As I look into the mirror I think – whose body is this? It can’t be mine, Dark marks galore and a deep coffee coloured line, That runs all the way down my belly though it isn’t very straight, Fresh burgundy stretch marks and back pain from carrying this extra weight. I haven’t seen my … More 35 Weeks And Counting
Life is all about the choices you make, When stuck at a crossroads, which path will you take? One reads “pettiness” the other spells “maturity”, it’s on you to choose, It’s right or wrong, win or lose. So take a step back, close your eyes, And let me give you a piece of advice. Do … More Be The Bigger Person
He’s an older man, most likely in his early seventies. Smartly dressed in a dark grey and white checkered suit, but you can tell that it’s not a special occasion, he always dresses like this. His arms are crossed and resting neatly upon a rounded stomach that moves up and down with each long breath … More The Man On The Train
My Drafts folder on WordPress is an actual mess. Any OCD sufferers out there, trust me you should count your lucky stars that you’ll never have the misfortune of laying your eyes on it! It’s basically a folder filled with half-finished posts, bullet point lists, quotes that I stumbled upon and considered to be “cool” … More Penny For Your Thoughts
My mind is twisted, I’m hard to read I only reveal what I want you to see. An enigma, a conundrum, a puzzle and riddle Some swear I’m faithful, others call me fickle. My nature is ever-changing, I have no control My heart is unobtainable and so is my soul. But that’s what draws them … More A Dangerous Woman
I’m absolutely, positively, definitely someone who can be accused of having a sweet tooth. With regards to desserts I can never get enough. Cakes, pastries, gateaux, trifles, donuts, brownies, flapjacks, muffins… You name it, I love it! In particular, cupcakes have been my Achilles’ heel for a long time now. And I’m not ashamed to … More Cupcake Fever
Midnight. Tucked up in bed. Face nestled comfortably amid pillows and blanket. Darkness consumes the room. Darkness and the raspy pitter patter sound of rain beating melodiously against the window pane. The storm clouds break overhead. The din intensifies. A sea of aggravated hail stones. A mighty roar. The window pane resiliently braves the precipitation. … More Falling Asleep With The Rain
Girls and makeup go hand in hand, like boys and football, fish and chips, England and rain… Miley Cyrus and scandal! From an early age, we all observed our mothers getting ready in front of their bedside mirrors before a party/function. An assortment of cosmetic products spread out before her like multi-coloured wrapped candies. The … More Dreaming of Being A Big Girl
Just A Small Town Girl... 