10 Years On….

Ten years on… everything and nothing has changed. Today marks 10 years since i was diagnosed with Fibromyalgia. Ten years. A decade. Not your typical anniversary. Not one you would celebrate anyways. This diagnosis came after 2 years of widespread pain, confusion, tests, doctors and tears. I finally had my answer. Or so i thought. Little did i know that, that was only the start of what was to come. Paddy’s week is always a hard one for me. Not that i need a reminder, i feel and live it everyday but there is something about this day passing and another year going by that absolutely floors me. My family and friends try their best to tell me it all…

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Waxing Horror Story – Waxed Shut

If only this was click bait.  My poor Mary. At this point i want to just say, Da , i know you are my biggest supporter but feel free to give this one a miss. Honestly. Also to my neighbour Robbie, you can skip this one too and support from afar lol. Trust me i think it’s best for all involved. This is my funny waxing horror story. A really funny one really. Hilarious actually. I had teased about this life event before in my post on the dangers of fake make up and what the consequences can be. See i got MRSA from a fish pedicure. I’m that person that this kind of stuff happens too. My best friend has been…

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F Your Beauty Standards

Last summer i did something that i never thought i would see myself doing. I shared some snaps of myself in my swimmers for the world to see. It wasn’t anything that ever crossed my mind really. For the most part i am confident in the body i’ve been given. I have to be because it’s the only one i have. I own it …. both physically and litterally. Of course there are parts of me, like my arms for example. I feel more confident when they are covered and same goes for my belly. That is just simple style choices that can go a long way.   Eff Your Beauty Standards   It is plain to see that i…

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Does Size Matter ?

This weekend i encountered my first piece of negativity with regards to my blog. Sure you could say i am lucky that in what, three years, that this is the first time that i have been met with a hateful comment. It’s funny that it is considered luck when in reality why is this even a thing? I am the firmest believer in freedom of speech and love hearing other peoples thoughts and opinions on things. I draw the line at offensive , abusive and down right nasty words though. That my friends has no place on public forums or indeed in life. As my mother always says ” if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at…

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What The F Word?

I get asked a lot about my blog name. Mostly people get what the F stands for and are interested in how i came up with the name or why i chose it. Fashion is my first love. When i think about it, it is all i know and all I’ve ever done really. So with that being said i would hope the F would be a self explanatory play on words. There are others though who get deep about it and I suppose on a subconscious level there was more to it. I have gone backwards and forwards with this one for the longest time. This has been a huge part of me and for a long time it…

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