I'm A Lobster.

Hello hello.

I've been writing a lot recently but I've realised that this blog was supposed to be about Fashion and Beauty, and it's turning out to be more about what's going on in my life and me ranting on about crap that's happened.. Is that a bad thing? I can't be sure. I'm sure you lovely lot would let me know if this gets a little too much and if it should go back to how it used to be.

Anyway, assuming you've read the title of this post, I am a lobster. Not a full blown red lobster with claws and beady eyes, no. But I am sunburnt to the point of becoming one. I've been in France for 3 days. 3 days in and I'm already burnt. THANKS A LOT DAD!! Why am I saying that? Well, I take after him, he burns ridiculously fast also. My mum on the other hand goes a delightful brown like a biscuit in the oven. I hate her for it. I'm either deathly white and look like I haven't slept in a good few years or I'm pink and itchy which eventually goes brown but only lasts for a few months. I think I'm just destined to be pale. So far my days have consisted of sunbathing, reading, sleeping and eating. That's it. What a life!!! I'm not complaining, it's bloody great. I've been able to catch up on some reading which was nice, it's a past time I've really missed being back in England (I never had space for books). I've been eating amazing meals, they always taste so much better when someone else cooks them for you. So that's the French life I'm living for the time being. Then I go back to the UK and the stress begins.

Changing the subject quickly, does any one else do this:

I often plan ahead in my brain box, not like some people who just like to know what's going on, no, I mean I really plan ahead. Like me and my best friend are planning a night out eventually and me, being the crazy person I am have planned it to within an inch of it's life. Like I've planned where we will go, what I will wear, who I'll see, what I'll say to those people I see, what time we leave said place and move onto another place. I've planned every single detail that could (should) happen. But it usually doesn't go how I want it to and then I get disappointed. It's really stupid and I know I should stop doing it, but I can't. I've tried but my brain just wants to process everything that could happen, all the scenarios that could occur. Maybe it's an illness. Maybe I'm mental. Oh God, I feel like I'm taking crazy pills!! (Name the film that's from, win a high five) If things could go how I planned them too, that'd be great. But it won't, I know it won't. Maybe a few things will pan out how I expected it too but it's very unlikely that the whole thing should piece together the way it has in my head. I hope some of you do this too so I feel less weird.

Right it's time for me to sleep, this was a short one. Sorry.

Thanks so much for reading. I love you all so very much. Hope to see you again next time.

Nadia xxx