21 December 2012
Last weekend the girls and I met up for our annual Christmas night out which we have been doing since we where 15. Every year we pick a different restaurant, organise the secret Santa and party the night away. It is even more so special now, due to us all living in different cities, and unfortunately for Harriet and Kat now living in the southern hemisphere, they were unable to attend. This year we headed to Brighton Proud ballroom, and had a gorgeous 3 course meal, whilst we were entertained by burlesque dancing, and an act that involved hula hoops, nipple tassels, and not much else. We even learnt a dance routine to One Direction. You don't get much better than that. Thanks girlies.
(Photo’s stolen from Brighton Prouds facebook page)
10 December 2012
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6 December 2012
Hi guys, I have been toying with different ideas for a while now, and what I wanted this little space to be about. Since I have started blogging I have enjoyed being able to look back at the pictures and memories I have documented and I look forward to keeping this space as my own personal life diary, hence why I have decided to launch a sister site from this little baby. It is still a work in progress, but I aim to capture inspiration, magic and ideas from around the web and to document my favourite things, and hope you will join in to. I love trawling the internet for different idea's, pretty pictures and inspiration for my own imagination, so this is my platform to get started, and I hope you will follow me along the way.
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3 December 2012
I love me some Christmas over here, so I couldn’t wait to go and get the tree and get cracking with the decs. After waiting patiently all day Saturday (or not so) for Si to finish work, we ran out of time, so we spent Sunday afternoon searching for our perfect little tree. For some reason we passed a cute little area, at the side of the country road selling trees, and headed straight for B&Q, where I immediately felt guilty for giving my money to them, and not the little business on the side of the road. So I have given myself a mental slap, and have promised myself that I will not do the same next year. (Promise)We spent the evening hanging fairy lights, watching Elf and talking about how we just can’t wait to Christmas this year. That’s right, I have officially turned Si into a Christmas lover, and I couldn’t be more excited to spend it together again.