If We Were Having Coffee...

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I've been seeing this type of post popping a lot recently and quite frankly I love it. It's a nice little twist on the whole about me kinda thing. Something which I am terrible at, as you can see by my own informative about me section. 

My wonderful friend and straight up amazing human being, Lucie, tagged me in her post - which you should read right now. It is a lot more interesting than mine is going to be. Trust me. 

So, get ready to hear some snippets of some of the rubbish I would tell you if we went for a cup of coffee. For the record, I will have flat white, even if my camera roll on my phone says I love cappuccinos (they are so damn pretty to be fair.) 

Frankly Fashion: A Week In The Life Of My Wardrobe

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One question I will forever struggle with is "How would you describe your style?". I ramble a whole list of things from my love of monochrome to taking inspiration from pop culture but when it comes down to it, I really don't know how I would describe my style. 

I've always been someone who likes to try new things fashion wise. I get bored and restless easy, plus the ex-actor (lol) in me loves the idea of dressing up. Not exactly being someone else but having fun and taking on a role or a theme. 

I started off this week by pestering people around me to take outfit photos, come Wednesday I had a plan in mind. Why not take a photo every day at work then write up a little a "A Glimpse Into The Life Of Emily's Weekday Fashion Choices" (hopefully I've not used that as the actual title of this blog, apologies if I have. It's awful.) 

Am I Having a Mid-Twenties Crisis?

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I've been doing a lot of thinking recently. Not that this is something new for me seeing as my mind is a constant buzz of thoughts, good and bad. Most recently I have found myself questioning everything around me and reflecting on my life so far. 

Now let me begin with saying that turning 26 is hardly 'old'. Let's be honest here, what is 'old' anyway? However, something about leaving my early twenties behind has had an odd effect on me. Am I having a mid-twenties crisis? Is that even a thing?