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Last week I was in one of my favourite places on Earth down in the West Country, where it's all about sun, sea and surf. Don't get me wrong, I love laying on a Greek beach sipping on a cocktail as much as the next person, but honestly, I'd rather be sitting cross legged in the sand watching my brother surfing. The weather was pretty perfect for unpredictable Great Britain as well, which probably helped with my blissful mood... I might not have been as enthusiastic had I been sat inside everyday watching the rain running down the windows.
Weather aside, there's so many things I love about Devon & Cornwall. The people are so friendly (not to mention tanned) and it's perfectly acceptable to approach a stranger and strike up a conversation about their dog... Something I have discovered some people aren't so keen on further North of the country.
Also, everywhere smells so nice. It's either pasties, sea air or general countryside, even if 'general countryside' smells consist a bit of sheep/cow pats, I quite enjoy it. It smells healthy. Weird that I just wrote that but lets go with it.
I also didn't wear make up the whole time I was there, and didn't feel like a massive troll. If anything I felt better! Everyone there is make-up & care free. I didn't touch my liquid eyeliner or put on a smidgen of lipstick all week... and now I never want to again. I've managed it for one day so far, but I know the pressures of East Anglia life will lead me to delve in my make-up bag once more and go back to my draining 40 minute make up routine.
Lastly, I'm not an alcoholic, I hardly even go out drinking, but I do enjoy that it's not frowned upon to have a cider at mid day. I'd certainly like the option, and it was an option that I took severe advantage of.
Alas, I am back to Earth with a bump. This week I'm moving house & going back to work. I actually moved yesterday and cried all afternoon and evening, and as a result have one huge puffy eye. I'm a massive home bird you see and am not ashamed to admit that I love to be around my comforts, family and animals more than anything else (in other words I have major attachment issues.) However, I'm 26 next month, and feel like it's getting socially unacceptable to live with my parents. Lets hope I'll make it. It's touch & go.
#prayforhelen
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