a ... read more

    Honey My Hair Fell Out: Hair Loss

    Honey it's official my hair is falling out. Here I am at the ripe old age of 22 with clumps of hair in each hand, absentmindedly plucking stray grey hairs out of my ‘aging’ scalp. No, no this is not what I signed up for, not at all. How the hell can a 22 year old who looks like a 12 year old be sitting there with chunks of curly frizzy hair malting like some freaking overgrown cat? I mean it is everywhere, in the bath, in the sink, sometimes lurking in more inconspicuous places like the fridge (namely the butter). I honest to God feel like I am a human cat wafting around the place and marking my territory with hair instead of piss. It sounds strange for me to discuss hair loss when I ... read more

    Home Sweet Home

    I thought this day would never come but here I am flying the nest and moving to London. Ever since I started university four years ago I fell in love , dreaming of the day I could call it my own. In the last four years I never had a permanent home to call my own and moved six times, this being my seventh. There was tears and mishaps along the way but today is the start of a new dawn. I can forge a new beginning and start afresh, away from the memories of a past best forgotten. No longer will I cower before the people who betrayed me nor will I be stuck in the past like a broken record on repeat. Instead I will stand tall and bask in the warm glow of London, a multicultural haven full of ... read more

    Creating A Positive Bedroom Environment

    In a world governed by chaos, greed and misfortune having 'sex' is often a recipe for disaster. A bedroom environment should be welcoming and be a space where partners feel comfortable with each other but quite often that is not the case. Having sex in a negative environment can cause both psychological and physical long-term effects, and in some cases permanently or temporarily damage a persons sex drive, a conundrum that over half of the population face when 'trying' to get intimate.  Our stress levels are rising, our pulse rates are dropping and the desire to get intimate can become a struggle to emulate, leaving both partners sexually frustrated. But why has our sex drives decreased in ... read more

    Dive Into Diwah

    Its a sweltering hot summers day, waves lapping around my ankles like a snake on heat, the blaring rays causing sweat to build on my crinkled forehead. The birds chirp forlornly, craving the kind of shade they can bask in, away from the harsh sunlight that sets them alight. The drinks come swiftly, pina colada, mojito, cosmopolitan, a welcome peace offering from the fierce sun-soaked skies. The vivid blue waves behind me wrap me in a 'rose-tinted' film, pretending to shield me from the droves of rain clouds threatening to spill. In my fantasy I lie at peace in the sand, warm sea water tickling at my sand filled toes. The soft sand envelops me in a sensuous hug , battling the gentle sea waves ... read more

    A Letter To My Eighteen Year Old Self

    You made it this far, you are a champion, a warrior whose scars document the events of years past. You have fought bullies and won and kicked abuse in the teeth. You have proved that your past does not define who you are as a person. I want to congratulate you on surviving your teenage years and learning to stand up for yourself because you are not that little mouse any more. Remember those days when you used to surround yourself with people you knew that hated you because you were afraid of being alone. You were pushed around and called names, made fun of because the bullies saw you as a target. They told you that they bullied you because you were a pushover and you thought to yourself what ... read more

    The Wimbledon Open With Jones and Jones

    As the crowds rise to their feet and clap, I am a vision in angelic white lace, cheering on the British hopefuls who are determined to win the coveted trophy and regain glory for a broken Britain. In a Post-Brexit apocalyptic  universe, it seems our passion and pride in sports and culture remains as optimistic as ever and it is refreshing to note that tennis still remains an exciting British sport, even if we crashed out of the Euro and disappointed die-hard football fans. After our abysmal performance in the Euro 2016, which Portugal won (yay) I was pleased that the excellent Andy Murray won the Singles Title for the second time since 2013 and claimed a third Grand Slam Title. On top of ... read more