Make The Most Of Today.. Whilst Dancing Around The Living Room

Happy Sunday my lovelies! What a lovely warm one it is too!

I wasn’t sure if I was going to write today, however as I sit/dance/sing at the top of my voice to Chaka Khan ‘I’m every woman’ – I felt I just had to ..

I had a lovely lay in this morning, followed by a quick yoga sesh – ah bliss. The intention I set, as I bowed my head in gratitude was ‘Make The Most Of Today.’ 

Use today to set some goals, do what you’ve wanted to do for a while etc.. It was really helps as I’ve had such a productive morning!

After my yoga, I did a spot of hoovering (unfortunately  the housework doesn’t do itself), then I started on my vision/mood board with a mug on Yogi Tea in hand. I have so many magazines dating back to 2011/2012, so I dug them out & started searching. Unfortunately I didn’t come across a lot, but I’ve started! Always better than nothing though. 

Literally cannot wait to keep filling it up – next stop is to buy a printer so that I can print off all my fave quotes off Pinterest. I love that app so so much – it’s my new best friend, I swear!

So I was going to write this post because when I was just listening to Chaka Khan – I had a bit of a flash back to Bridget Jones – just minus the vodka – when she’s dancing around her living room completely & utterly single. Ok she may not have felt good about it, but ladies, when you have Chaka Khan blasting in the background – what’s not to feel good about? 

You can blast music as loud as you want, whilst having your own fashion show. Fabulous right?

I’m slowly learning to appreciate myself & my company – something I’ve never really taken the time to do before. I know it’s going to be a long road as it’s taken me three years to get to where I am now. I finally feel like things are heading in the right direction. 

What have you ladies done, whether it be past or present to focus on you again. Did you go on a random getaway, have a dramatic haircut, completely change your wardrobe? Fill me in! I’ve done the dramatic haircut & I can’t believe how it truly does help.. You don’t even realise.

So ladies, make the most of your Sunday – create that vision board you’ve always wanted to hang up in your room, have your own fashion show, blast your music with a glass of wine in our hand! Do it all! (Maybe leave the wine for a little later this afternoon, however).

My vision board specifically says ‘Live big & go for it!’ So that’s what I’m going to do.. 

If you can’t do it when you’re single – when can you?!

Have a fabulous Sunday my beauties 

With love, as always

Sarah x


It’s One Of Those Days Where I really Need To… Write!

So I’ve woken up this morning felling… Tormented? Anxious? I’m not quite sure what the right word to describe it is, however I just know I have to write.

I feel like I am going through stages, literally within a course of the week. 

First of all, I was pissed off because I had been – I guess – ‘friendzoned’, then I sent a ‘closure’ message to my ex & after that I was happy because it meant I could focus on me & my dreams.

Yet, this morning, I have woken up feeling lost. I just wish I could get out there into the world quicker than is possible.

I keep having feelings that I want to up & leave this town, but I can’t as I have responsibilities. Responsibilities I wanted, yet they don’t seem great right now. Having a mortgage to pay when you don’t like your job is not great. I mean who invented adulthood?! 

Have you ever felt that you wish you could just click your fingers, imagine a place (whether it be in your mind or real life) & be there. Be able to spend as much time as you needed, to figure yourself out, find clues as to what next steps you need to take & why certain things happen.

Unfortunately, that doesn’t happen & we have to figure it out alone. I know what I want to do & that’s to be able to write & being about to connect with people, yet I still feel like I’m waiting for that epiphany moment, where I just know.

It’s a beautiful day here & I really should be getting ready to leave for work. But me getting this all out before I start my day is really helping. I feel like a weight is being lifted off. 

It’s almost like another form of yoga, one of which I did bleary eyed at half 5 this morning..

I always believed myself to be a story writer. I have two main stories, one of which needs some serious editing, I have known for a while though, that writing is what I feel I am good at. Ok, maybe not perfect & I will probably edit something 100 times – but who out of all of us on here hasn’t?! 

So, I’m curious, did any of you have a ‘ping!’ moment when you knew this is what you wanted to do for life? 

I really best get going.. Thank you for reading this random ‘emergency’ post today. I feel so much better & like I’m ready to tackle the day.

With love, as always

Sarah x

Be That Girl

Bonjour Mes Belles. I’m Sorry I’ve Been Away So Long!

Happy Sunday my beauties! How are you all?

I’m so sorry I haven’t spoken to you in so long.. Things have been completely crazy since April, I have so much to tell you!

Where to start? Well.. When I was last here, I had just come off The Pill & was doing a ‘no make-up’ stand. 

Fast forward to July & well that’s a whole new cattle of fish! I have been diagnosed with intolerances (dairy, gluten, caffeine, yeast & eggs) & have been trying to adapt to a completely new lifestyle. Let me tell you, it is not easy! Especially not for someone who lives for chocolate & ice cream – guilty! 

After getting diagnosed, I was feeling pretty sorry for myself. I had always had my suspicions but it’s when you get the final diagnosis that it hits you. 

I had been getting over a – not so recent – break up (massive story for another time) & I decided to book a spontaneous 8 day trip to Paris. 

I have always dreamed of going there (ever since we lived in France when I was younger), however I had never made it. So I booked up an apartment on Airbnb & my Eurostar ticket. I even treated myself to an upgrade! 

Whilst I had Paris to look forward to, I was beginning to feel pretty good – so, I thought I’d give Tinder a go. I thought it’d be a laugh & I had no intention of meeting anyone. Swiping – mainly left – & the occasional right at breakfast & as soon as I was home from work. It became an obsession!

Anyway, I came across the weirdos who asked if I was basically up for having sex (which I knew happened, however came as a shock nonetheless) & spoke to a couple of nice guys but nothing came of them. That was until Ed popped up..

To be honest, I don’t even remember matching with him, but his first message made me smile ‘Hey what do you do, apart from being beautiful?’ 

Cheesy right? Oh come on.. You smiled.

We got talking & pretty much didn’t stop. We had so much in common ranging from what we thought about various topics to our obsession with Game of Thrones. 

We’d been speaking for about 4 days when I suggested he added me on Facebook – as you do when you quite like someone – but his response was ‘I’d much rather have your number.’ Again, I smiled because this time I didn’t feel weird about giving it to him. 

We spoke again that evening when he suggested about meeting up over the weekend. I felt quite a tinge of excitement as I agreed. I actually had a date! 

I didn’t think I’d hear those words for a while.

So.. I’ll fast forward.. Our date was – how can I describe it? – Not the best. He was rather full on with his advances & I just felt totally turned off & down about the whole thing. 

He wanted to meet a couple of days later, which I agreed to (after making him change his mind to a meal out rather than dinner at his). I don’t know whether it was my attitude about our previous date but after we parted, I didn’t feel anything.

By this point, I wasn’t bothered about us becoming an item & was happier to talk as friends. 

That was until I was Tamsyn. I filled her in on the whole thing & asked her for her advice. She suggested I could give it another shot & see what happens. That you can’t always judge someone after meeting them a couple of times.

It gave me a lot to think about.

It was a few days after seeing Tamsyn that he asked if he could take me to the cinema. I obliged but this time promised myself I’d keep an open mind & stop comparing him to my ex. 

I ended up having a really good evening – even came home with a smile! I had let down my judgements and opened up to possibilities.

After that, we continued to see each other on a regular basis, right up until i went on holiday mid to end of June. I felt sad knowing I was going away & leaving him. Complete & utter change to just over a month previous! 

We text each other every evening & caught up on the day. He did seem rather off, saying work was getting him down – however he wouldn’t specify. 

I didn’t think to question him.

After I got home, we saw each other a couple of days after. Just sat & watched a movie & had takeaway at his. It was comfortable but we were both distant from each other. It was taking me a while to physically open up to cuddling etc after our first date.

I then had to wait a whole week to see him again as he was in London. Honestly, I was completely gutted about it as I had hoped we’d be able to.

So, we saw each other the Sunday after. We had lunch & went for a movie. During this time my ex saw me & Ed together! He sent me a message… (Another story)

The couple of days leading up to seeing Ed, he had seemed distant & I shared my concerns with mum saying I thought he may be talking/seeing someone else or wasn’t feeling it.

As we left each other on the Sunday, I gave him the kiss I had promised & I had started to feel something.

Monday, back to work & reality. We barely spoke. I found this weird but I thought it was because I was more of a texted than him.

On Tuesday, I decided to send Ed a message & open myself up to him.

It went a bit like this

’I hope the trains were ok for you today..

i apologise if this sounds soppy or cringy, but being an aspiring write, soppy & cringy is what i do.. I also usually end up writing a bit better than I do talking anyway.

I just want to say I really hope we can see each other tomorrow evening. Even if we just watch a film then I’d be more than happy..

I do wish we could see each other more but I know it’s hard due to work & your exam. Maybe we’ll be able to once that’s finished?

I like you, a lot & well if that little spot, you were talking about on Sunday is still open then I think I might fit..

Have a good day & talk soon xx’

There’s me, I had put all my cards on the table. It had taken a lot of guts to do that.

He didn’t reply all day, however when I did get a reply it wasn’t what I was really expecting..

‘Hey are you at home?

I need to talk to you about something thats been on my mind for the last couple of days. I’ve been thinking about us, and I’m really sorry but I’m not sure that us being together is the right thing. You are so lovely to me & we get on really well, it’s just I don’t have those romantic feelings for you.

You’ll find someone who will make you as happy as you deserve to be, I just don’t think it’s me. I’m sorry if this has come as a bit of a shock. I would like to stay friends, but understand if you don’t want to be.’

So there we go! That was what I got back for opening my feelings & letting my guard down. Someone who told me on the first date he ‘really like me’ & wanted to kiss & cuddle, yet 6 weeks down the line didn’t have those ‘romantic feelings for me.’ Then there’s everything in between.

Anyway as you can imagine I feel slightly bitter at the moment, but at the same time I am glad. 

This means I can get back to concentrating on me & finally getting that closure that I need from my ex.

So.. Here’s to the future, whatever it holds. Here’s to Paris & the new adventures I take & new friends I meet. I have now decided to stay in a 12 dorm hostel & have cancelled my apartment. Might as well do travelling right, right?

What have you been doing since April, my friends?

With love, as always

Sarah xLive Your Dreams

Make Up Or No Make Up?

Good morning my lovelies! Wow.. It’s Sunday again already?! Time is just going so so quick..

Sorry I haven’t written in this last week, I’ve been on call in the evenings & well.. It’s hard to relax & be able to write when you don’t know if the phone will go off any minute.

It’s another beautiful day here today, a perfect one for setting your positive intentions. I’ve finally got on track to start my morning yoga & meditation routine today. It was lovely, having the window open with the birds signing & the sun on my back. Sometimes you don’t even realise how you forget to live for the moment & appreciate these things. 

Anyway, I digress.. Today I wanted to write about something which is quite a big thing in our society.

Make up. 

Us girls are almost expected to wear it, to get where we want to be (personally or professionally)/to be accepted by others/to be seen as normal. I spent most of my childhood growing up in Brittany, France. It was beautiful & everyone was so friendly. At school, I never even gave doing my make up or straightening/curling my hair etc a thought. I pretty much got up in the morning & went to school. That was both in primary & secondary. 

I was your typical ‘Plain Jane’. Frizzy hair, no make up, spots, awkwardness – the works! But for me, I never thought anything of it because I was never treated of looked at any differently by my peers.

Fast forward a few years – my parents were divorcing & we moved back to the UK. Wow.. What a culture shock! 

I was 15, mid puberty, periods, acne.. You know what it’s like… So I came back to the UK, with my frizzy hair, spots, no make up & I never felt more out of place in my life. 

The school I went to, the girls of my age had the perfect make up (foundation, eyeliner, mascara..), perfect skin (something which, in case you hadn’t gathered I was dying for), confidence (something which was also vastly lacking) & I was definitely treated differently. 

I didn’t fit in anywhere & the first girl I was put with (we both joined year 11 together), was quick to ditch me as soon as she found some girls who came from her country (Seychelles). So I found myself hanging out alone at break times, lunch times etc. I began to realise that if I wanted to fit in anywhere I needed to buy make up & gain some confidence. 

If I remember correctly, I started off like any teenager with the likes of Rimmel & Maybeline. Even then I felt like I was a bit more important. I quickly found out though that just made my skin worse & spots stand out even more – what’s a girl to do?!

After much to & fro, I had found a foundation that seemed to work on my skin. Along with the mascara, the blush, the lipstick… I know had it all & felt ‘normal’. My bank balance didn’t appreciate me though. However, being a girl, you still have your insecurities, they don’t go away that easily. 

So that was 2008 till about 2012. Left school & started in the professional world. I was late teens/very early 20s & things had got better. I felt more like how I should feel as a girl in this society. I had just about figured out my make up – I was good to go.

Now.. It’s 2016 – a great year I intend to make it.. Anyway, within this last week (as you know), I have given up The Pill. It’s officially been 10 days & I really do feel so much better in myself. I feel clearer & happier in myself. 

So in case you hadn’t gathered by know, I’ve had a long running issue of spots on my face. Something I have been covering up with £100s of pounds of make up for years. Being on The Pill has (what I believe) made them pretty much disappear. 

Now I have given it up, I realise that they may come back. 

I set myself a task – I decided that I was going to increase my water intake & reduce my use of make up. Sounds easy but try working under florescent lighting for 8+ hours a day & having (the sometimes curse) of rosy cheeks. Curse florescent lighting for making everything stand out just a little bit more than normal.

 Last year, I decided I’d go a whole week without make up – I won’t lie it was awful. I however, didn’t have a proper skin routine & basically it just didn’t work. What I did pick up from that tiny experiment was to have a good skin care routine as that make all the difference.

All I have worn this whole week was mattifying powder, serum & pressed foundation powder – no mascara so good bye panda eyes!

My verdict now it has been a week is that with the increasing intake of water (which helps dramatically), along with the reduced use of make up, I think my skin is really getting better. I do need to go a step further & clean eat (sweet tooth alert!), however just these two steps so far has helped loads.

Another thing.. Confidence is key (again, a bit of an issue of mine), but it helps. I found myself standing at the mirror in the work loos, judging myself. If I did that, I’d straighten myself up, look myself in the eye & say ‘You’re beautiful Sarah. Remember that.’ I’d walk out of there with my head held high & smile a little because as crazy as it sounds, it works. 

Me & my Mumma on our way to London to watch Rugby. I posted this on Facebook & Instagram – see barely there make up & #nofilter


The moral of the story (or this post) is, society makes us believe that we have to wear make up to look/feel beautiful. What happened to loving our natural beauty? Seeing ourselves for who we are & knowing that it’s what’s inside that counts. 

We are all guilty of self-judging, but instead of looking at your flaws, how about looking at what you love about yourself? It is difficult at first, but practice every day, several times a day & it’ll become second nature.

I’m not going to lie, it doesn’t take a week for you to love yourself fully & make the changes like I have above. Just believe in yourself Darling.

Sorry for the rambling.. I feel like I have so much to write after not doing so in this last week.

I’d love to hear about what you’re doing to love yourself more & appreciate your beauty. 

Drop me a comment or a message.

With love, as always

Sarah x

To Come Off Or Not To Come Off The Pill

Ok, I know this is quite a ‘Taboo’ subject, however we are in the 21st Century & we are all in this together. I hope some of you beautiful ladies can relate to this & want to share your experiences with us. 

Anyway enough of that… Happy Reading!

So I have been thinking for a little while, about coming off The Pill (Yasmin). I have been on it for little over two & a half years. 

I have never even considered coming off of it, until I realised I’m a single gal who wants to work out her life, before another guy comes along & my focus shifts again (that’s another post!)

Anyway, I ended up having a big discussion with my bestie the other night over dinner (yes I know, slightly strange) but after we had spoken about it, I began thinking about how I had been feeling recently. Not just recently, but for at least 6 months+. I cry for no reason, become withdrawn from myself & Mum (which caused/causes a few rows), I feel more down/anxious/depressed than I do happy/excited/positive about life in general & my future. 


I bitch about people I love several times on a daily basis, find the negative in any situation before the positive. My confidence feels like it’s dwindling significantly due to the fact I feel fat, not pretty, miserable.

The list goes on really.

Now, everyone knows that taking The Pill is basically pumping your body with synthetic hormones to (depending on your reasons) mainly stop you getting pregnant. I had others, such as spotty skin & irregular periods. I however didn’t realise, that your periods that you get during the 7 day break are actually not real periods at all. This has made me a little bit worried.

When I first started on The Pill, I read & re-read the instruction leaflet about 100 times just to be sure I had all the facts. I was greeted on the second page with potential risks such as ‘Increases the risk of having a blood clot in the veins and arteries…’ Which as you can imagine, scared the shit out of me! 

I continued reading through this little booklet of information & realised that there were in total 32 pages of the ‘Warnings and Precautions’. This varied from blood clots in the veins (as mentioned above), to the risk of cancer linked to it.

Just reading back on the leaflet (to check my facts), freaks me out..

Anyway I decided today that I was going to research on Google (as you do) about what happens when you come off The Pill. Luckily I didn’t have to search for too long before finding a blog which is probably the most helpful thing you can read – Poppy D –

She opened up about wanting to come off The Pill, not because she wanted a baby (which a lot of articles talk about), but because she was fed up with pumping her body with hormones – Amen Sister!

So, I found myself reading her article twice, scrolling through the comments, reading each lady’s experience, then I ready her ‘Update’ twice, again I also read the comments (

One thing that struck me the most was how all of them felt ‘real’ after coming off their Pill. They felt as though a ‘grey fog had been lifted’. That’s exactly what I want! 

Sitting here at my dining room table with the sun shining through, thinking about the prospect of having no more feeling down/anxious etc actually fills me with joy. Despite saying that I always find the negative in any situation, I can say now, honestly that I feel truly excited & positive about this one. 


So today, I make my pledge to all women who may read this post, that from Friday (end of my 7 day break), I will no longer be taking The Pill. 

I know there will be side affects (which Poppy D describes in her posts), but bring it! I’m ready!

I’m looking forward to seeing what happens. Bright things ahead!

Any ladies that wish to share their own story in the comments, go ahead. I am intrigued to see how your journeys are going.

With love, as always

Sarah x

New Beginnings – My First (Ever) Post!!

Hey everyone! So.. Welcome to my first ever post on my first ever blog! Eeek – Exciting!

Ok, I know the title may sound a little obnoxious, however I promise you that is not the case at all.. Princess is actually the meaning of my name in Hebrew – Sarah. Nice to meet you all. 

So really I’m writing this blog because I love writing, but also I’m planning on doing an Open University Degree in English Literature & Creative Writing. Yep geeky I know… 

I guess really, this is more of an introductory post to tell you a little bit more about me – I’m Sarah Louise, 22 year old single gal – trying to create the life I dream of.

I work at a company that makes machines to treat cancer patients (knowing I’m helping people with this horrible disease is something close to my heart). I love writing (as I said above), reading, listening to music, watching tv, walking & taking photographs. I’m not much of a social butterfly to be honest, which is both a curse & a blessing. I swear I’m not a normal 22 year old sometimes! 

Anyway I probably could talk about my life in this one post – but I don’t want to bore you. I’ll save that for later..

I’m not 100% sure what this blog is going to be about but with any luck it’ll come together like a little sprinkle of magic. I hope you enjoy it & thank you for taking the time to read.

I’m looking forward to sharing this new adventure with you all.

With love

Sarah x