Kasabian Summer Solstice

Hey everyone! 

Sorry I haven't been blogging much, I've just been so busy with my new job, university summer homework etc. So, on the 21st of July I attended a much needed mini- festival. Kasabian, for the first time ever played in our home town, Leicester. I've been waiting for almost ten years for this to actually happen, and they didn't disappoint. Actually that was a lie... I was too fucking drunk to remember. I couldn't even hear the music but I was dancing- badly. I'm not much of puller, but I pulled too. Unfortunately, he never called back-Awkward... I'm not naming and shaming readers!

So back to the topic at hand...
This was actually my first mini music festival and I was stuck on what to wear and also strapped for cash. I pulled my wardrobe doors back- gazed along the long lines of history of memories... that dress I wore to my first house party... Christmas in that top... those jeans my dog peed on... Hmmm. I wanted to look bright, colourful and to stand out from the crowd.
I mixed up my little concoction from clothes I already had. I followed on trends the colour blocks and clashes.
I wore a purple chiffon skirt from River Island from a couple years back, I paired this up with a Yellow crop top from Topshop, and my White Dr Martens. I didn't know what accessories to wear but I thought stick with the bright colour theme. I got a flowered headband from Claire's Accessories, and a Blue Tassel bag from River Island to create a bright, bold, festival fevered look. It just goes to show that you don't need to keep buying, have a rummage girls and bash it all together!


Ronnie

xoxoxo

Ruby.

Today is my mum and dad's Ruby wedding anniversary, and if you're not familiar with years connected to precious stones and metals...they've been married 40 years. 

I've grown up in a generation where sadly, a lot of people my age live in single/divorced parent families, so I consider myself to be incredibly lucky to have both of my parents still together. 

I've been with my other half for three years and that feels like such a long time, but forty years is a whole lot longer, it's beautiful that two people can still love each other as much as the day they met. 

My parent's were my age when they married, twenty years old. I can't imagine being married at this age. 

My parents are the perfect example of true love. They show you don't need to always hold hands in public or kiss hello or goodbye. The love is there for everyone to see with a simple look or smile. It has become clear to me over the past week just how much they adore each other. 

On Monday, my dad was admitted to A&E (for reasons I won't go in to) and as I arrived at the bay he was in, I could see the look of pure fear in my mum as she struggled to realise that her husband was sat there. Tears in her eyes, blotchy red chest and no smile, all my dad had to do was just smile or wink at her and you could see the fear weaken inside her. 

My sister Kelly and I struggled to come up with ideas of what we could get them to celebrate today, that was until I was speaking with my mum and she sadly said 'I won't get a cake for my anniversary' and there it was, the idea. We were left a little broke after buying the cake and I was left tired after sneaking around trying to transport the cake to my gran's house to home without my mum knowing what I was doing, and only a provisional driving licence in my purse. 

40 years, 14 609,688 days and still going strong. 

I love you mum and dad. 

E x 

Travel bucks.

As I arrived home from university for the summer, I had one thing floating around in my mind..'how do I survive off £25 a month?' 

I can't. It's impossible. 

Being the 20 year old, bus travelling, pauper student, £4.20 day pass person I am it's impossible to make £25 stretch over seven days. 

With the rugby season over, I was left without a job. Without a job and without eye candy rugby players. As you would have seen from Ronnie's previous post, we are planning on travelling the world. 2017 is our year. But saving money from such little a weekly budget is proving difficult. 

But alas! After applying for copious job applications I found myself once again employed...Ellie is once again 'Ellie- queen of the bar' 

As happy as I am, I'm still not 100% sure I can make this happen when I pay £65 a week rent plus bills, tv licence, wifi and food shopping. 

I guess I could become 'Ellie- dog walking extraordinaire' or 'Ellie- princess of the car boot' 

It will happen, it will happen. 

E x

Soon To Be Globe Trotters

This week, Ellie and I delved into our minds on what we could do with ourselves. Of course, It's always been the most unreasonable and most expensive option, give or take the Mc Donald's infamous toffee sundae. As we soaked up the sun in a 03 Plate Ford Ka, contemplating how to make our lives that more purposeful and important, well we decided...

I've always been a big traveler. I love embarking on the unknown, preferably some where hot with a glass of wine. I turned to Ellie with a huge smile on my face, "Let's go travelling!" I shouted.
Myself and Ellie went to Greece one summer for a week. A small, quaint island called Kefalonia. I knew we could handle each others' company for maybe even 3 months! Great. I have my best friend, the sunshine, and oh wait... pittance.
Our minds pondered the imaginary blue oceans, the impeccable beaches, and our own fond thought of us with fabulous golden tans. *Burst Bubble* Wait... One problem- Money.
Back to reality, we both worked out the costs of a package deal to go travelling, estimation of around 2k-3k each...

Question... Where are we going to find this money?

So Ellie and I have decided to set a realistic goal. We need to save the money, cut down on silly shopping and expensive nights out. We have also started to planning to create paintings, selling our unwanted goods at car boots and also sacrificing some of our own social time. I think this will be worth it!

2017 Here we come!