Ten Years

Ten years is a very long time. It’s between 56-60 dog years. Or if you prefer to count in human terms it’s 120 months. That’s 521.49 weeks (thanks Google) Or 87,600 hours. Whichever way you look at it, it’s a serious chunk of time. And it’s exactly how long I’ve spent with this fella:   […]

WE BOUGHT A HOUSE!

The month was June, the day was Tuesday and I was spending it with Nikki as she was in England for a short while. As we walked along the Thames, my phone rang. “Hello Amy, it’s Annabelle, just calling to let you know that the vendor has accepted your offer”. I stopped dead in my […]

Recognising Travel Privilege

I love blogging, I love travelling – so the fact that travel blogging exists makes my heart incredibly happy. I’m able to read about adventures from all of the metaphorical corners of the globe, whilst sitting in my blanket with a cup of English Breakfast Tea. I’m able to discover people’s stories and learn about […]

Representation Matters

I recently wrote a post dedicated to women and in that post, I mentioned that I didn’t really have a role model growing up. My exact words were: “I didn’t grow up with any female role models. The closest thing I had was Lara Croft, but to be honest she was a rich adventuring woman whose […]

International Women’s Day: An Ode To Women

When I opened my laptop earlier today to start a new blogpost, I was intending to write about a day trip that I took. But the more I’ve been staring at my keyboard, the more I realise that I don’t want to talk about where I travelled to, I want to talk about the people […]

How Travel Ignited My Burnout Recovery

Fatigue, migraines, loss of appetite and an immune system which betrayed my, previously celebrated, record of minimal sick days. It was official. Burnout had caught me in its exhaustive clutch. Anxiety which I previously only felt in awkward social situations crept into other areas of my life and contaminated spaces where I usually had confidence, […]

Motorcycle Trip: Kent To Reims

Day one of riding around France was a long one. The day started with us waking up exceptionally early, packing up the panniers and me swinging my leg over before we rode off into the sunrise… Kind of. And by kind of, I mean that that story may have included a slight lie because the […]

My Shop Is Live!

Is it possible to be dead and alive at the same time? This is the question I find myself asking myself (because we’re all totally guilty of talking to ourselves amirite?) as I lay in the bath soaking away the stress of a weeks worth of 2am bedtimes, and as I lay there slowly turning […]

An Ode To Blogger Boyfriends

We don’t take advantage of you as much as the internet says we do but you are our handbag-holding, angle-finding photo-taking saviours. You’re more than an assistant but do way less work than a business partner. You listen to us talk about flat lays, SEO, WordPress themes, helpful plugins and ERMAGEEEEHD SO AND SO JUST LEFT […]

My First Tattoo

Think before you ink. It’s a mantra I have been repeating to myself for years. Not because I’m particularly afraid of committing to having something which will be on me for the rest of my life, but more because when you choose to get something which will be on you for the rest of your […]

Body Confidence

Words can heal, words can inspire, words can defend, and words can unite. But when the words you are hearing are; “You alright there fried eggs” “You’d look so pretty if you didn’t have that wonky tooth” “Wheyyy, check out those thunder thighs” Words can hurt. Words hurt so much more than people realise, and […]

Back In Bangkok

  From the moment my feet stepped outside of the airport doors I knew I was in trouble. The sound of traffic grew louder, the smell of hot concrete grew stronger and the familiar heat swaddled me in its ever-sticky embrace. I had landed in Bangkok and I was in trouble because in mere minutes […]

When Are You Having Kids?

If I had a pound for every time somebody asked me when I was going to have children, I’d have enough money to settle the lawsuits which came from stitching their mouths shut. It’s a funny old question isn’t it? One that seems harmless enough yet is such a personal pry into somebody’s life. I […]

Growing Up

Growing up is difficult, because it’s so easy to let other people dictate who you are.     Growing up I was always told that I was “too” much. I was “too loud”, “too muscly”, “too opinionated”, ‘too confident”. Basically I was “too” anything if I had a characteristic that another person didn’t like, and for an […]

Why ‘Toothbrush Travels’?

If you’re reading this and you write a blog then you already know that naming a blog is bladdy difficult… But if you’re reading this as somebody who doesn’t blog, then I’m going to tell you this: Naming a blog is harder than naming a baby. I know, I know, bold claim. The thing is, when […]

Three Year Bloggiversary

If you told me three years ago that I’d be able to sit here and say “HEY YOU GUYS TODAY IS MY THREE YEAR BLOGGIVERSARY!” I’d tell you you were mad and then laugh you out of the room because everybody who knew me knows that my interests used to change quicker than the English weather. Yet […]

Why So Smear-ious?

Time flies doesn’t it? I mean one minute you’re going to school with your skirt folded over itself like fifteen times so that it doesn’t reach your knees and you’re wearing footless tights (because hahahah who actually wore leggings back then) and your eyes are covered in ALL the Barry M dazzle dust, and then […]

Seven

When I woke up this morning I planned to write a post about our winter escape. I planned to write about the purity of snow. I planned to write about ice-caves and skiing and the crunch that accompanies each snowy footstep. But then I went to work. And I had a manic (and not in […]

Beauty Isn’t Applied

Hi. My name’s Amy and this is my face. You may be thinking “I already know what you look like silly” or “my word you look rough” and if your first thought was the latter, then you are part of the reason I am writing this post. The other day I was walking through my […]

Travel Tales: Repatriation

I didn’t realise how hard repatriation would be. I didn’t realise that once I had seen my family, my friends, and eaten as many quintessentially English things as my stomach could handle, that I would miss the infusion of unknown flavours. I didn’t realise that when I came home, it wouldn’t feel like home any more.   […]