All is OK, and Moving On November 17, 2011Posted by Lauren Cooke in Depression, Family.
Tags: blogging, Family, Love
Hush, little brain. Things are OK. Thank heaven for parents though.
I arrived back in the UK last week – I’ve never been so glad to see the rolling hills, to hear the copious pleases and thank yous (O America, how rude you seem!), and to rejoice in the wonderfulness of being back. I went straight home to see the parents, of course, and it was there that advice was expertly dispensed.
I had been questioning my relationship decisions since they were made, checking the boy’s Facebook page like an addict, and generally moping and whining. Which, you know, I’m fond of doing. And the parents made me realise that which I already knew… that expecting everything to feel the same after a trip like that was naive in the extreme. Time had passed, and I assumed because life was more fluid and different, that must mean I wasn’t in love. Turns out I am, quite a lot, but I nearly missed it because I got scared and presumptuous.
So, I think I have started mending things and fixing woes. I think everything will be OK. Better than OK maybe. Thank god for parents!
On another note, I think the time may have come to move on from this blog, to organise my life. I’ll still be blogging, but I’m going to do it somewhere else – I’ll let you know the link when I do! It’s just clean slate time… moving away from the depression and life that was on this blog, and starting afresh. I hope you’ll come with me!
Dressember Day 7: Ice Laden December 7, 2010Posted by Lauren Cooke in Dressember, Fashion, Photos, What I Wore.
Tags: blogging, charity, dressember, Fashion, Ice, snow, What I wore
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I loved today’s outfit – what would be a party dress, combined with a blue jumper and stockings. It was a lovely opportunity to break out my suspender belt, and try out these knit vintage stockings. There is nothing that makes me feel as sexy as stockings and suspenders, and the stockings were warm too. An added bonus!
As for the weather, well that was anything other than warm. The drive to work was like something out of the most clichéd of Christmas cards. Every branch hung heavy with thick ice crystals, and birds movements in the branches above would dislodge a glittering tumble of ice gems to dust the car like sugar on a cupcake. The air was pale and misty too, and the overall effect wasn’t far from being trapped in a glowing bubble of whiteness, blocking your vision every way you turned.
To blog or not to blog? November 1, 2009Posted by Lauren Cooke in Blogs, Depression, Life, Chatter & Politics.
Tags: blogging, Depression, Life
I am feeling a bit strange about blogging. I get plenty of hits, but they are just people looking for images that are on my blog, with searches for “Geisha” currently hitting up in the area of 700 hits a day! I feel I am just yet another limp and vacuous voice pumping out nonsense that no one cares or wants to read about into the blogosphere.
I spend my days reading witty blogs, intelligent blogs, a huge number of brilliant blogs, all the while knowing that mine is just… not. Mine is average, dull, unexciting. Why carry on writing, when all yours are so much more wonderful.
I am sure this is just a funny mood I am having, a moment of paranoia, of low self-esteem.
But does anyone actually care if I write or don’t write, if I choose to blog or not to blog? I think not.
My First Feature Article October 6, 2009Posted by Lauren Cooke in Blogs, Fashion, Wordy Business.
Tags: blogging, Fashion, fashion blogging, journalism, style, Writing
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I am, officially, a feature writer. The lovely Tamia from Style Sample mag was kind enough to offer me the opportunity to interview the delightful Emily from Cupcakes and Cashmere. After surmounting seemingly insurmountable technical issues the article was finally written, and was published today. I am, need I say it, slightly excited!
Go read it, and even buy it! Style Sample is a mag for fashion bloggers by fashion bloggers, and you can read it online, or actually order a hard copy!
Absent in body but not in mind October 1, 2009Posted by Lauren Cooke in Depression, Life, Chatter & Politics.
Tags: blogging, redundancies, stress, Work
Hi guys. Sorry I am not posting currently. To be honest, I am not feeling the blogging vibe this week. Instead, I am feeling stressed, and teary, and exhausted. My mind is racing along manically at 10 thousand to the dozen, and it is overpowering me a little bit to say the least.
Why am I feeling like this? Work is being restructured at the moment. Don’t worry, my little position organising UK marketing is safe, but I sit at my desk every day and here about other people going. My boss is not around at the moment either, meaning that I am now managing all marketing activity for the entire country, all from a small single desk with a very slow computer.
I am stressed. This is interesting, as normally I don’t get stressed easily. Don’t get me wrong – I am very fond of whining (practically a profession, that is how good I am at that!), and I am not adverse to an occasional wild sob-fest. Stress, however, is generally something I save for very special occasions. At the moment, however, I have nowhere to unwind. I am wildly busy at work, and then I come home to a house that we have to tidy, and clean, and organise. Relaxing in an environment where the floor is covered with random piles and the air is dusty is a difficult thing indeed.
And so, to that end, I am not putting blogging first. I am putting me, for a rare occasion, at the forefront and giving myself time to unwind without responsibilities. For this week, I am for me and me alone!
Land Ahoy! September 13, 2009Posted by Lauren Cooke in Blogs, Crafting, Fashion, Vintage.
Tags: 1930's fashion, blogging, Crafting, quilting, sewing, vintage
Well what a spectacular weekend I have just had. It began with a lovely evening gossiping in the pub with Cie, something we very rarely get to do anymore as just us two. It was meant to be a girls night out… but with a few more girls! Every cloud, however, as getting a chance to catch up and chat was a definite silver lining!
Saturday was spent at a sewing day for Sew Make Believe, which was a great opportunity to get the girls together in a crafty frame of mind, chatting and sewing and giggling. Once I recovered from my first hangover of the weekend (hey, I have a weak stomach, ok?!), I settled in to start chopping up my quilt segments for my colour wheel quilt. My blue section is mainly cut, and I simply have to invest in a rotary cutter!
The weekend kept getting better, as myself, Cie, Kateand Nommi whisked ourselves off on the train to London town, where we were destined for that 1930’s fashion event that I have been preparing for weeks. You know all those vintage dresses, and hairstyles, and 1930’s obsessing I ave been doing? Well, they all culminated in last nights SS Atlantica journey of discovery. Based on the beautiful St. Katharine’s Docks, we wandered around for a good half an hour before we found where the event was being held – but boy was it worth it! The interior was a little undecorated (especially considering they turned us away because they were “running late”) but we soon didn’t notice after a few glasses!
Once inside, we noticed at once the hug range of 1930’s fashion interpretations. Many people had opted for 1920’s fashion, a much easier era to define and pin down. Other people, however, were clearly clad in truly stunning vintage items, some of which were just… wow….!!! My dress was finally decided to be 1940’s – but I loved it so much and did feel very art deco 1930’s – so all was not lost.
We sipped champagne and drank cocktails all night, before getting involved in some 1930’s dancing. I know no steps at all and have always avoided anything that involves coordination – but suddenly it all worked. I suited the 1920’s dancing with wild abandon, but was useless when it came to anything with defined steps! It didn’t matter, however, as Nommi and myself were soon whisked away by some very dapper young men in suits who spun and swished us across the floor. It was great!
Just when our poor feet could dance no more, I felt a tap on the shoulder. And that is how I finally got to meet the wonderful Fleur de Guerre, 1940’s pin-up gal who is even more beautiful in the flesh than on her blog! After a bit of gossiping and introductions (in the real non-blog world for once!), we finally gave in and decided to head off back to our hotel – literally buzzing from both the great night and the delicious champagne!