Well, hello, hello!
Wait: this is a bit awkward, isn’t it? I mean, I feel like I haven’t “seen” you all in weeks (Yes, I can see you right now. Be afraid…), but because I scheduled all of my posts in advance for my holiday, you obviously won’t have missed me at all. In fact, you’re probably all, “Oh, HER again,” right now, aren’t you?
(Side note: as always, scheduling posts in advance always makes me really paranoid that something will happen to me while I’m away, but the stupid blog posts will just keep on comin’, like a voice from beyond the grave or something. In fact, such is my level of certainty that any time I get on a plane, I’m NOT going on holiday, but am, in fact, going to my doom, I actually warned my parents not to look at my blog if the plane DID end up crashing. Well, it would’ve been upsetting for them to see me babbling on about lipgloss at a time like that, wouldn’t it?)
(With that said, I think I’m getting better with the whole flying thing: while we were at Glasgow airport, waiting for the outbound flight, I almost bought a book about the mystery of MH370 which, as some of you know, I’ve been obsessed with since it happened. “Ooh,” I thought to myself, “I could read that on the plane!” It was only as I walked away that I realised I’d just had the dumbest idea of my entire life- and I’ve had a LOT of dumb ideas in my life, let me tell you – because, yeah, if you’re scared of flying, you should TOTALLY read the true story of a plane crash WHILE YOU’RE ON A PLANE, shouldn’t you?)
Anyway, we got back in the early hours of Sunday morning, and because of all of those scheduled posts, this is the first time I’ve sat down to write a blog post in a couple of weeks now. I actually think that makes this trip my longest blogging break ever – I normally can’t resist popping in to write something while I’m away, but this time I couldn’t have even if I’ve wanted to, because the laptop died on day 3, leaving me with just my phone… and OK, there were computers in the hotel I could have used, but I decided to just enjoy the break, instead. I can’t really claim it was a digital detox of some kind (and not just because that phrase makes me cringe a bit) because I was obviously Instagramming my little heart out the entire time, but it WAS a complete blogging break, so that has to have been good for me, right?
Well, maybe not: I mean, I’d like to say I’ve come home all refreshed and ready for action, but, as usual, I’ve come home with a suitcase full of laundry and an almost overwhelming desire to clear out my closet, instead. I have no idea why this happens to me, but I always, ALWAYS seem to return from vacations with a renewed urge to organise things, and the fact that I’ve just gone onto eBay and ordered a bunch of vacuum bags to help me do it, tells me that urge is still going strong, apparently. Yeah.
On the subject of closets/clothes, before I went on holiday I mentioned that I hadn’t really been into my usual retro-inspired style lately. I wasn’t sure if the warmer weather would change that, and have me back in my dresses and heels again, but… not really, no. I DID take some dresses and heels with me, and I wore everything I took, but for the most part I’m still really enjoying dressing a little more casually, and sticking to the basics/classics/whatever you want to call them. This outfit is a fairly typical one from the trip: we were really fortunate with the weather, which was mostly really sunny and warm, but we did have a few slightly overcast days on our first week, and because I seem to feel the cold easier than most, I’d taken a selection of jeans, sweaters and lightweight jackets with me, just in case. In fact, to be honest, I pretty much took EVERYTHING with me “just in case”: this is why I’ll never have a capsule wardrobe, no matter how much time I spend organising it – I like to be prepared for anything!