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Framing your Instagram images with Inkifi

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Did I tell you I went to Paris last month? I didn’t? Are you sure….!?

Anyway. I did. And while I was there I took a million and one photos on my phone, which, were of course, uploaded to Instagram. Because I am addicted to Instagram, which I’m also sure you’ve noticed! So when I was given the chance to look at the Inkifi range of products I was all over it! Unlike some companies, they don’t just offer standard square prints, they print cards, posters, books and framed or unframed photos. I picked a framed print (in white) and decided to make a collage of my favourite photographs from Paris.

The site is really easy to use, and they also have an app. The hardest part for me was deciding how many images to include in my print (you can choose from 1, 4, 9 or 16 images) and which images to use! I would normally go for photos of the kids but I wanted something remember Paris with, that was special to me and the man.

The way the print turned out was fab, they emailed me a proof so I could check it over (this is an optional extra, you don’t need to do that) and I just made one tiny adjustment, moving the Eiffel Tower out from the centre and putting us in there, and it was good to go. The quality of the images is amazing, I’ve had some instagram prints that have looked grainy but these are perfect. I love the site, and I think next on my list of products will be the square prints and the greetings cards, the square prints will look perfect lined up on my photo shelf.

Inkifi offer free UK shipping and the delivery is quick! If you’re an Insta-Addict, this website could be dangerous!

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Boujies London Candles

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Anyone who knows me in real life will know I have a candle obsession. When I was younger it used to be about the shape of the candle, I had houses, flowers, animals, and more. They were never lit, just placed on shelves to look pretty. (When I say younger I mean pre-teens!) Now, I am all about luxury candles, the kind that smell amazing, and fill the room. And as much as I like to keep them, once one has finished, I move onto the next. No more saving!

I was introduced to Boujies London at Christmas last year when my Sister and BIL bought us a natural wax candle and room diffuser in Black Dahlia. They are independent perfumers & luxury candle makers, founded in Spitalfields market in 2009. They wanted to re-discover the natural artistry of British perfumery and develop a range of luxury fragrances, all made in England.

I am in love with this brand. Not only are the candles (and room diffusers) amazing, but the packaging is too. The candles come in a variety of containers, such as gold and stainless steel, all embossed with the logo on the lid, or the side. Then they are placed inside boxes inspired by antique English hatboxes, I literally didn’t want to throw anything away! I’ve kept the boxes for trinkets, and once I have finished with the larger steel container from Christmas, I will be using it for make up goodies!

The gorgeous Chelsea Flowers candle that I was sent is like a tiny tin of expensive paint! Once you’ve opened the lid (with a knife, just like a paint pot) you are met with a fresh, flowery, almost summertime scent. With top notes of gardenia blossom, freesia, peony, tuberose and orange blossom blended with a base of vetiver, cashmere woods and musk.

The candles are reasonably priced, starting at £14 for the smaller pots, ranging all the way up to £68 for gift sets.

The whole Boujies London range can be found here.

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With this ring…

The man and I have been married for 13 years this year. My god. I just had to calculate that in my head to make sure I wasn’t adding it up wrong! Thirteen years!!

We (it was my idea obviously!) always wanted to renew our vows when we got to 10 years, but that anniversary came and went without even so much as a blink of an eye and I just didn’t get my finger out to organise it. I’d like to think that we might do it on our 15th wedding anniversary, 20th seems too far away! It happens that our 15th wedding anniversary falls in the same year that I turn 35 and he turns 40 (cough, that’s forty!) we’ve already decided we want to hit New York together for a long weekend for a joint celebration, so it could be a good year for partying!

When I think back to our wedding day, I can remember it all clearly, every second of it, my Dad standing on the back of my dress (both feet) and not knowing if he should jump or hop! (poor sod!) The car being late to pick me up, head butting the seat in front when it stopped suddenly (never mind whiplash I was more concerned that my tiara was knocked sideways!) to the beautiful speeches & the shoes coming off so I could dance! The whole thing was amazing. But, if I was to do it now, it would all be different, but only style wise. My dress would be different, my shoes would be different. And my wedding & engagement rings would certainly be different! Since buying them, all those years ago, I’ve become allergic to them, which really upsets me.

I’m allergic to the nickel in the wedding ring, apparently gold that’s older than a certain year (way to make us feel old!) has a higher nickel content. My engagement ring is white gold, but my skin reacts to the rhodium. So out of three gorgeous rings, I can only wear my eternity ring. Had I known that I would be reacting to them within hours of putting them on, I would have gone for a titanium ring that is suitable for people with allergies. Of all the things I can be allergic to, it has to be expensive jewellery. Says it all really doesn’t it!

Because I have small hands and fingers, I’m thinking of investing in a diamond set wedding ring, which will replace the engagement and wedding band. I can keep it thin enough to sit nicely on my finger net to my eternity ring. Something like this eternity ring. Or this one! The Man is still able to wear his wedding ring (luckily!) but when I do change mine, we want to have matching ones again, he would want something plain, simple and stylish like these men’s platinum wedding rings.

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We actually got married in December, even though it was a beautiful day, we even had a rainbow over the house as my dad and I left, but all the pictures that make me want to re-do it are summer scenes, so I’m thinking a beautiful day in late July or early August, nothing massive, just a ceremony to celebrate fifteen years (or more) of being married to my best friend. I know GG wants us to do it, but that’s so she can be a bridesmaid again! TB is convinced he’s going to marry me when he’s older so he might not be too happy with the idea but I’m sure I can persuade him with the promise of a new tie! (He’s obsessed with wearing ties like grown ups!)

Yup, the more I think about it, the more I want to do it. And we all know I love a project!

Thank you to Wedding Rings Direct for giving me new ideas & something other than hand operations to think about! See my disclosure page for more info.

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Guilty.

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Hands up if you’re the type of person who always feels guilty. *hands up*

If you’re the type of person who tiptoes around others in case you offend them, or say something that they might disagree with. If you’re the type of person who worries too much about what other people think and not enough about what you think.

Yeah, my hands are still up.

You know the things, loving a top but wondering what other people will think about you in it, rather than how you actually  feel about yourself in it. Wanting to say something to someone but biting your tongue because you might rock a boat that you don’t even want to be on. Being paranoid that people are talking about you behind your back, because you dared to think or act differently.

Jesus it’s the biggest pain in the arse ever.

Living my life, for the benefit of others. Makes no sense at all does it? It means I’m not actually living my life at all, what a bloody waste! I am not the type of person who sits around waiting for someone to do something, if it doesn’t get done, I’ll do it myself, but yet somehow I find myself putting me behind everyone else.

Here’s the big thing. No one else cares about the things you care about. And I mean that in the nicest way. Does anyone really care if I wear a yellow jumper? No, of course they don’t! They’re all too busy worrying about the green/blue/pink jumper they want to wear but feel like they shouldn’t. Does anyone notice if I pick up a pair of size 14 jeans rather than a 12? Nope. They’re too busy looking at their own reflection and hoping they look ok. Basically, what I think everyone is judging *me* on, they’re really judging themselves on. We’re all too blinkered to really notice anyone else. I certainly wouldn’t judge someone for having a difference of opinion, so why would I assume they judge me?

It’s exhausting, it really is. And, in the spirit of trying 12 new things during 2014, here’s one of them. I’m going to stop feeling guilty about things. I’m going to say no, and stick with no if that’s what I want and mean. I’m not going to be emotionally bullied into things, if someone doesn’t like what I have to say, then that’s their issue not mine. I won’t go out of my way to be rude (unless you’re taking a leisurely stroll around Sainsburys in which case I will be damn rude) but I won’t be censoring myself in a way that means I don’t get to be me. I am who I am, their choice is to take it or leave it.

Scary steps to take, but pretty important ones I think. I can’t stop people judging me but I can stop it from affecting me. What difference to my life does it make if someone ‘thinks’ something bad about me? None whatsoever! Time doesn’t stop, the world doesn’t stop spinning, my kids don’t stop shouting, everything carries on as it always has. And that’s how I am going to react from now on. With nothing.

Wish me luck.

 

 

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Hey! You there, THANK YOU! x

I’m moody.

Long story short, my 2nd carpal tunnel injection went wrong so I am suffering with really bad pain in my hand, I can’t move my thumb or forefinger, and I have a pins and needles type feeling in them. All this is in my right hand, which means writing is out the window, typing takes me twice as long (hence the lack of proper posts this week) driving is proving difficult AND the husband has been away. (It’s really hard to brush your teeth or do your make up left handed you know, so I’ve looked shit too!) Great timing.

It’s made me a miserable old cow (yes, even more than usual!) but it’s slowly, and painfully, coming back to life. The docs reckon around 2-3 weeks like this, which is just stupid & I’m due to have my op on my left hand soon, so I keep picturing myself without the use of either hand, like a beetle stranded on it’s back type thing…..!

But.

My bloody lovely family and friends have been amazing this last week! I’ve had school run help, dinner cooked for me, lunch made, endless cups of tea, flowers, plants and hot bubble baths. I’ve even had the man washing my hair and he HATES washing my hair! I’ve been looked after so much, and it’s made me realise how lucky I am to have such bloody brilliant people in my life. So, if you’ve been looking after me & you’re reading this – thank you! x

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Dolly Daydream & her Kitchen Aid…!

I’ve just watched Lisa Falkner cook up a pretty basic Victoria Sponge, something that I have nailed perfectly now, although she did give quite an easy recipe, weigh 3 eggs in their shell, and however much they weigh, you use the same amount of butter, sugar and flour. How easy is that to remember?

Anyway! Back to the point of this post. Apart from learning a new way of measuring out ingredients for the victoria sponge, the *only* other thing I noticed was the BRIGHT PINK Kitchen Aid. I have wanted one of these for longer than I can even remember! I’ve always umm’ed and ahhh’ed over the colour I wanted, thinking I’d go for the cream or silver, because it’s such a stylish gadget to have in the kitchen, but who am I kidding?! If I own a Kitchen Aid, I’m going to own it in bright, luminous pink so every single person spots it!

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I love baking, I really do. Cooking, I can take it or leave it. Sometimes my recipes are spot on and I create a great dinner, but I wouldn’t choose to cook a dinner as a way of relaxing. Making cakes or biscuits though, that’s something that I enjoy, and I can switch off while I’m doing it. I’m not one of those earth mothers (sadly) when I’m baking, I’m baking and I don’t want little fingers trying to help me! I know, I know, evil mother alert, whatever! We have days where we do kids baking, and they’re totally in charge of what gets made and who does what, all I do is the oven stuff, so I’m not depriving them of childhood memories. Just to clear that up!

The Boy has asked for a Captain America cake for his birthday, which I’m going to attempt, and I’ve made a smart creation for GG, a Walnut and Coffee cake for my Mum’s birthday, and even a sugar swirl cake for my nieces baby shower last year. They taste good, they (hopefully) look good, and it’s like giving someone a present when I make them a cake, I’m not Great British Bake Off material, no matter what GG says, but I’m quite proud of them!

I’m wondering if I can use my carpal tunnel disaster as an excuse to start saving up for one of these babies? I would be baking every single week, the kids would have homemade biscuits for school, the man would have fresh scones to take to work, anyone who came round would get a slice of cake with their tea, I’d be fattening everyone up wouldn’t I?! Ah, these are one of those dream gadgets, the man is after a massive, fancy, 3d something or other TV with speakers all over the house, and I want a Kitchen Aid. We couldn’t be more stereo-type if we tried could we!? I don’t care, this beauty is going on my wish list and it’s staying there until the day I get one!

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