We’ve all been there, right?
Those Saturday mornings you lay your outfit on the bed – your oversized sweater, your cute Mom Jeans and your loafers. You can just see it now, throw your hair up in a bun and a dewy, effortless face for that fake, cutest girl, ‘Who? Me? No, I probably look like I just rolled out of bed, stop it!’ kinda vibe.
Don’t lie, we all go for it – Hell, that look is literally my whole entire life goals situated into a cosy, caffeine-fuelled Chill Girl package.
It is effortless perfection.
Continue reading “Chill Girl’s Guide: 3 Reasons Why You’re Not Pulling Off an Effortless Chic Style.”
You know I am OCD about haircare?
Oh, you didn’t know? Well, I am. And its serious.
Its probably ever since I became obsessed with growing my infamous 2010 shaved hair situation.
Or it could be after I decided to dye my naturally blonde hair jet black for 8 years (also one to add to the hair mistake list) and went from Black to Blonde in a couple of months.
Continue reading “Chill Girl’s Guide to: Why you don’t have Healthy Blonde Hair.”
Let’s not beat around the bush.
I am addicted to Online Shopping.
Some may call me a professional.
Some may even call me a genius.
Myself and my ego are always very open to any and all of the compliments.
Continue reading “The Chill Girl’s Guide: 3 things you’re doing wrong when you’re shopping online.”
Who doesn’t love cosy?
Who doesn’t love loungewear?
Who doesn’t love wearing cosy loungewear that is bright red and resembles a stop sign this season?
Freakin’ no one! That’s who!
I had my eye on a red tracksuit for…. If I’m going to be super accurate, 3 months.
3 painful, envious, devo that I couldn’t be wearing a red tracksuit months.
Continue reading “Faithy’s Red Tracksuit Trend (Obsession).”
Cutie- Bae thought she had it all figured out writing to your 15-year-old self a couple of years back (feels like 90000 years ago/just yesterday, you know them ones??).
* laughing emoji face *
* devo emoji face *
* cross arm girl emoji *
* thumbs down emoji *
* lady in red dress emoji *
Sitting down writing this one out, I wasn’t exactly sure how you managed to condense the last letter into a short-and-sweet 5 tips.
Then I realised there’s not a lot you need to know when you’re fifteen besides “OMG STOP IT YOUR BOOBS WILL GROW ITS FINE YOUR LIFE ISNT OVER”.
So I totally get it.
I did do my best here to smoosh these tips into as few as possible, but… LOL.
Buckle your booty up, sister-friend, do yourself a favour and go buy a helmet, knee and elbow pads. Ya’ll gonna need it!
Continue reading “Letters to my 20-year-old self.”