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That Graduate life crisis.

I’ve been reading a lot of hilarious blog posts recently on the ‘twenty-something life crisis’ and it’s inspired me into blogging about it myself. I did the official graduation jazz a couple of weeks ago now, and I’m going to put in a picture of my dress because, quite frankly, I loved it. (It’s from H&M in case you wondered, mega-bargain of the century).

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So that’s my posing over with, how’s the big dark doom of life after graduation? Well, it’s definitely a whole new rollercoaster adventure. I’m not going to lie, it’s tough out there. I’ve become a legit traveller woman, for the past 3 months I haven’t been in one place longer than a week and a half; I’ve become a pro at packing a suitcase at high speed, running for trains and sleeping where ever is possible. It’s hectic, but all that travelling is giving me time to plan how I’m going to conquer the world.

So here’s my list of all the signs of a Graduate life-crisis:

1. If one more person asks you what your plans are next, you’ll scream at them.

2. You’re so bored of writing cover letters that you just want to send ‘PLEASE EMPLOY ME, I’M AMAZING’ and hope it still gets you a job.

3. You’re amazed at how much competition there is for proper jobs. Like, where are all these people coming from? 600 applicants in 2 hours, is that even for real!?

4. You’ll be equally amazed at how many jobs there are in recruitment. Where are all the jobs these people are recruiting for? How is that actually a thing?

5. You become ridiculously savvy at knowing which job adverts are just covering up ‘sales’ (cold calling) jobs. I was never aware that cold-calling was marketing. And who even buys stuff from cold-callers these days!? Ridiculous.

6. You begin to contemplate ridiculous careers. Dog walker for the rest of my life? Yeah, I can do that. They won’t mind that I’m not an animal person, right?

7. The joy of getting good news feels better than you imagine getting married / having your first child will be.

8. Someone mentions taking a Masters and you think back to the dark, dissertation days and shudder. Never, ever am I going through that again.

9. Money: You have none. You have to go back to the teenage days of begging your parents for a tenner so you can live.

10. You dream of your first pay-check. You then see the average salaries and cry at how you’ll be a penniless tramp.

11. The whole ’employment status / occupation’ box on forms brings on a whole new crisis. You can’t quite bring yourself to write unemployed. That’s only a temporary thing, right? I was actually signing up to the doctors today and they asked me on the form; so I put my occupation as ‘Graduate’, like it’s an actual thing. I look for jobs and I write letters telling people how amazing I am and how I deserve a job, whilst crying at how bad the competition is. Definite legit career.

12. There will be a lot of ladytears shed. It’s a life crisis, you have to cry. Sometimes you aren’t sure why.

13. The pure confusion of, just, life. Where will I live? Do I or do I not apply for this job? Will I be able to afford to live? What skills do I have for this job? Will I ever get a job? How do people ever go to the bother of changing jobs once they have one? WHAT IS LIFE?!

14. As you apply for a job, you begin planning your whole life if you got it. It seems like bliss. Then, application done, dream over. Next application, next dream life.

15. Your parents suggest careers for you. You wonder if they ever even listened to what you did at uni. Do you not understand my dreams!? Am I adopted? Who even are you!?

16. Moving back in with your parents. Actually I think this needs a whole blog post to itself.

17. Those over-wordy job descriptions are just hell in themselves.

18. The hatred you develop for the generic ‘Due to the large amount of applications, if you’re unsuccessful, we will not be able to let you know’. You may have put your heart and soul into that application, but nah, soz, bit busy to let you know you haven’t got it.

19. The jobs that ask for ‘Recent graduates with at least [what seems like 10 years] experience’. I was at university, how did you expect me to work full time too!? I’m not silly, I have a decent amount of experience, but equally, it sometimes feels like jobs want you to have experienced enough to be qualified for a managerial role yet it’s still entry level. Bizarre.

20. The wonder of if you’re the only one going through this. Then you look at the ridiculous numbers of applicants and laugh to yourself that you could not possibly be joined by more people, attached to their laptops, scrolling pages of potential jobs and despairing. That’s the reality of your problem.

21. The hatred for the words ‘job’ and ‘application’.

So basically, the graduate life consists of a lot of confusion, realisations of how poor you’ll be, how competitive the world is and how you need to escape moving back home. If you’re in this situation then I guess the crux of the crisis is that it will all work out. If you’re determined enough, you can make your own path and trot on down it like the superstar you are (girlpower inspiration at it’s best there). So keep your head up and enjoy having the time to catch up on all those things you missed whilst writing dissertation. The despair is real… But keep doing your thaaang.

SJW x

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10 things I hate about you.

SJW is back from across the pond! People keep asking me how it was and I literally can’t sum it up any better than ‘It was amazing!’ which feels like a bit of an understatement. It was genuinely the best month of my life.

I planned on blogging about each place as I went around but… that went out of the window. I mean I did have a lot on my mind… like deciding what type of food I wanted for my next meal. And where the nearest Urban Outfitters was.

So that I don’t make you all too jealous (ha that sounds so up myself), I’ve decided to blog about the things I hated the most about America. This actually came out of a conversation I had with the family we stayed with in Philadelphia (yep, still find it hard to spell that), when during dinner we were faced with the question ‘so everybody asks what you loved the most, but I want to know the one thing you hate the most about America?’. So here goes, apparently my response was pretty funny:

1. Automatic Flushes on Toilets.
I have so much hatred for them! And yes I brought this up at a dinner table haha. But seriously, do they ever flush when you want them to!? You walk in; they flush. You sit down; they flush. You stand up; they don’t frigging flush. And there you are with a wet bum, flailing around like an idiot trying to get the stupid thing to flush. Just give me a button to press at least!

2. Accent Issues
I grew to love the hilarious blank stares I got when I was speaking and the person had no idea what I was talking about. It was actually really interesting to find out what words just don’t translate. Too much crisp / chips / fries confusion.

3. I ❤ America
All jokes about American deriving from English and how therefore we’re the best aside, is there really any need for so many American flags hanging about? I haven’t forgotten what country I’m in…

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4. The amount of tramps in San Francisco.
On a really boring political note, the wealth divide in America is actually quite shocking. Like yo, what is up with that Barack? However, whilst in San Fran I was happily walking along the street when a tramp started following me, shouting at me asking if I had any tissue. Maybe hayfever was really hitting him bad, but he was going pretty psycho about the tissue. I didn’t have any tissue and I was scared of his reaction. But then he harassed someone else for tissue and my Kleenex were safe. I also witnessed a man getting arrested in Bloomingdales for shoplifting (OOO draaaaamaaa).

5. The lack of vegetables.
I just wanted a good roast dinner.

Okay I’m done with the hating. Here’s a few things I loved:

1. 7-11
I need one of these in the UK. It’s basically a corner shop full of snacks. Okay, the hot dogs constantly cooking by the till slightly gross me out (A cheeseburger hot dog, seriously America!?). However, I am craving a slurpee; these incred slush puppy like drinks but in actual good flavours. Like Fanta Fruit Twist and Coke. I’m also a fan of the 99 cent Big Gulp soda machine. (They have good names, right?).

2. Food Food Food
Burgers. Pizza. Burritos. Chicken. Milkshakes. I think I still dream about some of the meals I had. My food highlight was San Francisco and this place called Limon, who served whole rotisserie chickens, with two sides and three dips for $22. It was some of the best chicken I’ve ever tasted. If you’re in San Francisco, go there.

3. Evening dips in the ocean.
One of my favourite memories of the trip is from Venice Beach. It was our last evening; I went for a stroll whilst the sun set, AJP went for a run. When we met up, the sea felt warm enough to actually get in it. Being so yolo and all, both fully clothed we ran in. I cannot explain how incredible it was. It’s moments like that which make travelling so worth it you know.

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4. San Diego Zoo
There was a cable car across the top of the entire zoo. We saw a Giant Panda wake up, do a massive poo and go straight back to sleep. We saw two turtles mating. Need I say more?

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5. I never wanted the adventure to end.
In case I didn’t say it enough, I loved exploring and I loved doing it with the person I’ve missed most over the past year. It made me realise how well we know each other and how that really hasn’t changed even though we’ve been apart; and for that I couldn’t be any more grateful. I’m only being nice because I know he won’t actually bother to read my post this far. There’s still so many places I want to visit; I’m so jealous of everyone only just jetting off on their own adventures!

For me though, it’s on to the ‘Find-a-Job Adventure’…

SJW x

 

 

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The Concrete Jungle Part 2

So I haven’t been able to post as much as I’d like as it’s been a pretty jam packed adventure so far, but I’ll try and bring you up to date.

I wrote this post the the old pen and paper way, sat on the comfiest bed I’ve been in in a while, somewhere off Sunset Boulevard in LA. It still seems weird to me that I’m in America at times, but I’m nearly halfway through my adventure, a lot poorer, a little browner and dreaming of travelling the world.

I can’t really remember where I got to in my tales of the Big Bad City, but I’ll cover the rest of my highlights…

The Day I Became a TV Star!
In the morning I visited a few shops, including Uniqulo on 5th Avenue, which is well worth a visit and I have to take my hats off to the store design / VM team! After that I visited the Museum of Modern Art, which, quite frankly, is huge! There were some ‘artistically challenging’ moments (honestly, who considers blank canvases art!?) but some equally amazing sights. From here was the most exciting part of my day, I met up with a friend and whilst happily trotting the streets of New York to find somewhere to eat, we got stopped by a woman asking if we wanted to be on TV. With images of my very own Hollywood Star in my head I quickly agreed… LOL JK, we were both so hungry it took a lot of persuading. I have no idea who the woman was that was interviewed or what show she was talking about, but as you can see, I definitely rocked my 5 milliseconds of fame.

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After this came possibly my favourite moment of the entire trip. Whilst ordering my lunch, I asked for a turkey burger and the waitress turned around with the most disgusted face and just said ‘WUT!?’. … ‘A turkey burger?’. After more blank stares and another ‘WUT!?’, I was saved by the American with me who repeated my order. The turkey burger was good but who knew that was so difficult to understand!?

So I don’t want to bore you with a day in / day out, here’s what time I sneezed type post, so here are my pointers of places to check out if you happen to pop by NY:

1. Dylan’s Candy Bar – Best pick n’ mix ever. Enough said.

2. The Chelsea Highline – A cool walk above the streets with a great view of the skyline!

3. The Meatball Shop – A restaurant well worth a visit! You can choose the type of meatballs you want, what side and what sauce. I tried chicken meatballs, with mash and some veg. Here is where I discovered the amazingness of ice cream sandwiches. ice cream between two cookies. Amazeballs.

4. The New York Public Library – There was a distinct lack of books in this place… but amazing interiors and a good place to work or if you want to re-live the scenes of The Day After Tomorrow. (Jake Gyllenhall not included).

5. The Rockefella Centre – An obvious one, but the view at the Top of the Rock are amazing. Just take someone to grab onto and don’t go near the edge if you’re scared of heights… Trust me.

6. Central Park – The most super obvious tip but there is so much to explore / laze in. My favourite event here as watching some newly engaged couples on photoshoots with super cringe photographers… ‘kiss her!’ ‘oh you’re so cute’. Ew, no.

7. Brooklyn – Just go there (especially if you love East London). Just don’t take Alastair as your tour guide who took me on a 10 million mile walk which only ended in rubbed feet and a well overdue toilet stop.

8. Bare Burger – I’e had my fair share of burgers in America, but these are good’uns. Check em out.

9. Reason Outpost – I know I’ve mentioned this brand before, but take a visit to the East Village and hunt this store down, it’s small but worth it. It’s a cool area and pass by Union Square on your way home. I sat people watching whilst the sun set.

10. Aaaand finally, the greatest American invention of them all… 7-11. This corner shop should come back with me to the UK, or at the very least the Slurpie machine should. Because who doesn’t want a better version of slush puppy available to them 24 hours a day!?

I wish I’d had a little longer to explore, but I guess it gives me a good reason to go back again!
Next stop… San Francisco. SJW x

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The Big Bad City

Oh hai there! SJW has gone stateside for a month of travelling, so for the next few weeks I’ll be posting about my adventures… Please try to restrain your jealousy.

Since I last posted my life has been a little bit hectic (hence why I haven’t posted), between interning, dissertation, travelling and (trying) to get prepared for Americaaaa. For a little round up, I went home home to Devon for a while, spent a week in Edinburgh with my Mum and Aunt, interned, went to my Cousin’s wedding, celebrated my friend’s 21st aaaand FINALLY FINISHED UNI!! The last stretch of dissertation felt so looong, with many days being spent in my pjs and surgically attached to my laptop. I have a ‘How to Survive Dissertation’ type post drafted out, which I’ll post once I’m back home. A week later I think it’s finally sunk in that it’s all done and I couldn’t be happier that the stress is all over with; as Papa SJW has said, all that’s left now is to pray.

However, now I’m out in America and life could not feel jazzier. I flew out on Tuesday and my first stop is a week in New York. Doing a standard SJW, I left my packing a little too late… Sorry Mum! But dragging a suitcase nearly as big as me bright and early on the tube was definitely the start of the adventure. I somehow got the job of directing a couple of Romanian women who could barely speak English off the tube to find their train… As you can imagine there were some hilarious scenes of me pointing where to go and them just looking back at me with faces of total dismay. There was definitely a point when I genuinely got worried they would just follow me onto my train to Heathrow… Fingers crossed they made it! Also, big shout out here to the man at Paddington who carried my suitcase down the massive flight of stairs, you da best!

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I somehow got to Heathrow really early, only to find out my flight was delayed by a few hours. BOOOO YOU BA. Also BOO YOU to both of the security people who told me that I look about 16 / asked if I needed my Mum to approve me being searched. Naaat cool.

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After a journey that felt like the longest day of my life, I finally got to be reunited with that friend who moved to New York and all was well in the world.

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The next day we went for brunch, then went on a cable car over to Roosevelt Island, where a woman cycled past me and made my day by telling me she loved my JuJu’s! After that we embarked on a journey to candy heaven; Dylan’s Candy Bar. As a girl who is caps lock KEEN for pick and mix, I had to restrain myself to not spend all my dollars on sweets.

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We then went for a wander to Urban Outfitters, Bloomingdales and Grand Central. Obama obviously heard I was trotting the streets of New York and decided to drive by to say hi. (Yes, that really happened… Okay, he maybe didn’t say hi but we saw his car). #WelcomeToNewYork

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Today is my second day of Americaaa adventures and I headed to MOMA, the museum of modern art, which even stretched my inner culture vulture as the place is so huge. After this I met my friend and as we were walking for lunch we got invited to be in a small audience for a TV interview. I think this makes me allowed to say I’m famous now? With Obama yesterday and TV appearances today, America clearly loves me. We then went for lunch and walked around Times Square. I can hear you’re all dying to know what I’ve been wearing for this big adventure so here’s a snap of my outfit today:

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Jelly Shoes are JuJu’s (£25 from Office), which were a dissertation hand-in day treat, they’re actually so comfy and haven’t rubbed at all (I definitely have nightmares from being a child crying about my jelly shoes destroying my feet); T-shirt is from Reason Clothing; Jeans are New Look; Socks Primark; Shirt Jacket is a freshly purchased bargain which I am so proud of! Cost me $10 in the Urban Outfitters sale yesterday!

The plan for our trip after New York is to head over to the West Coast which I’m mega excited for!

Adios x

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Five Days of Fashion

Oh haiii, here is (as promised) a post on fashion related things. I was going to do a week in pictures of my outfits but to be quite honest, I’m either living in pyjamas to do my dissertation (everyday is no make-up selfie day if you’re lucky enough to enjoy my snapchats) or I forget to take a picture (let’s get real, it’s mega awkward asking people to take pictures of your outfit). However, I have managed to pull together five pictures of outfits for your enjoyment / procrastination / lol-worthy material for today.

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This is an outfit I’ve been loving lately, consists of a denim Topshop dress (£38, http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/clothing-427/denim-897/moto-dark-acid-tee-dress-2438792?bi=81&ps=20), floral bomber jacket from Zara (£12 in the Christmas Sale, bargain!) and with a big gold necklace. I bought the dress a while ago, telling myself it would be great when I go to America (my best excuse for shopping at the moment). I’m pretty sure denim will still be big this summer, I’ve just spotted a denim boiler suit which looks ace! Plus this floral jacket is great in spring to just throw on.

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This was an official tomboy day, there was no lipstick and no heels involved! I’m really getting into t-shirts lately and this NASA one has been a favourite for a while (Tee and Cake, £28. Check out their range here http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/category/clothing-427/clothing-brands-1910272/tee-cake-996?noOfRefinements=1&cat1=203984&cat2=820009&cat3=820365 ). Worn with an oversized shirt I picked up in the Zara sale at Christmas, my loyal black skinnies and my dark purple Converse high tops. Topped off by my cross beanie, made by brand Alice Hannah but picked up in Topshop (http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/sale-offers-436/sale-799/accessories-809/gothic-cross-beanie-2440314?refinements=category~%5b398578%7c398526%5d&bi=21&ps=20, £7)

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I’m trying to wear this jumper less because I’m slightly addicted to it! Apparently made in Los Angeles from Topshop, now in the sale at £12, RUN TO THE SHOPS. (http://www.topshop.com/en/tsuk/product/clothing-427/tops-443/hoodies-sweatshirts-2289292/check-tri-marl-sweat-2678046?refinements=category~%5b1373604%7c208524%5d&bi=21&ps=20). Worn with a light denim shirt, and my double side split skirt I picked up from H&M in the sale a while back. It’s so impractical it’s ridiculous. You literally can’t walk along without it getting all caught up so I have to look like a pleb constantly trying to pull it out from my legs. Attractive, right?

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That friend who moved to New York for a year came back to visit last week. I guess it was alright to see him (ha, who am I kidding, I’ve missed that kid loads), but he bought me this t-shirt which he picked up at Reason Clothing which I love. He subsequently made me spill chocolate yoghurt on it (what a joker) but thanks to my A grade stain removal skillz, thankfully it came out. Nobody wants a dodgily grim brown stain on their top. If you haven’t tried Cadbury’s new Pots of Joy by the way, GO AND BUY THEM. They are literally incredible. (Fingers crossed Cadbury’s send me free ones for writing this).

Aaaand finally, my latest t-shirt which brings all the boys to the yard is this Topshop x Adidas Originals collection t-shirt. I’ve been waiting for this collection to come out for a while now, so when it came out last Thursday I visited a Topshop to see what it was all about (okay, official fashion nerd moment). It was all pretty cool but the shorts felt really naff and plasticy!? However, I liked all the tops and sweatshirts and I got this white t-shirt, which I wore out to The Nest, in Dalston, with leather shorts, heels and my metallic clutch from Dorothy Perkins. Metallics are looking like they’re set to be huge, particularly in accessories.

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Really though this is what I’ve been wearing. Form a queue, boys.

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Third year sucks.
SJW x

 

 

 

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Life in a Feminist Frock

Guess who’s back!? Sorry it’s been a while, it’s safe to say that the final year of university is truly a mountain to climb. I’ve hopefully already had my low point, and right now I’m feeling positive, just stressed and ridiculously busy. I can barely remember anything nor plan beyond the end of a week. I feel like I’ve been living in the library to get my dissertation done, just the other day I got chucked out by the security guard because I was the last person in there. Dedication, hey.

So what’s been going on, I can’t hear you ask? Besides dissertation, I’ve managed to get myself a great internship at the moment, in a Press and Marketing department of a vintage fashion brand, which I’m really enjoying and is a great experience! The thought of getting myself an actual job is however, a slightly more daunting task. I’m in that prime time of being asked what I want to do when I finish university, and no matter when you’re asked what your life-plans are, it’s quite possibly the worst thing to answer in life. Apart from perhaps if you get asked when the baby’s due when you’ve just over-indulged in a good meal. Anyway, I’d like to be able to say I’m going to leave university and start my own business and live happily in London. Unfortunately, I’m not rolling in the dollar. In reality, I hope to go into social media / marketing, perhaps in fashion, perhaps not. See where life takes me. I want to stay in London, but that’s dependant on earning a wage! I’m excited for the change, I’m hoping it’ll be a lot more rewarding than university was.

Don’t worry, it’s not the end of Slapdash! I want to earn some money, plan out where it’s heading and give it my all.

In other news, you might be aware that it was International Women’s Day recently. The more I think about it, the more I realise that I grew up with some sort of feminist influences on me. I’m not talking crazy feminist here, don’t get scared. I just believe in equal rights for women and am pretty independent. I guess it’s a result of some of the women in my family; my Grandma (and previous female generations before her) ran my family’s business and my Mum always told me to be an independent lady. I went to an all-girls grammar school for secondary school and I recently read a great article which summed up how this rids any gender gap in what you’re expected to be good at. (Read it here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2013/09/24/19-signs-you-went-to-all-girls-school_n_3914785.html)
All-girls schools mean many things. There was definitely enough drama to turn Mean Girls into a TV series. Any young, male specimen that came within the school boundaries immediately became a God. Anything remotely to do with periods became okay to talk about, no shame. Quite frankly, I’m glad my ugly years were spent in an environment where men didn’t exist. It also means that you grow up with a mind-set that females can do whatever subjects they like. You want to be the president of the world? You go gurrrl. Dragging down those silly gendered stereotypes is something which I believe is really important these days. Not only for women but men too. Why should fashion be seen to be studied by women and engineering by men, for example!?

Feminism shouldn’t be seen as something which evokes images of women running around burning their bras. To me, it’s a really important value of equal rights, independence and choice. Freedom to fulfil the choice and paths you want to take. In the Western world, it shouldn’t still be so that women get paid, on average, less than men for the same role. People should be paid equally and have equal opportunities for promotion no matter their gender (or any other stereotype for that matter). Feminism isn’t about arguing over whether men should hold doors open for you or not.

I also believe that there should be more awareness of the treatment of women in other areas of the world. In so many cultures, women are mistreated and not given the right to simple things like education, solely because they are female. In another article I was reading, it brought up the violence against women. In so many cultures, violence against women, including rape, is seen as acceptable and this shouldn’t be so. Obviously no world will be perfect, but more awareness should be raised to educate and change the perception that women are inferior and that it’s okay to mistreat and violate them in such horrific ways. In particular, female genital mutilation is a subject which really irks me. It’s a horrendous practise with no known medical benefits and generally causes many complications. The thought that it happens to so many women actually disgusts me. Obviously it’s such a difficult subject as from the majority’s point of view, the issue with the practise arises from the physical force used to conduct it on children. However, within the culture, it’s seen as the norm and sadly women don’t have the independence to be able to step away from their circle and hence stop the practise of FGM.

International Women’s Day is about raising awareness of issues like these, just discussing them is important. Sorry about getting a bit deep for a blog post, but hey, equality is important, right!?

Next post is fashion related, I promise it won’t be such a long break!
SJW x

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Happy Valentine’s Day! (Pukeeeee).

Tomorrow is the dreaded day for those of us who are single out there, but you know what I’ve realised? Being single is pretty great for a number of reasons. Yeah, maybe even Hitler had a girlfriend and thus anybody who is single is less attractive than Hitler (obvious logic there, duhhh), but let’s enjoy being single, before the shame of going home to tell your Mum that you’re still single gets too much and you throw yourself into the joy of a relationship. My own Mum likes to hilariously ask if I’m capable of meeting any man who isn’t gay or already has a girlfriend.

1: The best benefit of being single: Your bed.
If, like me, you’re in a full time relationship with your bed, then you’ll definitely appreciate this. You can starfish in your bed to your heart’s content. Nobody stealing the covers. Nobody snoring. Oh, and yes you can definitely wear your pink fluffy full length PJ’s to bed without the fear you’ll be disowned!

2: No hair removal for you Glen Coco. You go, Glen Coco!
The bane of any girl’s life; that continual hair removal process. Unless your surname is Kardashian and you can afford to laser hair remove your entire body on your TV programme (not that I’ve ever watched it…), hair removal is just looooong. Single though? No worries! Let yourself become a full time gorilla, particularly through winter. Maybe stick to thick tights, jeans and maxi skirts though…

3: No shameful PDA’s.
I swear living in London has made this issue a whole lot more real. Kissing eachother on the Tube escalator is the worst. Please, get a room. Being single though, you can just feel disgusted at them and pride in yourself that you are trotting independently up those stairs.

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4: No ridiculous overshare on social media.
I have two points here, firstly, if you’re single then you don’t even have to attempt the ‘OH EM GEEEE, can’t open my door due to the cards’ joke. We all know you’re lying. Secondly, there is going to be no better joy than watching all the #luckygirl posts tomorrow and cringing / laughing / envying when the other half actually got the present right. Which leads me onto my next point…

5: No need to pretend you love the ugly cuddly toy or too smushy card.
Nobody has got you a rubbish present you have to pretend to love! All round winner here. Personally, I’m pretending these flowers are mine from a secret admirer. (I bought them for my flatmate’s Birthday, but shhh.)

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6: Valentine’s Day is a load of commercialised poo.
When you’re single, (though if I ever surprise my Mum by actually getting a boyfriend, I’ll still do this), you can happily rant about how Valentine’s Day is just a commercialised day, where people are just buying each other presents because society tells them they have to. Spontaneity is way better people!

7: You can go around singing ‘Independent Ladies’ feeling like a boss.
Release your inner Beyoncé. Be Independent. Conquer the world on your own. Here’s the link so you can start now!http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lPQZni7I18
(Male readers can insert a more manly role model here). Which leads me onto my next point…

8: Do what you want, when you want.
Wear what you want, watch what you want, eat what you want… the list is endless. The best part? Nobody you have to schedule your life around, nobody there to impress, nobody who will judge you. Definitely not advocating changing for your other half, but you know, whipping your ice cream up so it’s liquid like you do when you’re a child is probs not the most attractive trait. (I think I just admitted my #childeatinghabits so let’s move swiftly along).

9: No awkward Valentine’s date.
I definitely think single people should think themselves lucky they aren’t on a date with Mr / Mrs. Wrong. No awkward small talk over food you want to chow down on but have to politely nibble at. No horrendous awkward silences. No ‘will they ever text me again’ wondering. No blind date where you walk up to the wrong person (just imagine, that’d be a story for the grandkids, that).

10: Aaaand finally, your friend’s are definitely the best people to spend Valentine’s with.
Because Valentine’s Day is like any other day, right? You can hang with your friends, have a cracking time and appreciate how much less hassle they are than a relationship. You may even be able to laugh about the Valentine’s cards you / other friends got over the years, particularly those ‘anonymous’ ones from your parents. (My Dad was great at this the year he text me and asked me to be his Valentine when I was about 13.)

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Anyway, here’s to embracing being independent; spending Valentine’s with friends whilst planning how you’re gonna conquer the world. Just in case you need a little pick me up, thanks to everyone who reads this blog, I’m amazed how many people actually do and have given me great feedback. You da best!

SJW x