A very Lush Christmas Party (In October)

I started planning for Christmas in late August, so receiving word that Lush were planning on throwing their Christmas event a couple Mondays ago was cause for great excitement.

These events focus around showing off the new seasonal ranges (Halloween and Christmas, two of my favorite holidays) with a bunch of highly excitable enthusiastic people.

Upon arrival there were themed, Vegan sweet treats. Not only were they helping us with our sugar fix, they looked like the products we would be leaving with at the end of the night!!

Autumn Leaf
L-R Boo, Monsters Ball, Goth Fairy, Lord of Misrule.

The first things we were introduced to were the Halloween Range, there is far too much to photograph but I snapped a few of my favorites. Goth Fairy appeals to my inner eighteen year old who used to cover herself with body glitter before a night out, and this adorable shimmer bar moisturises whilst it makes you sparkle like a Cullen.

My next two favorites were the adoreable Boo, A ghost Bath melt with a high Cocoa Butter content, and the incredibly Disney-esk Monsters Ball. This bath bomb smells incredible, looks like Sulley from Monsters Inc and his eye constantly floats to the top of the bath.



Lush is bath bombs galore with Golden Wonder stealing my heart, and the starry Shoot for the Stars.

So pretty!!

The soaps in Lush always take my breath away, I feel like there’s no way I can treat a family member to one of these beauties without first showing them the whole thing!!


One of my all time favourite Lush products is the Christingle body conditioner, and I was lucky enough to have a demonstration instore, some people like Rose Jam or Snow Fairy but for me its Christingle. I use it whenever I go for a swim to treat my skin after the Chlorine.


I left Lush with what seemed like hundreds of photos, and on such a high!!


Alongside being given an amazing look at all the Lush products we were gifted a few goodies to take home with us. This post is very much my own words and feelings, with Many Thanks to Lush for their generosity and treating us all like VIPs.



Lace and Pleats: Making the most of the remaining British Sunshine

This, is probably my favourite outfit of this year so far. I’m a real girly-girl and a good portion of my wardrobe is either lace, pleated, pink or white.
The top was a sale find from Tesco (£7), the sleeveless topics made of huge lace flowers with lots of little holes around the lace and the centre of the flowers. The arms and neck have a scalloped lace hem to add an extra detail. I especially love the high neck, it keeps the top demure. I have an incredible nude bra I wear under this, ore wise this would call for a nude vest underneath. 
The skirt was an early spring purchase from Primark (£11) that I’ve worn previously with a stripped 3/4 sleeve body and a lace cap sleeve body. The floaty mess of this skirt call for a more fitted top. This moves beautifully and is made for this top. I did have to fix the waistband on this recently as the stitching had starts to come apart. 
I added a pair of strappy sandals also from Tesco (£4!) they have a gorgeous gold plate down the middle of the shoe adding a touch of glamour.
I have worn this outfit three times in the last couple months; to the last Blogger Brunch (next brunch is the 16th, comment if you’d like to join), a formal event and a lunch with friends. I doubt I’ll be able to wear this combination for much longer with the Autumn months coming, but that just means looking for new ways to style these.

(Eternal thanks to the ever patient Matt for both taking, and editing these photos for me. You are incredibly talented.)

*pricing is a rough estimate, as I don’t have the tags to hand.


I bought new shoes! Mini Primark Haul

I put some new shoes on, and suddenly everything is right.
Paulo Nutini

Shoes are an area of styling that I tend to struggle with. Presently I have a series of shoe genres I stick to: androgynous (brogues and moccasins), feminine (ballet flats), vintage (t bar) and boots (chunky ankle types). I have heels and higher boots, and a few plimsoles but shoes confound me.

I know what I like (strappy, t bar or animal print), and I wear those shoes to death. This is why I found myself in need of some new ballet flats (or dolly shoes if you prefer). I find these shoes go with the majority of my wardrobe, from jeans and tees to smart workwear and ditsy summer dresses. However, because of the nature of these flats I find they don’t last long. I started 2016 with six pairs of flats which I could rotate and love, and I found myself binning the second to last pair of these in August when the soles started separating from the sides.
Cue a need for new ballet flats and a trip to Drake Circus. After trying New Look in search of any bargain flats (I’m a touch cash strapped at present) I ventured to Primark looking for a pair of simple black ballet straps, and I hit the jackpot.

The first things I saw was this lovely pair of black ballet flats with an ankle strap, allowing me to feel all vintagey and retro. These are also lovely as I can alternate them with my pointed T Bar flats I’ve been favouring recently. I can see myself wearing these in a work, or more professional environment.

Just around the corner from these I found some elasticated fold up black flats, and could resist them. I often walk into work with trainers or plimsoles on to offer my feet a bit of support, and slip into a pair of flats when I get in. These fold up smart shoes mean I can easily do this, and not lose space in my bag! I wore these to an interview this week, and they proved very comfortable.

Finally I saw these leopard print flats. I-love-Leopard print. I feel like this print lifts an outfit from simple and pulled together to fashionable and edgy. I tried these on, loved how they looked with my skinny jeans, and popped them straight in my basket. I wore these to the Bridget Jones event this week (post pending!) and around my home town the next day and they looked incredible. They had started to rub a touch the next day, but nothing horrific.

All in all, I don’t think you can beat Primark for ballet flats. And in this case, I cannot wait to see how I can pair the leopard print and strappy flats with more of my wardrobe.
Have you been shoe shopping in Primark recently? Are you a flats or heels fan?
– Emily


Bake along with Bake Off: Week Two – Viennese Whirls

So this week Bake Off saw biscuit week. My heart sank, as i struggle making biscuits. It comes down to trust, I don’t trust or understand these popular British snacks. As they need to be left to firm up whilst cooling, and I am always worried they’ll be under baked.
I decided to try Viennese Whirls, once again attempting the technical challenge. Again, I found the recipe through the BBC website. After assessing the pantry and realising I had nothing in I popped to the shops. I was lucky to get jam sugar, as there was literally one

left on the shelves at Waitrose (I tried Lidil first, but they didn’t even have raspberry jam!). When I got all the ingredients home, I measured everything out and started on the aspect of this I was most comfortable about: the jam.
I felt nervous about this as I was vaguely aware of how easy it is to get hurt from boiling jam, or to burn jam and damage a pan. I mashed the fruit, and popped it on to boil with the sugar whilst I started mixing the butter cream icing. I always find buttercream is a messy, time consuming aspect of baking. I alternated between mixing my jam and buttercream, to be efficient and stop my jam from catching. At the second stage of the jam, I popped the lid on the pan and left the mix boil away, stopping it from bubbling over by lifting the lid multiple times. When this had finished boiling I put this into a glass dish to cool whilst I worked on the biscuit dough.

The dough came together really easily, and per the recommendations at the bottom of the recipie I decanted the dough into a piping bag and placed it to cool in the fridge for 15 minutes. I them preheated the oven, paced down some grass proof paper and started to line the spots for the paper.

When the 15 minutes were up, I took the dough out of the fridge to start piping the biscuits. The dough was so hard and unforgiving, it as really difficult to pipe into the shapes. I can see why the contestants struggled this week, I warmed the dough between my hands and it far improved this.

When all three trays had the pipped dough, i popped them into the over to bake and removed them after twelve minutes. I left them onto the side to cool, and then transfers them to a wire rack. Next came a stage that mimicked this weeks bake off again: when I applied the jam and buttercream to each biscuit some of them began to crumble and snap. These biscuits needed a gentle hand.
I sandwiched the jam and buttercream sides together and divvied them up between my, and my partners family and tried my first biscuit. Viennese Whirls have never been a favourite biscuit, and they never will be. They tasted nice, and were a touch over sweet for me. My thought whilst eating this, was that I would have far preferred a slice of Victoria Sponge cake.

Ultimately these looked lovely, they received really positive fed back from my family, and when I was next in the kitchen all the biscuits had been eaten. Would I make these again? As a gift for someone who loved them, potentially, otherwise there are many other bakes I prefer.
Now I’m getting nervous for bread week. I’ve made soda bread before, and I often make bread in my bread maker, but kneading dough by hand isn’t something I have a lot of experience with.

Are you baking along too?

The Power of Good Girl Friends.

I have had a really horrible summer. Going through a break up, especially when you had no idea it was coming, is not fun at all. But when I was feeling low and ugly crying who was there…the most amazing females I know.


You know you have a great blogging partner and friend when you can turn up to her house and just cry for a few hours. That is what Emily is to me. This woman works in another city, has to commute every day and has her own life stuff going but when I was in need she made herself completely available to me. She was a shoulder for me to cry on, she was an amazing advice giver and a great distracter and I would have struggled so much these last few weeks without her there. I’m half hoping she gets dumped soon so I can make it up to her (I don’t really just trust me she’ll find that funny).


Let’s not forget the best friend a girl can have, our mums. When you’re only single figures old she’s your absolute world, then as your grow up she seems like the devil and it’s not until your high teens that you realise she’s just a girl like you but she knows you better than she knows herself. Now, I will argue that my mum is the best in the world and after my break up she really was, she let me be sad but that didn’t stop her telling me some much needed home truths. I am so glad to have that wonderful woman in my life helping to guide me through the best and worst of times, I hope I’m half as good at being a mum as she is.


Us girls have this horrible habit of wanting to tear each other down for the most trivial of things, usually because of some stupid boy. Yet when something goes wrong those same girls are the ones we go running to because only they can understand and support us the way we need. So, I am taking an oath, as someone who recently really leaned on the fabulous females in her life, to try every day to only raise women up and support girls in whatever they choose to do. We need each other more than we care to admit and I would like to my bit to end girl hate.


Anyway that was just a little thought that’s been going around my head for these last few weeks. Make sure you show your girl friends or anyone who means anything to you that you appreciate them and tell them often.


Thanks for reading. Speak soon – Sally🙂






Bake Along With Bake Off: Week One, Jaffa Cakes

On Wednesday, like many others across the country, I tuned into watch the first episode of Bake Off. With minimal derision I tweeted my way through the show, picking out my early favourites (Selasi, Candice, Benjamina), and commenting that I wanted to attempt either Jaffa Cakes or the Mirror Cake. Cue Alice from Wooden Windowsills asking if I as going to partake in Bake Along With Bake Off, a series created by Amanda and Ala.

So it all started off ok, I inspected the pantry and established the only thing I needed was some Orange Jelly. a quick trip to the local coop saw me returning with two packets, one to act as a back up in case of a mistake.

I got all my ingredients out, and brought Mary Berry’s recipe for Jaffa Cakes up on the BBC Food website. I started by making my Jelly, per the packet instructions and popping it to set in the fridge. Next was the sponge base, after measuring out the ingredients I looked at the orange I had put in the side perplexed and realised I had forgotten to add grated zest to my jelly. I quickly zested the orange, and added it to my jelly mix (crisis averted).

Back to the sponge, I used my electric mixer to get as much air into the eggs and sugar as possible, and after about seven minutes I added the flour by folding it into the mixture. I was really worried when I first saw the ingredients at how this would make twelve Jaffa cakes but I was feeling more confident when everything was combined.

I greased a cupcake tin and added my sponge mix by tea spoon, when I got to my tenth cake I ran out of mixture and did something I never normally would: I took little bits of mixture from the other cake batters to make it up to twelve. Oven preheated at 180 I put my sponges in for seven minutes. They rose beautifully, and smelt gorgeous. Step one complete.

After leaving the cakes to cool I checked on my jelly which didn’t seem to be setting, I checked with the jelly expert in the family (my dad) who advised jelly normally sets in about half an hour. It had been over an hour and there as no sign of a wiggle in the mix, so I made my second jelly.

Another hour later neither had set, I consulted my father again who mocked my choice to make my jelly on baking trays covered in grease proof paper. We decanted the mixes into glass dishes so the jelly was still shallow. Cut forward to eight hours after I had first put my jelly in the fridge, and they are sort of-almost set…

I decided to make the Jaffa Cakes with this Jelly, and it was… Interesting. I couldn’t cut the jelly with a biscuit cutter, so I used a teaspoon to dollop jelly on the cakes. I then melted my dark chocolate (I’ll always chose dark chocolate in cooking, I like the slightly bitter edge) and drizzled it over the cakes and jelly with another spoon. This did not go well.

The chocolate slipped off the jelly, either to the sides or around the jelly. I gave all the cakes a chocolate coating anyway and put them in the fridge. They set within an hour or so and I shared one with my sister and they were definitely edible, so I popped them in a Tupperware container and back in the fridge for a picnic the next day.
These didn’t taste as awful as they looked, I brought them along to Sunday’s Blogger Brunch and everyone ate and complimented me on the way they taste. Either everyone was being very polite, or I made a batch of decent tasting awful looking cakes.

Things I have learnt from this:

  •  Jelly should be made in a glass container, not on grease proof paper in a baking tray.
  • On the next attempt ignore the packet instructions, just add the boiling water.
  • The jelly may not have worked, but the cakes did, and dark chocolate was define let a good call.
  • I probably won’t make Jaffa cakes again, but now I really want a trifle!
  • Jelly makes an awesome snack when you need something sweet, especially when you’ve made three times more than you needed…

Now, I wonder what tomorrow’s bakes will be…

– Emily

Ps, I totally stole Sally’s upload day this week!

Train of thought…

I catch the train for work five days a week, and have done so for spot on six months today. In some waus this is an improvement on how I previously commuted (bus) and there are many ways that it drives me crazy, so I thought I would collate a list of bugbears about trains:


For some reason Great Western Railway feel that a three or four carriage train is sufficient for the evening commuter train, meaning the 17:24 train home is generally standing room only until the third or fourth stop, on a good day. 


I cannot deal will the responsibility of opening the train door when it reaches the station. I’m not talking about the button operated doors, but the ones where you need to stick your arm through the window and manoeuvre the handle. If I’m at the front I will muck it up to or three times and look like an idiot who can’t open the door. 


The reliability of trains is a running joke and should just go without saying. My train will either be slightly late which can make me about 2 or 3 minutes late for work or what you do is be an hour late 2 hours late and completely screw with my plans. Thanks trains. 

On the flip side…

My morning train is not only spacious, I can charge my phone, I can read a book and I can just switch off and relax for an hour. And 4 out of 5 days of the week my train will be on time. 

As much as the train might drive me crazy on occasion, it still allowed me to take a chance on an amazing opportunity in Truro with a job that has really challenged me and given me with some real moment pride.

Trains I might hate you on occasion, but I’m also incredibly grateful for you.