Wednesday, 31 July 2013

You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down

Dress: H&M.  Shoes: Topshop.  Bag: TK Maxx.  Bracelet and necklace: c/o Stylight.  Lips: MAC Daddy's Little Girl

I debuted my silly new H&M dress for a visit down Cardiff Bay. It was hard not to keep making the same face as the kitten.  You'd never think I'm meant to be a 22 year old graduate.  I'm already looking forward to wearing this dress with shirts in winter.  Everything I buy has to be able to transition into autumn and winter seeing as those are the predominant seasons here in the UK.  If I can't wear something with tights or long sleeves then I don't buy it.  

I made the big mistake of wearing my new Topshop sandals for this trip.  Topshop y u make shoes that rub my feet to shit?  I lasted about ten minutes before we had to stop at Tesco and buy Compeed plasters.  The shoes are so cute and geeky but hurt so much even with insoles.  Topshop shoes forever ruining my feet and making them ugly.  Since these pictures were taken I've been wearing these with my little Primark frilly socks (dressing like a 12 year old I know...) and it's made them bearable thank god.  They're too cute to be neglected.

I really enjoy Cardiff Bay but I don't visit it a lot.  I keep saying I want to go to a show in the Millennium Centre but I always seem to miss them and not many of my friends would be up for seeing an opera.  I've had a certain fascination with opera ever since I was little when my mum would play her Maria Callas cds over and over again.  Any one want to join me for an opera trip? If not I'll be a bit of a loser and just go by myself!

More soon
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Monday, 29 July 2013

Mundane Monday 01


Welcome to my first ever series on the little nomad.  This series is inspired by Charlotte and her  Mundane Midweek series.  Charlotte's Mundane Midweek posts are ones that talk about the less than 'amazing' or 'exciting days', whether it be a funny conversation you overheard or as the title suggests 'mundane' things that happened during your day.  As a recent graduate I've found that my days are becoming increasingly more mundane by the minute.  I said I'd give myself the summer off but I'm starting to regret that now.  Mondays are by far the worst day as it is the start of the week and the first day that my boyfriend goes back to work so I'm left to entertain myself.  So let's see what the upcoming Mondays will bring.

I had to drag my sorry ass out of bed this morning.  I hoped it was going to rain so I had an excuse to stay in but alas no.  The sun was glorious and the big bay windows in our apartment make our living room pretty sunny.  Staying in and watching This Morning was not an option.  I put my lazy uniform on (boyfriend jeans, striped top) and grabbed my new Nike Blazer's to wear them in.  I decided to go charity shopping in my neighbourhood but didn't find anything pretty or special apart from a £2 breton top from H&M (I have a breton addiction.  It's getting bad).  On the way home I cashed in a voucher at Superdrug and treated myself to the Sleek Pumpkin blush palette, going wild and stepping outside of my make up comfort zone.  I'm going to have to google how to apply blusher because I'm pretty clueless.

I wasn't quite ready to go home so I stopped off for a coffee.  I almost headed to Nero or Starbucks but decided I wanted to support a little local.  That and I actually wanted a good cup of coffee (am I the only one who gets sick from Starbucks coffee?).  In the end I popped into The Coffi House for a latte macchiato, which turned out to be one of the best coffees I've had in a long time.  I'd brought War & Peace along to keep me company.  I'm determined to read something intellectual alongside my questionable regency romances.  I realise that I probably looked quite pretentious sat by myself drinking coffee and reading Tolstoy.  I live in a slightly ~hipster neighbourhood so maybe it wasn't so obvious.

The rest of my mundane Monday has been spent watching Sabrina (one of my favourite Audrey Hepburn films) and dreading going to work this evening.  Le sigh.

How has your Monday been treating you?

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Saturday, 27 July 2013

You're the King and, baby I'm the Queen of Disaster

Blazer: H&M.  Jeans: Topshop (Joni).  Shirt: New Look.  Boots: Topshop.  Hat: River Island.  Necklace: Primark. Watch: Ever Ours.  Nails: Essie Watermelon. 

I have a bone to pick with the weather: I can deal with your heatwave but I can't handle this humid mixture of heavy rain and heat.  What am I meant to wear?  I give up.  

I left the house wearing this because we were predicted heavy rain but in the end the sun was out in full force.  My poor little legs felt like seals in my Joni jeans. I hate hate hate dressing for summer.  I hate getting my pasty legs and flabby arms out.  I always try to wear things with sleeves and the thought of baring my gross wobbly stomach to the world in a Topshop crop top fills me with anxiety.  Summer makes me paranoid about my body so I'm almost ready to welcome a cooler August but I'm going back home to Bavaria for two weeks where we always have glorious weather so that's not going to happen.

I promised my mother that I'd stop biting my nails, it has been an endless source of issues between us.  It makes her sad and cry a lot, she thinks it's a form of self hatred (she's not far from wrong..) but I just can't seem to kick the habit.  I've tried sticking fake Lana Del Rey-esque nails on but they just keep pinging off.  I might treat myself to some fake nails from the salon, I've heard good things generally.  Acrylics do ruin your nails but it's just a temporary solution to get past the initial hard part.  I do want nicer hands for when I start going to job interviews but I'm just struggling more with my nail biting habit than I ever did when I quit smoking.  Sigh.

I'm not engaged by the way, the big ring doesn't fit on any of my fingers other than the engagement finger... the little ring on my right hand was a gift from my mother that I wear constantly and it feels wrong if I wear it on the other hand.

How are you Brits coping with the weather, I'm sure you're all doing it with more grace than I am!

More soon
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Thursday, 25 July 2013

Dyffryn Gardens


My family came over from Germany to see me graduate which meant the world to me.  We don't get to see each other much now, they live in the Middle East with my younger brother and I only saw them during term time holidays.  Now that I'm freshly graduated our time spent together is much more precious because I won't get so much time with them once I find a 'real' job.

So in a bid to make the most of our time together, and the lovely weather, we headed out to the little Welsh village of St. Nicolas to visit Dyffryn House and Gardens.  Having lived in the Middle East for 17 years my mother has been starved of lush green gardens that don't include palm trees.  Through the National Trust there is a wealth of gardens in the UK that my mum would love to see, as it turns out Dyffryn is a grade I listed garden and it's easy to see why.  According to the official website Dyffryn is:
an exceptional example of Edwardian garden design, covering more than 55 acres featuring a stunning collection of intimate garden rooms, formal lawns and seasonal bedding. There is also a statuary collection, and an arboretum featuring trees from all over the world.
The part that impressed me the most was Dyffryn House.  Maybe it's all the trashy regency novels I've been reading recently (I'm a graduate, I'm allowed!) but I just felt as if I'd stepped into Jane Austen or Georgette Heyer's world.  Wishful thinking I know.  The ceilings on the ground floor were beautifully painted and the National Trust staff had laid our beanbags so you could lie down on them and look at the painting, it was just breathtaking.  Sadly the family who owned the house didn't actually spend much time there at all but preferred to stay in London.  If I had the choice between this house and London I know which one I'd choose in a heartbeat.  You can't beat a beautiful house in the countryside in my book.

If you're ever in this part of the world I can't recommend Dyffryn enough for a visit, it's quintessentially British and a perfect place to while away a summer day (here's hoping we get a few more of those!).

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