One of my favourite past times is journal-ling. My old journal is a mixture of illustrations, lovely letters sent to me by some of the most wonderful people on earth, wise words and quotes and other bits and bobs. It's mostly a reflective sort of journal, sometimes I flick through and catch myself stuck on pages etched with delicate ribbons of sadness, and sometimes I'll land on a page that fills me with the most wonderful memories.
I couldn't sleep the night before so I spent hours pouring over my little journal re-reading letters and well wishes beautiful souls had sent me during my a-level years (how long ago that feels!) and reliving some of my more tiring moments in life. If you don't have a journal i highly recomend one! Just get an old sketchbook and fill it, fill it with anything and everything, then years later you'll look back on it and think, "Deary me, have things changed that much?". It's also good fun, and a way to store things of sentimental value (I am a very soppy person if you didn't already know!).
And now onto another topic, the glorious American Apparel high waisted denim dreams... I mean jeans.. They are perfect in literally every way. I don't think i've ever, in my entire life found a pair of jeans that cater perfectly to my wide-hip-small-waist ratio but these do and boy do they make you look gooooood, emphasis on the 'ooooooo' totally necessary, for you see, I unfortunately was not blessed with the highly coveted black girl booty, instead I have a bum that is almost concave in shape, but these jeans harness the magic and sprinkles and wonderfulness that is LA and magically lifts my deflated balloon-esque bum giving me, well.. not quite a Beyonce booty but a pert booty nonetheless!
I hope you've all had a wonderful stress-free weekend, I myself have been rolling around on my bedroom floor resembling something from The Grudge due to 'stomach pains' :(