Category: #avoluptuouslove

Anxiety, my old friend

I’ve decided that it’s time I was a little more honest with myself, and whoever reads these posts, from now on. To be clear, I don’t think I present too false an image of my life. What you see is pretty much what you get, bar the filters I slap on my tired old selfies on the daily.  I choose not to go in … Read More Anxiety, my old friend

Blue Monday

I was going to do a whole schtick about Blue Monday and my ‘cure’ for such days but, on reading the post back, I realised it was coming off too flippant. Like, ha the cure for any bad day is obviously Jason Momoa’s Instagram, and while I wish more than anything it was that simple, I know it’s not. All I can say is that anyone … Read More Blue Monday

Radical

I saw this video yesterday, posted as part of #mentalhealthawarenessweek and like most women would on viewing it, felt very emotional. Why is it, still, that we’re so quick to trash talk ourselves, yet would never dream of doing the same to our friends or other women? (Hopefully). Why is it, after all this time, after all the girl power mantras, the compliment-heavy chats in toilets with … Read More Radical

Old & Gold

You know how you can tell who’s old these days? Don’t worry, they’ll tell you. I’m such a prime example of this. I tell people all the time that I’m 36, and then remember that I’m actually 38, 39 next month. I need to stop doing that because nothing makes a person seem older than when they’re focussing on the one thing that shouldn’t … Read More Old & Gold

Girl, Bye.

You know what true power is? Cutting things out of your life that hurt or anger you. No argument, no “Fuck you”, just a “Girl, bye” under your breath and you’re off. I’m currently angry and bewildered by a particular incident that happened on that wonderful barometer of how shit people can be: the internet. Specifically, Facebook. Someone I know recently posted a status … Read More Girl, Bye.

Love Yourself

I saw a piece of graffiti the other day that really annoyed me. It doesn’t happen often but this one had a judgmental tone I didn’t care for. I wish I’d taken a snap now but it fucked me off so much I stomped away before doing so, then thought about writing this post afterwards. D’oh! The piece was small, amateurish and said something along … Read More Love Yourself

Dietland (Book) Review

  It’s only the first few days of June and I think I’ve already found my book of the year. I’m going to try to review this without giving much away because I think it’s a fun, dark and interesting look at society, feminism, revenge, beauty and self love, amongst other things – and I want people to read the hell out of it. … Read More Dietland (Book) Review

The Pursuit of Happiness: Hair

I’ve decided to start my own Happiness campaign which sounds cheesy AF and it is but fuck knows I need it right now. The concept of happiness to me is ever-changing. Every now and again, and don’t get me wrong I’m not miserable or sad as I type this, I just feel like I need a joy injection. Just a little something that delivers … Read More The Pursuit of Happiness: Hair

Get Me Bodied

Last night I fell into bed at the usual time utterly exhausted. Had I climbed a mountain, or run 10k? Nope, just the usual: spent more than a ‘healthy’ amount of time on Twitter. I can’t blame my favourite social media app for all these feelings of inertia but a conversation started on there that began to melt my brain, and then got me thinking … Read More Get Me Bodied

Who Run The World?

Have I said lately how much I love women? I mean, of course I do, I am one and some of my favourite people on this planet are female. Like, very favourite people; my mother, my blog sisters, Dolly Parton. But it’s more than simply liking them. Ever since the Spice Girls high kicked their way into our subconsciousness, we’ve all been aware of … Read More Who Run The World?

Painting the Walls

I’ve never identified more with an illustration found on Twitter before (Heather of Yummy Sushi Pajamas kindly sourced the artist, who is Suzeart). This is exactly how I view my tattoos and how wonderfully that’s been put here. Too often I’ve told myself I’ll wait until I’m a certain way (thin, obviously) before I treat myself to nice clothes, a decent haircut – new tattoos. Once … Read More Painting the Walls

Dealing with Work the Riot Grrrl Way

[Called into boss’ office for a rollicking] Boss: What have you got to say for yourself then, Christa? Me: *Lifts shirt to reveal ‘FUCK THE PATRIACHY’ etched across belly in black eyeliner* Boss: … [In meeting] Boss: Where are we at with that thing, Christa? Me: *Pushes knuckles together to spell out ‘Revolution’* Boss: No, but really Me: *Stares* Boss: Get out [Boss enters … Read More Dealing with Work the Riot Grrrl Way