Monday, 4 January 2016

A Holly, Jolly December

Monday, 4 January 2016

A Holly, Jolly December

"...it soaked up baubles and tinsel like melting snow..." 


Wow – how can it be that another year has bypassed us with its brief encounter and a swift adios? That’s not to say that 2015 won’t be imprinted in my memory for many years to come, as it truly was a wonderful year. The year that a Princess was born, the year that Tim Peake ventured into space (go Britain!) and the year that everyone became a Belieber.


On a more personal note, I’m thankful for everything I’ve accomplished in the last year. More importantly than 2015 being filled with numerous travel experiences, passing my driving test and receiving some Uni offers (wahooo), I’ve had a right good laugh amongst some of the best people.


As November drew to a close, I gathered 7 of my friends together before a busy December and hosted a Thanksgiving Dinner. My physiotherapist, who is American, had been telling me of the wonderful thanksgiving “holiday” in the States. Confused why one would have - what I thought - was the equivalent of Christmas Day twice, she went into great depth about the sentimental meaning behind it; “Britain just doesn’t seem to get it right here, they think it’s all about turkey and pumpkin pie” (I must admit to stereotyping this), “…but it’s about watching the football with your Dad, or going on a long family walk before you gather round the table and say something that you’re grateful for that year”.


In that case, my Thanksgiving Dinner was probably somewhat of an insult to Americans, so I apologise… I think too much Gossip Girl influenced my meal, although we did say our thanks and the night was spent in good company accompanied by a tasty roast! (…And may I just say my thanks for finally being able to tuck into my Thanksgiving Dinner without the stress of turkey teeth - adios brace face in 2015!) 



It’s the most wonderful time of the yeeeaaar…

December was filled with travel, my 18th bday bash and a magical Christmas (alongside plenty of mince pies).
The first weekend of December was spent in London with my boyfriend, soaking up the festivities.Although I’d been slightly apprehensive about the thought of visiting a museum, The Natural History Museum proved to be thoroughly entertaining. (Especially human biology if you’re as immature as us.)

That evening, we had booked to go to Warner Brother Studios just on the outskirts of London… Yes – Harry Potter World! We witnessed Hogwarts in the snow as wreaths and garlands hung in the Hogwarts Great Hall; Christmas trees stood proudly in the corners; and Christmas puddings were set alight in front of us! Not to mention the blanket of fake snow on the Hogwarts Castle model! The detail was meticulous and quite simply magical! For true Potter fans like us, it’s an indulgence discovering how they filmed with different sets and learning all the secrets of Harry Potter. 


Of course, being muggles we had to get a photo with our butterbeer in Hagrids motorbike…
 You could spend hours focusing on the intricate details of the props and sets!

Kick-starting the day with a delicious breakfast opposite Liberty’s, we spent the following day shopping on Oxford Street and nearby places we stumbled upon. As it dropped darker, the city's illuminations flicked on and Christmas shoppers bustled about with their full-to-the-brim shopping bags before the shops closed.

 


Covent Garden was our last stop before our train home, as we browsed in the shops and savoured the cheerful atmosphere.   

The following Friday I turned 18! After a lovely day at school, spoiled by friends, we went to the Bierkeller in Leeds that evening!
There were many work parties and groups there too, embracing the Oompah bands manic singing and dancing with our steins of beers - or cocktails! 

Saturday was my friends and family "drop-in" day... With a Breakfast at Tiffany's theme! My parents had gone to so much effort with the theme and even bought me a beautiful Tiffany necklace.
Canapés and prosecco were on flow all day and friends travelled miles to join in the festivities - all of which I'm very grateful. Tiffany blue decorations were located throughout the house, along with pearls and fairy lights strung on mantelpieces.





Another huge surprise was the production of "Breakfast at Tiffany's" (with Pixie Lott in!) that my mum has booked for us to go and watch at Leeds Grand Theatre in April. How fitting!  



Once my birthday celebrations were over, it was time to start prepping for Christmas!


The combination of cinnamon and pine aromas always evoke memories of Christmas and consequently spurred some baking for Christmas Day... 

The Breakfast at Tiffany's theme continued into some of my Christmas presents...
One of my favourite gifts to receive on Christmas Day is a book, so you can take yourself away from the madness of Christmas day, just for a while, and immerse in a different scenario. This year I was lucky enough to get a special edition copy of Breakfast at Tiffany's (YAAAY!).

Christmas Day has always been the same for me, but I would't change it for the world. It's full of our traditions, like going into the dining room in height order and opening presents, before my Grandparents and Uncle later arrive for Christmas Day and stay the night. Christmas really is the most wonderful time of the year, it encapsulates all the festivities I love (good job I'm called Holly really!).

As for heading into the New Year and thinking about resolutions, remember to talk about what you love and keep quiet about what you don’t. Wake up on Monday with no complaints. Dress in your sassiest outfit on a day when you feel groggy as hell. Leap into action in 2016.

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Wednesday, 18 November 2015

A week of mourning

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

A week of mourning

"...the last days, blow about in memory, hazy, autumnal, as alike as leaves: until a day unlike any other I've ever lived..." 

As I approach a year since starting my blog, I would like to dedicate this post to those that have faced suffering. This week has been one of mourning across the world; as we remembered those who have fought for our country on the 11th, and of course, of the victims of the Paris attacks. 

Pray for Paris
Although devastation has swept across Europe during the shocking attacks made on Paris, French President Francois Hollande declared, France will remain "determined, unified and pulled together". 
We have seen patriotism in crowds during moments of silence; resilience when buildings were illuminated in the nation's colours; and compassion when allies of France have pledged to help.
The Paris attacks have certainly changed our outlook.
Why do we care so deeply?
Terrorists may have taken away loved ones, but they cannot diminish the love for this city. Paris should not be defined by these attacks, but instead by it's utterly enchanting ambience. 

Paris is unique. The city does not follow trends, yet sets them. As the rest of the world waved au revoir to "les cigarettes, l'alcool et la couture cher" they "threw open the windows and let in la vie en rose".  


Endless cobbled streets, endless historic monuments and endless artists to paint it all... It's a city distinguishable from the rest and one can't help but stereotype some iconic elements with Paris; whether it be the Eiffle Tower, the edible snails or the garlic garlands strung around their necks!  

I think of Paris and I cant help associate Audrey Hepburn with it. Perhaps it's because her Parisian demeanour landed her role as Gigi, or perhaps it's due to her part in Funny Face filmed in Paris, or possibly even her relationship with French designer Givenchy.  

J'adore the Parisian cuisine... Perhaps not the snails, but the simplicity of a hunk of warm baguette accompanied by cheese and wine est parfait! Or a café au lait et un croissant at a table dans le rue.


Ahh, but the language... The intensity combined with the passion yet also the seductiveness of their dialect...
No wonder so many women are allured by romantic whisperings across the table in French themed films! 

The city of love has truly lived up to that reputation in the past few days.
Frankly, Paris est Paris. It's the heart of France. It's irreplaceable.

"When the power of love is greater than the love for power, the world will know peace"
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Sunday, 11 October 2015

Autumn

Sunday, 11 October 2015

Autumn

"...an evening with the first ripple-chills of autumn running through it..."

Autumn: a season of descending - into the darker months, of the leaves falling down and slipping down the colour chart into our achromatic clothing. It's many people's favourite season - but what is it that makes it so appealing?

Could it be the enticement of pumpkin-spiced lattes with whipped cream smothered on top? (#1 reason for me...

Or the satisfaction of crunchy leaves underfoot and collecting the shiniest conkers?

Let us not forget the excuse autumn presents us with; to cover our less flattering places with chunky knits and scarves! (That means more pumpkin lattes for me...)

...or is it simply because autumn kickstarts a festive few months? With Halloween, Bonfire Night and Thanksgiving approaching, it's difficult not to get wrapped up in the convivial spirit.   


Last Sunday, autumn's crisp yet sunny weather induced a trip to Lotherton Hall's "Age of Glamour" exhibition with my Mum. 

The display captured the emergence of post-war glamour and Parisian couture, to mass produced clothing in London (and indeed Leeds!) throughout the 50's.     

Pieces from Christian Dior's couture were visible amongst other designers, as Dior launched the 'New Look' in 1947.
He focused on the fit and femininity of clothing (thank him for dresses with nipped-in waists), and although Dior's designs and pieces are renowned for being expensive, he once explained; 
"Simplicity, good taste and grooming are the three fundamentals of good dressing and these do not cost money."   

Perhaps we all have something to learn from Dior, one of the most successful designers in the world and I shall be following his words of wisdom when indulging in Autumn/Winter clothing.
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