This week I was reminded by Facebook's handy little On This Day feature (which I very rarely check out of fear of past embarrassments resurfacing), that it's been an entire year since I graduated. A whole year, which has flown by in what has felt like a matter of days. I've always heard people say that as you grow older, time starts to pass a little faster each year, but the speed at which this past year has flown by has been a little scary. Regardless, seeing the photos of me and my uni friends decked out in our graduation robes and hats, and realising that that memorable day was 365 days ago, gave me a bit of a wake up call. I graduated a whole year ago... so what on earth have I been doing all of this time?!


I've never been much of a person to get super dressed up for a night out. I much prefer wearing flats and I love any excuse to opt for jeans over teeny dresses. That being said, Christmas makes going out a whole other story for me. As soon as it gets to mid-November, I literally flip from my usual, casual self, into a sequin wearing, glitter covered queen. I adore dressing up for dinner, drinks, an evening out or any kind of occasion in December. And it's never too early to get outfit planning, right?


It feels like it's been absolutely forever since I wrote my last 'what I read post'! Actually, unlike every other month this year, the entirety of October seemed to drag on for an unbelievably long time. I think it may be because I wasn't running around as much throughout the month as I usually am, and spent many more minutes clock watching at my desk. I did, however, have time to get through a few books this month. I read a grand total of 5 books. 2 fiction books, 1 non-fiction and 2 glorious children's books. And yes, I'm completely sticking to the idea that a children's book counts in my grand total of books read throughout the year. They're still books! So, here is what I read in October, picture books and all.


I loved to dress up when I was a kid. Or maybe it was more that my parents enjoyed dressing me up? Either way, I was often found running around the house in some form of costume, whether it was a princess gown on a Friday night, an elf costume on Christmas day or a spooky costume for Halloween. My mum was always a bit of a sowing machine whizz and she'd often make my costumes for me from scratch. Her crafting skills won me best dressed at my Brownie Christmas party when I turned up as a Christmas tree, complete with tinsel and a star on top. I was the definition of extra, but I liked it that way.


I did it! I actually managed to post on the blog for an entire month! Well, 30 days, but I promise there's going to be a super spooky Halloween post up tomorrow to round things up. I've always looked to people who daily blog and been completely in awe of them, so I'm honestly so proud of myself that I've managed to do it for a whole month. October has, as you may have guessed, been a month which was mainly spent working from my laptop. I only decided that I was going to do Blogtober a couple of days before October began, so most of my posts were only written the day before they went live. It's been a tough one for sure.


“Why does one begin to write? Because she feels misunderstood, I guess. Because it never comes out clearly enough when she tries to speak. Because she wants to rephrase the world, to take it in and give it back again differently, so that everything is used and nothing is lost. Because it’s something to do to pass the time until she is old enough to experience the things she writes about.” – Nicole Krauss


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I'm going to talk about something which I'm sure that every single one of us has been a culprit of, if not recently, then at some point in our lives. I know that I myself have been a culprit of this specific thing in the past more times than I can count. This is a post which is mainly for the girls, however, I guess boys would do well to pick up some tips from it too. This little thing which I want to talk about, is ending girl on girl hate. It's the concept of lifting up your sisters, rather than comparing yourself to them and dragging them down in the process. It's the idea that, in order for girls to thrive in this society, we need to learn how to respect each other before we can muster respect from everyone else.