Today's review takes us off piste. I have a backlog of products to review and I'm busy updating the Sophie's Voice business plan at the moment. I've been talking about working towards blog profitability for a while but I needed a little assistance and inspiration. Well, last month I got it. I can't thank my … Continue reading Tuesday review…
I'm writing a review about products I actually want to check out this week. I needed the opportunity to treat myself and washing detergent is lovely but it doesn't feel much like retail therapy. I am getting older. "No!", you say, "she's like Peter Pan". Well even Nevermind gets forgotten, dear readers...or becomes the nightmarish … Continue reading Review Tuesday: Caudalie Makeup Removing Cleansing Oil, Thermaliv Soin Nuit Night Cream and AfterSpa Magic Makeover Cloth…
I have just had a wonderful day. Really, truly delightful - so delightful, in fact, that I forgot the date. What's in a date, anyway? It's just a number, after all. However, without dates and holidays and big, pertinent events, blogs would probably dry up. There's only so much that I can draw on from … Continue reading What to do on a Friday 13th – “Get out of the Water”!
Skimming my Facebook On This Day posts this morning, I spotted this classic from last year - "To the little shit who tore my daughter's Easter bonnet apart... In 20 years time she will come for you. In the silence of the darkest, coldest night. This is your warning. I hope you spend the rest … Continue reading Help! Sometimes I’m the type of mum I hate…
I rarely do reviews - although, if you want to read some, I recommend - but I was sent a goodie bag from the kind people at Ecover last September. I've only just got round to writing this review because I had moved into a new flat with a new (to me) washing machine and … Continue reading Review Tuesday – Ecover non-bio laundry liquid and concentrated fabric conditioner…
"Be honest, you don’t need that AR-15. Nobody does. Society needs them gone, no matter how good you may be with yours. Kids are dying, and it’s time to stop fucking around.". An excellent article on gun control today... https://wp.me/p88Odx-5l
Another classic from the Valentine’s archive of doom…
50 Shades of ‘jog on, Mr Grey’.
I was 18 when I first read 50 shades of grey. Whilst reading it, I felt so uncomfortable and it had nothing to do with the sex or ‘kinky’ stuff that was happening. After re-reading I realised it was because what was really written on those pages was an abusive relationship being sold to me as a love story. Not only me, but millions of people were reading this book and worryingly, falling in love with the man that is Christian Grey wishing they had their very own version of him.
But we need to ask the question- would you be happy with a partner who micro managed your life, dictated what you ate, required you to exercise a certain amount of days a week and cut you off from your friends and family? Add some good looks, a six pack and a billionaire status and you have Christian Grey.
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Happy Valentine’s Day, dear readers!
Have a very happy Valentine’s Day, dahlinks.
I may have mentioned in passing that I am no great romantic.
What I am is a lover of stationery, expensive confectionery, flowers, good food, exciting lingerie, dressing up, champagne and good company.
All of which are available on any day of the year. Suck on that, Hallmark – you emotion vultures.
If you’ve made arrangements for today, have a lovely time. If you haven’t, well done. You’re bucking the trend of consumer sheepery.
Now go and enjoy all of the above list. Wherever and whenever you want. As often as you want.
Because you’re worth it. You really are.
As an aside, if anyone wants to buy me this outfit as a gift, I would be very happy to accept it.
I am a fairly slapdash parent. I'm competitive in a low maintenance kind of way (I don't get my knickers in a twist about stuff the kids have no aptitude for - what's the point?) but I am really showoff-y if they get a good part in the nativity. Anyway, for a long time we … Continue reading Not reticent – the 6 year old who just can’t be arsed…