After almost a year and planning TWO weddings, I couldn’t believe it was finally time to go and get my dress, finish work for a while and go to Iceland. I picked my dress up the night before and the girls who made the alterations and pressed it for me carefully folded it into a suitcase with lots of crete paper.
We had four suitcases between us and full hand luggage. In addition to everything we needed for two weeks away from home, we had our wedding clothes, travel friendly cake and all the decorations we needed for the tables. I knew us getting married was the only thing which mattered but I desperately hoped my dress would get there in one piece (I’m not sure my subtle fragile tape was obvious enough).
It’s been 3 months since our wedding but it feels like ages ago. You wait for it for a year and then before you know it the day is finished and it’s just a memory, albeit a great one. I didn’t write much about my wedding prior to it, because it was difficult not to give anything away but I thought it would be fun to write about it in more detail over a series of posts.
Our cake(s) were made by Choccywoccydohdah and I wrote a bit about the process in an earlier post. When we completely changed our plans and eloped, we had to solve several problems, including how we would get this wedding cake to Iceland. We spoke to all the airlines, airport security and freight companies but as soon as I saw it finished I realised that would have been a complete nightmare. The cake was so stunning and detailed, trying to lug that across the Atlantic with us would have made me a nervous wreck.
The weekend before we were due to fly out, we drove to Brighton to collect our cakes. We carefully packaged the small one to come to Iceland and had the big one with our family, it felt so wrong cutting it but that moment really did mark the start of our wedding adventure.
I go through phases of wanting to write about certain topics and at the moment it’s travel, probably because we just booked our next adventure and it feels like a million years away, so getting nostalgic about my honeymoon is helping.
After our mini road trip to the South East, we stayed local for a few days and just enjoyed lounging around in geothermally heated hot tubs and pools. We’re normally always on the go so this trip felt really laid back for us, although I think this would still be considered not enough relaxing on honeymoon by some. Different strokes!
For almost a decade I’ve been moaning about my tattoo, a wonky shooting star in the worst shade of magenta you can imagine, which had absolutely no meaning whatsoever to me and looked as though it was done in prison with a biro.
This year I finally decided I would do something about it and get it covered up. I knew I wanted a kawaii / Disney style so enlisted my friend Kayleigh -a tattoo veteran- to help find the perfect artist. I was more than willing to travel as I couldn’t afford to get this wrong a second time but as luck would have it Ali, a Disney loving tattoo artist with a portfolio full of exactly the style I was looking for, worked in a town an hour or so away from us.
A few days after the wedding, we had finally caught up on sleep and I felt human again. We didn’t have any fixed plans but decided to get in the car and drive from where we were in Þingvellir national park along route 1. Route 1 is the ring road which takes you around the entire island and through some insane scenery. To drive from Reykjavik to the South East corner of the island takes about 5 hours, but takes you past famous waterfalls and eventually glaciers and the glacier lagoon, Jökulsárlón. The glacier lagoon is one of my absolutely favourite places on the planet, after we visited the Summer before. When we spent Christmas in Iceland with my family and I really wanted to take them there but blizzards meant we got about half way on the icy road before having to admit defeat and turn back.
We both wanted to go again but weren’t sure if we could face the drive, so decided to just get in the car and see where we ended up.
I stopped eating meat when I was around 13, but over the years I’ve got into some really bad habits. My family aren’t vegetarian so I didn’t learn to cook vegetarian meals from anyone and instead I’ve pretty much just substituted meat from ‘normal’ meals with Linda McCartney sausages, potato and lots of dairy.
It’s had a negative impact on my weight, skin and general eating habits but over the past year I’ve made lots of improvements and began cooking more. In recent months I’ve started cooking vegetarian meals from scratch and have gotten completely obsessed with it, I love learning how to do new things in the kitchen.
I thought it would be good to document my culinary adventures here. The old me would totally have created a new blog for this purpose but sticking to my new -blog- year’s resolution I’m going to ignore the fact this doesn’t fit with my usual content and post it here occasionally *rocks back and forth*.
I have an ever-increasing number of cacti and succulents dotted around the house and garden but am really not green fingered. I attempted to plant some flowers in a border outside our house this year and fried them by covering them in water during the heatwave. Needless to say, I haven’t attempted vegetables yet but my husband -still not used to calling him that- does every year and I’m always happy to help with some quality control.
I’m one of those irritating British people who winge that it’s always wet and we don’t get a Summer, then complain non stop about the heat when we get it. I’m realising there’s definitely a reason I love cold countries and that whilst 35° is all well and good on holiday in a villa with aircon, it’s not so great when you’re trying to work and not look like Monica in that Friends scene, every damn day.
I’m more than partial to gleaming highlight and dewy foundation but at the moment I’m reaching for any mattifying product I can get my hands on.
Having seen this featured on the blogs a fair bit of late, I decided to check it out when passing the NYX counter which is strategically located on my route through town making impulse purchases difficult to resist.
After reading Alison Elle’s post about a drugstore event she visited, I had my eye on the new Makeup Revolution palettes she photographed and decided to give one a try.
I ordered one of the Ultra palettes with the gorgeous marbling, in Hot Spice.
So straight after my 1 year of blogging post where I state I’m going to write about anything I feel like from any topic … Here’s another post about lipstick. What can I say? I have a bit of an addiction and there are a further 5 I’ve bought recently which need their own moment on here.
If you are curious about my stance on the brand itself, I shared my feelings about Kylie Cosmetics in a separate post. I will be reviewing this product purely on it’s own merit, but would suggest reading the other post first to get a bit of background.
There’s been a lot of controversy about this shade, with customers reporting their bottles arrived half empty and that it was a particularly disappointing product for them. I’m happy to say mine arrived completely full and TL;DR I quite like it.
Today marks 1 year of blogging and I’ve been reflecting about the past year. I’m a perfectionist and pretty private person who overthinks everything. I’ve seen a lot of posts from other bloggers about their goals for the year and they usually involve their stats, maybe going to events or posting regularly but for me, I only had one; To not delete my blog.
I’m nearly 30 and more at peace with my idiosyncrasies than ever before but there’s no denying the way I think can make things like blogging and social media tricky. If I feel like something is outdated, or not as good as it could be I don’t like to have it around. That combined with feeling exposed or being ridiculously critical of myself means I’ve deleted and remade my social accounts more times than I can even remember.
A year later and despite feeling the urge on many occasions, I’ve not deleted my blog. I’ve struggled with seeing it as a progressive thing which I improve over time, wanted to completely start over and lived through the awkward feeling of ‘real life’ people finding it, but as time has passed it’s become a hobby I enjoy too much to part with.
My overactive mind isn’t content though and now my blog is firmly here to stay, my new challenge is trying not to overthink what I’m writing about.