Five Things I Did In July

It seems like ten minutes ago that I was writing my June roundup, yet here I am writing my July one so I guess July happened in that ten minutes? Here in the UK the weather has been glorious all month aside from a few thunderstorms in the past couple of days; I know it's sometimes a little too hot and people hate it, but personally I'm absolutely living for it. The sunshine makes such a difference to my mood and attitude and although I'm a little sad for my struggling garden, I'd love it to stick around for August too. Anyway, here's what I got up to in July:

I went to my third Blog At The Beach event. Blog At The Beach is a bi-annual blogger event run by Ice Lolly and they really know how to throw a good event. This time coincided with the England World Cup quarter-final, which they showed on a big screen and it really added to the holiday atmosphere. I got to see some of my favourite blogging pals (Ashton, Rachel and Vix to name a few), meet some new faces and drink cider in the sunshine.

I got a new car. Sadly, at the beginning of the month, my car died (well, it spectacularly failed it's MOT and I was informed I could pay a lot to have it fixed, but it would probably fall apart in the next year). I was very sad about it because my little old lady Honda Jazz was my first car and I was really rather attached to it. However, I soon cheered up because I got a new car and I absolutely love it. It has a digital speedometer and excellent air conditioning. (And that previous sentence sums up the kind of things I get excited about...)

I co-founded HEY Bloggers. There'd been a few of us local bloggers meeting up regularly for coffee and outfit snaps and this month we started a local blogging network for Hull and East Yorkshire. We're currently planning our first event and have heaps of exciting things in the pipeline. Much excite. Oh and shameless plug, if you fancy following us we're @hey_bloggers on Instagram and Twitter. ALSO if you're local (or even if you're not but are willing to travel) come along to our event, the ticket link is on the Hey Bloggers Twitter and Instagram.

I got into the World Cup. This isn't really anything revolutionary because I always get into the World Cup, but (don't hate me), I usually back Portugal. There's a very boring story behind why (and shock, it's not because I fancy Ronaldo) but I've basically supported both Portugal and England since I was about 10. This time though, Portugal were knocked out so early and England did so well that I actually got really invested in England. I honestly don't know how people deal with following football every week, there are too many emotions.

I explored a new city. Despite having heard amazing things and it only being a short train journey away, I'd never been to Sheffield until this month. I explored it with Rachel, who is a Sheffield veteran so was able to take us to some excellent spots. We pretty much just went from coffee to lunch to cocktails and that's my kinda day. If anyone would like to join me in starting a petition to open something similar to The Winter Gardens in Hull, please let me know.

What did you get up to in July?

Amy x

Why Your Late Twenties Are Better Than Your Earlies

At the age of twenty-seven years, seven months and twenty-two days old, I have come to accept that I am no longer in the mid-twenties age bracket and probably haven't been, in fact, for the past seven months and twenty-two days. I am officially in my late twenties and thirty doesn't seem all that far away, particularly if time continues to hurtle past at the alarming speed it has done so far this year. Getting older is still seen as something we should dread and I'll admit I'm the first to wince when I tell anyone my age, as if it's a bad thing. But actually, my only experiences of getting older have been good ones; I'm much happier now than I ever was in my early twenties and I'm only excited for the future, despite the fact that future Amy will be even older. Here's why my late twenties is my favourite stage of life so far:

I'm more sure of myself. When I think about the Amy of five years ago, I don't think of an adult. I found my early twenties a very odd transitioning stage where I didn't feel like a child anymore, but I was still nervous and unsure of myself around adults because I didn't feel like one of those either. When I first entered a full-time working environment I was shy, awkward and actually not very good at holding any sort of conversation with people I didn't know. I'm definitely still awkward and shy, but I'm sure of myself and confident both in my work and in making conversation with adults because newsflash, I am one. 

I have more direction. I think it's rare that anyone knows what they want to do with their life at such an early age and it's very disorienting to leave university and essentially have to get on with it, all the while fending off questions about what you're going to do next. I didn't have a clue what to do with my life, where I wanted to end up or have a five year plan. For me, things sort of fell into place and I've ended up settling where I didn't think I would, with a job that I didn't think I wanted (disclaimer: I now want it very much). Because I'm more settled, I have more of an idea about where I want my life to go in the next few years, how I want to progress in my career and how I'm going to go about achieving those things.

I'm over pretending to be anything I'm not. As a girl in her early twenties I was considered a bit weird if I didn't want to go out with my friends and get horrendously drunk somewhere we couldn't even hear each other speak. Now I'm a bit older, it's generally more accepted and I feel I can be honest when I don't want to do something rather than either making up a lame excuse or just going along with the crowd and doing it anyway. If someone can't accept me as I am, they're not a friend worth having.

I don't care about what other people think (as much). I can't pretend I don't completely care what people think, I'm actually very much a people pleaser. However, I certainly care much much less, particularly when it comes to my appearance and what people think of the way I dress. My confidence has grown so much in the past few years, which has helped me care much less about other people's opinions of me.

I'm excited for the future. It's not that I wasn't excited for the future when I was younger, it's that I had no idea what it would hold and no idea whether I'd be happy about it or not. Now, I'm not about to tell you I've become a psychic, but I'm excited for things to come that I'm guessing may happen and even if the shit hits the fan I know I have people around me who'll keep my spirits up and I'm happy that I have those people in my life.

What's been your favourite stage in life so far?

Amy x

Photos: Emma

Which House Plant Is For You?

Over the past few years, I've acquired a rather large collection of house plants and I do love to share pictures of said house plants on Instagram/my blog/anywhere I possibly can really. One of the most frequent comments I get on any plant picture I post is 'I can never keep house plants alive', which inspired me to write this previous post and brought me onto the more specific topic I'm going to talk about now...which house plant is for you? There's no point in buying a house plant that needs watering every single day if you're going to forget and there's no point in buying one that thrives on sunlight if you live in a dark flat so this post is for any budding plant ladies out there who maybe aren't quite sure where to start out in the house plant world.

I Think I Have Fashion Block

Top - Primark | Trousers - Primark (both current) | Sandals - Asos

If you're a blogger or a writer of any kind, I'm sure you're familiar with writer's block. I had a case of it earlier in the week; after attending Blog At The Beach at the weekend I was super motivated to get my blog on, but turns out I had nothing to say. Now I do have something to say though and it's about a different kind of block altogether - fashion block (doesn't have quite the same ring to it does it?).