Motivation of The Day…


When I saw this I thought, now here is a quote that makes me think about my actions. Is the effort that I put forward today going to carry on over to tomorrow? Am I striving to reach my goals?

I suppose the honest truth is, that I am taking itty bitty steps in the right direction. No, I might not be taking giant strides and accomplishing my goals in leaps and bounds . But I am, however, doing little things here and there. Yes it might take me longer but it’s a choice that I am willing to sacrifice for.

Don’t let today or any day for that matter, be a mundane one. Don’t let it be meaningless. And no matter how small a step you’re taking towards your ambitions, it’s a step! Which is the most important thing of all.


Peace, Love and Panda Happiness


People Should Come With A Guarantee…


Guys, somewhere along the line it seems that we have lost the meaning of love. We have forgotten that it takes dedication and hard work to keep a relationship going. That it really does take two. Somewhere, something happened to make our generation a bit skewed. Out of whack, so to speak.

Relationships are dropped as quickly as they started and there seems to be no sense of effort being thrown in its direction. If we simply get frustrated we find a replacement. It’s become that simple. There is nothing out there that pushes us to cherish a relationship more. And unfortunately a marriage certificate hasn’t cut it in recent years.

Therefore ladies and gentlemen, may I propose a little amendment to the book of relationships. Ready? People should come with a guarantee. Yup, you read that right! Just like leasing a car or buying a toaster. If for some reason your significant other is not working properly or has a glitch, then all you need to do is crack out your guarantee and tweak the glitches. It would be like a legally binding contract with bullet points and stipulations. I know how romantic. But hear me out.

So you say your partner isn’t listening to you any more? Well, you can simply take them in to get repaired and then they will be returned with a whole new listening mechanism embedded within their ear canal. Oh you say they have let themselves go? Well the body shop will help you out with alterations to make your partner as good as new. So you say they’re treating you poorly? Well then don’t forget to add a manners course in your guarantee. Something along the lines of, if my current partner treats me poorly ( and this is where the bullet points come in) then they have to take a course in proper relationship courting rituals. Basically you would write a guarantee with points that should not be crossed. And if they are, then the recipient of that guarantee has a certain amount of time to fix their wrong doings. If however the stipulations are not met, then severe consequences would take effect. This guarantee could then graduate to be an academy of sorts. It could totally be like “The Stepford Wives”. And it could be renamed “The Stepford Boot Camp”. Bam!

The guarantee would act as a reassurance policy. How many times have you looked at your partner and said, man I wish he/she would just (insert preferred word here) more. Or, why couldn’t my partner be more attentive? Or, why do they put me down all the time? This would be your reassurance policy to make sure your ass is covered. Maybe this is a harsh outlook on relationships. Maybe I have become cynical as the years have flown by. Or maybe I feel like people in general should have something to protect themselves with. Something to keep their significant others on their toes.

Maybe these guarantees would keep people from throwing in the towel too quickly. Maybe they would make us better individuals instead of letting life and/or your partner pass you by. I have been  accused in the past, of letting myself go when I was in a previous relationship of 5 years. And to be completely honest I did just that. In my head I thought, well this guy isn’t going anywhere so who cares. I stopped dressing up, gained weight and never wanted to do anything. And to be completely honest, I will be the first one to admit that I have made mistakes in relationships, so I would never put all the blame on men. But I do know that I didn’t deserve certain things. Things that can break a person’s soul. And maybe, just maybe, if there was a written guarantee in the beginning of every merger then simply put, perhaps some of us wouldn’t be such cold hearted bastards all the time. Maybe we would fix ourselves more. Or strive to inspire and uplift our significant others instead of becoming resentful of their shortcomings.

All in all I think that everyone should come with a 1 year guarantee. Or a 30 day one, for the most severe of cases. Where the consequences would be dire. Who knows, maybe we would all prove ourselves a bit more, even strive to be the best we could be. Gosh, it all sounds a bit robotic and business like doesn’t it? But maybe a business mentality is what we need to veer towards. I mean, who wants to fuck with a binding business contract? And further more who wants to lose some limbs? Chances are you would work your ass off if you knew that there would be serious consequences to your health or monetary funds.

Think about it… ;-)


Sunday Madness: Boxes, Missing Socks and The Negotiator…



Oh guys, it has been one hell of a week. Actually it has been one hell of a month but this last week was like a whirlwind of chaos and I’m feeling a little light-headed.

Who here hates moving? ME! Between getting boxes, finding a new place and throwing out old crap I have gone right passed annoyed and onto the strongest of emotions which is that of hatred. Moving is by far the least favourite thing to do in life. Ever! And I am going slightly insane. Like Jack Nicholson, One Flew Over The Cuckoos Nest CRAZY! And of course it has ruined my Sunday routine chill out vibe. Boo!

The good news is, that I found a nice studio with a balcony (it’s the little added bonuses that make me happy ) and it’s in a really great area of London. Yup, that’s right guys, this gal is moving out to be on her own. And I can’t wait.

As you know, I’m an only child, so living with a friend for the past three years has finally taken a toll. Don’t get me wrong, I liked the company. But there were a few things that were weighing heavily on me. And it kind of got to me. So the move is very necessary and I can’t wait to make my place a little haven of comfy cosy-ness.

The funny thing is, that I can’t believe I have this much shit. There’s mounds of shit and I have no idea where it all came from. As I started moving things around I noticed random lonely socks all over the place. Normally I would be delighted to be reunited with socks I haven’t seen in ages. But with every sock I found I knew that there wouldn’t be a perfectly timed slow motion frolic and sappy lovey dovey music as I re-introduced each one to their rightful partner. They already knew the fate of the others. And as I pick up each one, they were all limp with sadness knowing that they too would be thrown out. Sobs…

I managed to pack about 10 boxes. Phew! But I have had enough today. So to boost my spirits I decided to watch The Negotiator. You know the one with Kevin Spacey and Samuel L. Jackson. All day as I was packing I had this major urge to watch it. I have no idea why. Maybe I need to brush up on my negotiating skills? Or it’s probably because I just absolutely love Kevin Spacey.

So all in all guys, there is going to be big changes ahead. And I’m feeling a little giddy just thinking about it.



Sunday Vibes and Some Coconut Oil…

The many uses of Coconut oil

Guys, I have been meaning to write this post for a while but I am in the midst of a lot of changes. Work, a course that I am doing on the side and finding a new place. Phew! But I try very hard to write when I can. And Sundays, for me, seems to be the day where my creative juices start flowing. Maybe it’s to do with relaxing. Who knows. But either way I try to relax as much as I can on Sundays. And lately that involves some DIY Coconut treatments. And guys… my eyes have remained wide open ever since the very first time I tried 100% raw organic coconut oil.

I cannot for the life of me figure out why it has taken me this long to get on board the coconut oil train, but now that I have, there ain’t no stopping me! You would literally have to pry me off as my nails grate into the sides of the metal train door!

I first started oil pulling. What’s that, you say? Oil pulling is when you slosh raw organic coconut oil around in your mouth for 20 minutes. I however have not managed to do it straight for the whole 20 minutes (all that sloshing around gets a bit much) so I spit it out after about 5 minutes and repeat the process.  It is great. I know you might think other wise but just do me the favour and try it. It not only is an antiseptic for your teeth, it also is a natural whitener. Not to mention aiding your overall oral hygiene.

Take a look at some of the benefits:

The image above was taken from Fashion Lush. Check out all the how-to’s here.

So there you have it, I am officially a believer. I mean if all it took was coconut oil then I have wasted a serious amount of money all these years. Slightly depressed about that point.

So here are the best of the best DIY beauty treatments using coconut oil.

(P.S.- Don’t forget to click on the images to get all the info on each DIY Treatment!)

Coffee and Coconut oil

Natural Cocoa Lip Scrub

Natural Cocoa Lip Scrub

Coconut oil for hair and skin

Coconut Oil for Hair and Skin

The-Oil-Cleansing-Method Coconut and Lime Foot Scrub

Eyelash Grower

Eyelash Grower

Lip Scrub

Lip Scrub

Coconut Lavender Ingrown Hair Treatment

Coconut and Lavender Body Scrub

Coconut and Lavender Body Scrub

DIY Eye Anti-Aging  Cream

DIY Eye Anti-Aging Cream

Other DIY Uses For Coconut Oil

Other DIY Uses For Coconut Oil

Wise Words To Live By…


Sending a little inspiration out into the universe.


Happy Mother’s Day

Happy mothers day

Today is the day we celebrate all the beautiful Mother’s here in the UK. My mom gets two celebratory days since we celebrate the US Mother’s day as well. But when in Rome, as they say. So I decided to do a little tribute to all the mamma’s out there.

Mother’s are curious creatures aren’t they? They are elusive, in the sense of not really knowing who they are as a person. We only see Momma and not the human being who does everything for us without question.

When I was younger I saw my mom as a person I couldn’t get close to. As an authoritative figure that was put on this earth to make my life a miserable torturous affair. I am pretty sure there were days where she wanted to give up on me. Days where I tested her patience. Days where she wished she could have beaten me senseless. Days where she cried quietly in her room. Days where she just didn’t know what the right move should be or how to handle my rebellious ways. Yet throughout all these times, I never once remember a time where I caught her being vulnerable. Where I saw a tear escape slyly down her cheek. To me, she always appeared strong, tough, strict and loving. And although I never appreciated half of the things that she did for me back in the day. I do appreciate everything whole heartedly now.

My mom’s disciplinary tactics was not to ground me or put me in time out. Her method was that of the spoken word, that was constantly put on repeat. Like that of a broken record. I believe that’s what the definition of nagging is! She nagged. She nagged so much that I dreaded the times where the shit would hit the fan. So I got creative with hiding my rebellious ways, all to avoid her torturous nagging. I would have preferred getting grounded for all of high school than listening to the constant droning screams of my mom on a nagging rampage. My god, my mom could talk for the whole world. And she wouldn’t just point out the things that I messed up on at that time. Oh no! She would remember other instances of my naughty behaviour and throw that into the current nagging session. I am pretty sure she got it from my grandma who was also a nagger. And when both of them got together it was my idea of hell. It makes me actually smile right now thinking about how annoying I was to her. But I know now that she did that to drum it into my head that I need to be a good person. A person with manners, who cared for others, who always should strive for the best that I can be. She did it because she loved me. She did it because her mother taught her to strive to be a good person and she wanted to pass on her lessons down to me.

Now that I am older, she has stopped the nagging. And in fact, she has turned out to be my confidant, my friend. I never thought I would see this day but somewhere along the line she has become this person that listens, gives advice and is my cheerleader. I would never change my momma for any other momma. If it wasn’t for her than I don’t know where I would be in life. Honestly. In fact it was both my Grandma and my mother who have impacted my life greatly. My grandma was the softer version of my mother. She taught me the traditions. How to make her famous bread, how to sew, how to sit with my legs crossed (I was a tomboy) and that I needed to brush my hair 100 times a day to make it beautiful and shiny. My mom was there to teach me that education was important, that reading would make you knowledgeable, that people might not have your best intentions at heart, and that boys were out of the question. These two women grew up in the old tradition of being the woman behind the man. Of being in the shadows. Yet were secretly the strength that actually kept the wheels of the family machine moving. Their job is a thankless one and the toughest job known to man. And they both did it because family was their life, their first love. They did it because they were mothers.

My mom's wedding day

My Mom and my Grandma

My dear lovely mothers, you are the ones who make the world keep turning. You are the glue that holds down the family when times are tough. You hold us in your arms and make us feel safe. You nurture our minds and spirits with love, knowledge and strength. You, only know what the true meaning of unconditional love is. A love that has no judgement, resentment, or jealousy. It is the purest form of love. A love that I have come to cherish more than life itself.

So here is to all the momma’s out there. Whether you are a novice, just starting out on a new adventure or the more wiser of the bunch who know all the secrets there is to know, I wish you all a Happy Mother’s Day.


An Open Letter To Apple, From a Girl Who Wants Some Colour Back In Her Life


Dear Apple,

Firstly I would like to say that I am a huge fan and have been with you since you first started on your journey.

My first every computer was this bad boy…


And since then I have been through all of these old school ones as well…

When you ventured into the new frontier of mobile phones, I too was right there. Now, I am a proud owner of the iPhone 6, after upgrading from the previous iPhone. So as you can see, your products have been with me throughout the decades. But now I am here to say that I have a few bones to pick with you Apple.

I’m sure you are very familiar with your slogan ‘Think Different’. The one that was introduced in 1997. It had a really great copy which was entitled “The Crazy Ones” that was used in your print ads along with snippets of it in your commercials. This spot was critically acclaimed and deserved every positive praise it got.

Here it is in all it’s glory:

“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them.

About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.

While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.”

Now I know you stopped using this copy but it still gets to me. It represented a product that was different from all the rest. It represented the future, the dream of one day using a hoverboard to work kind of future. I now, however, don’t see myself as one of the “creative rebels”. Simply because everyone and their granny’s have an iPhone now. So what makes mine different from the next? How can I make mine, my own?

What I am trying to say is, why aren’t there options to change your screen and your icons? Why can’t I have Marvin the Martian shaped icons if I wanted to? Why aren’t there ways to make my iPhone a rebel? I now feel like a generic robotic ant in an Apple machine that’s blobbing along to your tune. I am a willing follower by the way. But can’t I follow yet be my own creative rebellious soul at the same time? I don’t feel different. I don’t even feel special while holding my iPhone. I want to be able to pimp out my software. I want my keyboard to change colours. I want a bubble to pop up on my screen  when I have a new message in whatever app I may have open and be able to reply right then and there. I don’t want to swipe out of what I am doing to click on my messages and write a response that way. I want to programme my status bar so that when I swipe it to the left my Instagram app pops up, or swipe it to the right to make my whatsapp appear. Or double tap it in the centre and another of my favourite apps comes up.

Now I know you will probably poopoo this idea but have you considered incorporating some features that a jailbroken iPhone can do? I have seen people with a jailbroken phone and my god, the possibilities are endless. Why can’t you offer a subscription or maybe even an app store version and make it legit for goodness sake?! I would gladly pay for something like that. I want to customise the features and software on my iPhone so I can be a “Rebel” a “Crazy one” against the rest of the millions of people who have the same exact phone. Because at the end of the day I am a creative soul who wants my phone to be able to reflect my personality. I want it to be… different.

My next grip is on your camera. Now, don’t get me wrong, I have actually stopped using my Canon DSLR camera because your one is excellent… during the day. But in dark settings I regret not taking out the big guns. I am an avid “iPhoneographer” and I would like to be able to use your phone in any venue that I may be at. I don’t want to get depressed after going to a concert and all my pictures have turned out grainy. For example, when I went to an FKA Twigs concert recently. I tried every trick in the book. Yet I couldn’t get one shot that was even remotely decent. This is mind-boggling to me. Here we are in the 21st century, talking about a manned mission to Mars and I can’t get one decent shot in low-lighting conditions with your phone? There’s something wrong with this picture.

So I have a solution for this, which you will no doubt poopoo again. But here it goes. I think you should invest in creating your own camera. Yes, maybe this isn’t in your plans to rule the world but at least hear me out. Create a camera that can incorporate your much loved photography apps on it. We all know that there are competitions for the best iphoneography photos now. Which means the amount of people using your iPhone for breathtaking shots is astounding. So milk this market to the fullest.

Hipstamatic and VSCOcam just to name two, could be an on screen app in this new camera. I would pay big money for a camera (that can also record HD vids of course) that can also download an app such as hipstamatic where I can then shoot till my hearts content. Where low lighting situations would be a problem left in the past. Where the optical zoom will be so crisp and clean, no one will utter the words grainy and fuzzy in the same sentence as Apple ever again. Just think about all the possibilities Apple! Come on.

Instead of trying to one up the competition with a new iWatch, can’t you concentrate on making your products the best that they can be? Make your existing products untouchable. They once might have been but the race is quite close at the moment.

When the first ever iPhone came out it was amazing. I even remember when it was first announced at the Macworld conference and a giddy excited feeling came over me. I was convinced that I would finally become Jane Jetson, part of a futuristic Jestons family. The Apple/Jestons family. When you talked about apps, I and the rest of the population were like huh? But we went with it, saw your vision and fell in love with it. Apple, I need that ooohhh and aaahhh factor again in my life. I need that Back To The Future moment where I feel giddy like a school girl again. I’m tired of being a grey blob, bobbing around with all the other grey blobs.

I am a round peg that won’t fit in a square hole, a misfit, a rebel, a crazy one. Therefore, I think that it’s only fitting that I should be able to be a shiny sparkling multi-coloured apple amongst all the grey ones.


A girl who fell in love a very long time ago with a colourful little apple