A few weeks ago, I was lucky enough to head to Old Street, London for the launch of Maison de Choup's latest line - The Warrior Collection. I've featured Maison de Choup on the blog before right here, where I spoke a little bit about the brands refreshing relationship with mental health. If you've not heard of them before, Maison de Choup are a minimal yet vibrant clothing brand based in London who are growing at a rapid pace. They make gorgeous quality pieces of clothing, all of which I absolutely adore. These pieces, especially those from the new Warrior Collection, work towards spreading the message that we, even those of us who are facing hardships or are struggling with mental illness, are going to be okay. Not only that, but we are warriors.


I'm a very impatient person. If I get the idea in my head that I want to do something or be somewhere, I find it really difficult not to just drop everything and do it immediately. It feels like when I want to do something, it can't wait. I have to do that thing whilst the idea is fresh and bubbling in my head. If I wait, the novelty might wear off or I might lose interest or the motivation to do that thing. Maybe my impatience is a personal thing and is caused by the fact that I have quite a turbulent personality. I pick up new projects and interests very quickly, but I get bored of them even quicker. Things don't hold my interest for very long. I don't like being in the same place for too long or falling into a routine. So, from a personal perspective, I can see where my impatience comes from. However, I do think, outside of just my own personality, that this impatience could be a generational thing. Maybe my lack of patience isn't something which just I experience, but is a new quality being absorbed by millenials everywhere?


If you know me, you'll know that I 'go on' a lot about feminism. I write about it, I read about it, in all honesty I just can't get enough of it. And I'm completely okay with that, because I think that's the way things should be. I think that we should all aspire to go about life as if we can't get enough of feminism. Because embracing equality is something which all of us, women and men alike, should be striving to achieve.


Another month has passed by quicker than ever, but thankfully this one was packed with plenty of wonderful fiction to stretch out the days for me. Where in April I read mostly non-fiction, I decided to change things up in May and knock a few books off of my YA to read list, as well as getting around to reading some graphic novels which I've had my eye on for a while. I made my way through three books and two comics this month - here's what I thought of them all!

22 FACTS AT 22

Before I made the promise to myself that I was going to write a blog post every week in 2017, I used to frequently start my posts with the two cringe filled words 'Hey strangers!'. This was mainly because I used to leave it so long between writing blog posts that it was probable that all of my followers had forgotten who I was in the time since I last posted. That's not happened for a while, but forgive me readers, for I have become slack. So hey strangers! It's been a busy month. My ability to write somehow was temporarily erased from my brain and I've found myself lacking the motivation or ideas needed to put words on paper. But I'm back and ready to stretch my brain and flex my vocab again. So let's start off lightly with a post which, let's be honest, is always fun to write. Welcome to my narcissistic comeback ladies and gents. Let's celebrate with 22 facts about me.


Remember at the start of this year when I said that I wanted to review every book I read in 2017 in it's own little in depth blog post? Well... that's going just swimmingly. Not. Apparently I slightly underestimated how speedy of a reader I'd be this year and how little time I'd actually have to do the respective reviews. I managed to get through April without reviewing any of the books I'd read. However, even though I'm a little behind, I do still have this intense need to write about the pages which I turned last month. You know that age old saying 'if a tree falls in a forest and nobody is there to hear it, does it even make a sound?'. Well, with me, it's more like 'if Lauren reads a book and isn't able to gush about it afterwards to anyone who will listen, is she even a functioning human at all?'. I read a lot of non-fiction in April, something which I seem to be getting more and more into lately. So I thought I'd do a little round up of the three fabulous non-fiction books which I've devoured.


I've always been an over-explorer When I was a toddler, I skipped the crawling stage and went straight from sitting to standing, waddling around on my tiny little legs like I was looking for adventure and nothing could get in my way. Imagine, a kid who is too stubborn to crawl. That was me. And the need to be on the move hasn't stopped since then. From a young age, I always had my head in the clouds, my eyes trained to the sky and my feet planted firmly on the ground. I was born with an inherent lust for adventure.

This lust didn't leave me in toddlerhood either. In fact, it seems to be an infection which has spread through my body completely and taken hold of me. It's a blessing and a curse. I love to be doing new things, moving around and constantly experiencing things. But it's hard to keep up with and I find myself increasingly difficult to please. No adventure is big enough. No feeling is exciting enough. No build up is ever worth it. I've come to accept this as just a sensation that happens within my messy little brain. A need to fulfil this constant gap with the act of living, and the constant disappointment when the gap still stays.