So, since I’m lucky enough to work with bloggers for a living, a while ago I decided to host a great big blogger event with some of London’s finest (and those from further afield!). For full disclosure purposes, I’ll admit – yes, Jack The Ripper (the walk, not the murderer!) is my client, and this was a bit of a PR event. However, as a new blogger, I absolutely loved it, not only because of the experience of doing the tour and learning lots, but also because I got to meet a ton of really cool people and get to know others in the online community – offline!
Page 3 is a debate I’ve kept out of a fair bit, simply because people ‘expect’ I will feel one way or the other. It’s just not really my place. I may have strong views on feminism, but first and foremost, the brand I most subscribe to is that of personal choice – empowering women to make decisions for themselves and not becoming yet another person (male or female) who tries to make decisions for them. However, much like the time I spoke out against criticisms of the Alt World, while also covering the very real sexism concerns, I think I’d like to address both sides of the coin on this one, too. Ultimately, I don’t want to shout something from the rooftops simply to make a point, when very real people’s feelings could get hurt on either side. Sensitivity, people. SENSITIVITY! So, here’s my ’2p’ on Page 3…
I feel like I’m in one of those confession boxes my Catholic friends used to have to visit when we were younger. As a blogger, I feel like you’re supposed to know everything about beauty, even when it’s not really your niche. “Oh yes!”, I’m supposed to nod “The MAC collection really is fantastic for people with that skin tone, but Benefit is far better for mine!”. Or something. (Am I even doing that right?). For all my sins, I’ll be honest: when it comes to most things beauty, I’ve always been a little… clueless. However, it’s not that I haven’t taken an interest, and so I’ve vowed that in 2015, it’s the year I’m finally going to educate myself.
Paris is a place I’ve always wanted to visit, and I can’t believe I didn’t until 2014. Considering I’ve been to some of the major cities of the world, it’s a bit ridiculous to think I still hadn’t ventured to this one, on my very doorstep! I don’t really have a clue what I expected, but I really enjoyed it either way, and didn’t want to spend New Year doing something rubbish in Peterborough, of all places. So, off we popped on a coach journey from hell and made our way through the Eurotunnel!
So this is super late, but what with heading to Paris (post to come!), working full time and completing freelance projects – both to help pay my bills and for my travel – sadly my blog has been sidelined. However, one of my resolutions for 2015 is to blog way more! Last year, 2014, was probably my best on this planet though, so I really feel like I owe it to myself to document it. 2014 was the year I made things official with Dougie, my boyfriend, the year I went to America three times, the year I visited eight countries, went to eleven(?) festivals, the year I really got my career on the road and among all that, moved to a new city.
There was a lot, but I’ll try to keep it brief! Continue reading