October falls somewhere between extreme exhaustion and absolute motivation. Whilst at work  I’ve felt suffocated, creatively I’ve felt more inspired to do things than in a long time. I’ve come home from long days, slathered on face mask and delved into inspiration hunts through old fashion editorials that have been clogging up my bed side table.


Like every October, this is the month where I forget all the gig tickets I’ve purchased and they somehow cumulate within a 2 week period. The Strypes, Squeeze, Young Frankenstein, Alex G and how could I forget, Busted.

I’m not kidding when I say that the Busted gig lived out my 7-year-old dreams. For years I collected the annuals, albums and forced my parents to listen to them endlessly on holiday drives to campsites in France. At one point I dialed up the modem and signed up to their fan club which subjected my Dad’s email to hoards of boy band spam.

When they spilt, I distinctly remember taking down the posters from my pale pink bedroom walls, melodramatically thinking ‘this is it’.

Fast forward 13 years to my 22nd birthday. My cousin Soph, Devs and I had control over the playist, thumbling between Haim and Solange, our eyes lock when the opening riff of Air Hostess pelted out of the speakers. Soph immediately googled, ‘We’re going!’ and within an instant we’d booked tickets for Busted at the Royal Albert Hall.


Since going, I’ve really romantised the night in my head. Maybe it was the floods of nostaligia, unexpectedly knowing every word to songs I’d thought I’d forgotten. Bouncing, actaully bouncing, around with 2 girls who love them as much as me.


All these gigs take me back to dreams of being in a band, strumming clusmy chords on the frets and singing very loudly even with my headphones on.

Maybe all is not lost, but for now that seems like another world. I’ll stick to singing in the shower for now.

This month’s playlist : O C T O B E R 




What a month. Seriously. What a month. July has been a ‘blink-and-you-miss-it’ month.

A week was spent in Croatia sunning it up, drinking alot of wine and working through books that I’ve been meaning to read for months. I read Carrie Fisher’s The Princess Diarist and felt like I needed a massive cry. Not that it’s a particularly sad book, or that is what Carrie Fisher intended, but it’s very referential to her death and that got me going. I blamed hayfever. I would definitely recommend. I also read the Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood – again, not the most uplifting book. But still, it is such an interesting story; disturbing and moving. If you’re in the market for a dystopian world this should be next on your list. Check out my Croatia post and video here!

July also was also marked by a main event (and will one day be a national holiday), my birthday! A little party whilst it poured down with rain with loads of cake, glitter and dancing…and not forgetting bad decisions involving tequila. A classic.

My July Essentials:

  • Body Shop Skin Defence SPF 50 – For a girl that hates being burnt this was my go to in the heat. Perfect to keep skin hydrated and protected from the sun.
  • Nobody’s Child Black Frill Hem Jumpsuit – light, swishy and the most versatile outfit I own. I cannot live without it.
  • Nyx Liquid Suede Cream Lipstick in Cherry Skies – Okay, so it’s not a ‘summer brights’ but this shade is quickly becoming my everyday go to. Paired with dewy highlighter and a slick of mascara, this is my fave long lasting red.
  • Glitter, lots and lots of glitter – Ebay has been my best friend this month for the glitter stash.
  • Nyx Glitter Primer – You can’t have glitter without sticking it to your face. this is what i used and it was just right for my birthday party. As a bonus, it didn’t ruin my skin when I was scrubbing the sequins off the next morning.

Whenever I switch on the J U L Y playlist, it takes me back to happy dancing times. have a listen to the spotify playlist here

Until next month,

J x


Boy in the photo : Alex