tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61931490348061812142024-03-13T07:12:15.867+00:00hard to chaseNataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.comBlogger385125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-72522242729914268582020-05-01T13:40:00.000+01:002020-05-10T13:40:22.060+01:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 8<div style="text-align: center;">Some memories from lockdown from the last few weeks. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAZ-d0qJPO_KwxxV29ep8bWo9NxdaPmjejQ7NrBQ5_f1vxZ9kHhW6O8puKO1-U9y4f03QR4G8znb01ngF62weOMVLB3YP-iNp83B0Deqi4Tl5SCiIk3j6sUo0ojfWMsShYmRHY75sLR_n/s1600/2A40D47A-FA5A-425B-9157-AB69EC49CF8E.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAZ-d0qJPO_KwxxV29ep8bWo9NxdaPmjejQ7NrBQ5_f1vxZ9kHhW6O8puKO1-U9y4f03QR4G8znb01ngF62weOMVLB3YP-iNp83B0Deqi4Tl5SCiIk3j6sUo0ojfWMsShYmRHY75sLR_n/s320/2A40D47A-FA5A-425B-9157-AB69EC49CF8E.jpeg" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiib7vXWdqXlxUOk9A7RaCPZWzY8K1Zocl23mO60ZBr2nTOYK2viKeNXCmlKCpxGq3wMrgeFRkGrLRmJkJ3AcRoxo5DKXIfoaxRVZUM0p_uoHD4eKE9BDTENBJz7SomwBBm0VatABrnX2sq/s1600/33FDCDD1-40E0-4538-B286-8307D63C2FB3.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiib7vXWdqXlxUOk9A7RaCPZWzY8K1Zocl23mO60ZBr2nTOYK2viKeNXCmlKCpxGq3wMrgeFRkGrLRmJkJ3AcRoxo5DKXIfoaxRVZUM0p_uoHD4eKE9BDTENBJz7SomwBBm0VatABrnX2sq/s320/33FDCDD1-40E0-4538-B286-8307D63C2FB3.jpeg" width="240" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBeQa7D3NBpNNf2iX5FMW_48eKr1-n-qWxzUCwLcVPehOLV1K_B4SvjYMqTk_ZthTztUCVhgc6Fy4nA4bMPtJnrQJvph6FiK1WxQDevuUFnFDP9jMHb7SMCo37Y7gR99NZLuMY-pHUk3a/s1600/743FBBF3-199E-4FB8-B662-037DA7A844C5.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBeQa7D3NBpNNf2iX5FMW_48eKr1-n-qWxzUCwLcVPehOLV1K_B4SvjYMqTk_ZthTztUCVhgc6Fy4nA4bMPtJnrQJvph6FiK1WxQDevuUFnFDP9jMHb7SMCo37Y7gR99NZLuMY-pHUk3a/s320/743FBBF3-199E-4FB8-B662-037DA7A844C5.jpeg" width="240" /></a>
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<i>I am home! After 3 weeks, 4 flights and 3 countries, I am finally home. Back to listening to podcasts and eating vegetables, back to Hulafit classes and working in the garden (if the rain stops). Back to English chocolate! (and unfortunately back to lemsip an echinacea to fight off the aeroplane germs I picked up along the way).</i><br />
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<i>I LOVE travelling. Sometimes I think I'm the most myself when I'm on my own in a foreign country, eating alone, getting lost down back streets or working out the foreign equivalent of the London Underground.</i><br />
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<i>BUT having said that, travelling for work whilst amazing, is exhausting. Imagine, a 12 hour flight to Hong Kong, clearing customs and baggage, a 20 min taxi to the train station, waiting around for 30 mins, clearing customs again, waiting 20 mins more, then boarding a 2.5 hour train to China. Arriving in China and clearing customs AGAIN before walking 10 mins to the hotel dragging no less than 40 kg of baggage behind you in 28 degree heat (at 9.30pm) because experience has told you that it's not worth the argument with at least 3 taxi drivers who don't want to take you on a 5 minute journey despite the heat and the luggage. By the time you check in and shower you're physically ready for bed but starving and wide awake because it's still day time where you've come from, so instead you take your laptop down to the hotel bar order some overpriced pasta and a glass of wine and do some work ready for your 9.30am pick up the next morning. If you're lucky you're sleepy enough by midnight. If not it it's few episodes of CSI on your tv which seems to have about 50 channels but only 4 in English and none that show anything less than 10 years old. And that's just day one.</i>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-19855430297879349782020-04-07T16:20:00.000+01:002020-04-07T16:20:46.575+01:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 6Went out to the supermarket this week and it was a strange experience, although much calmer than I was expecting. We went to Sainsbury's this time, it's a huge superstore so plenty of room to social distance. Dad drove but only one person per family can go into the store so I did the shop (which was fine as I wouldn't have let him to go inside anyway). The floors are marked with tape at 2m intervals to help people stay distant from each other and everyone was calmly shopping in silence inside. That's something I've noticed about social distancing, people forget we can still talk! There's no music in the store anymore just repeated announcements reminding everyone that are not allowed to buy more than 3 of anything or more than 2 of selected items like toilet paper, eggs and flour. Most products are now in stock but there are noticeable gaps and empty shelves in some places.<br />
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The weather was beautiful yesterday and I feel very lucky to be in a semi-rural area where I can go out for a walk and barely come into contact with anyone. There is also a really nice community spirit here and it's been inspiring to see the creative ways people are finding to connect with each other.<br />
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I've read a few posts about 'how to cope' in isolation and most centre around having a routine and getting dressed like you would normally do and I'd like to say, I'm not doing either of those. I'm living in yoga pants and t-shirts the majority of the time and occasionally I put my dungarees on when I feel like wearing 'clothes' but its a permanent dress down day around here. I did put on a bit of make up over the weekend which was a nice change, but largely I am making only a minor effort and that suits me quite well! As for routine, it's pretty hard to stick to when you're not working, although this week I'm going to try and spend a couple of hours each morning on work related projects and make sure I do some kind of movement every day. Movement definitely helps me whether its yoga or going for a walk. I've been practising with my favourite teacher Jonelle on Movement for Modern Life which really grounds me and gives me a dose of familiarity and on my walks I choose a podcast to listen to which is great for getting out of my head. I was recommended the new episode of How to Fail with Elizabeth Day interviewing Alain Botton and it is simply the most uplifting, amazing and comforting thing I have heard throughout this whole lockdown experience. In fact, I'm halfway through listening to it for the second time. <a href="https://podcasts.apple.com/tr/podcast/special-episode-how-to-fail-alain-botton-on-embracing/id1407451189?i=1000470060728">Listen to it here</a>. (Also recommend both Mo Gawdat episodes for a moving, brave and refreshing insight into happiness and grief).<br />
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-12540737827578320442020-04-03T14:47:00.001+01:002020-04-07T16:20:46.550+01:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 5Yesterday was my first shift as an NHS volunteer as part of the Royal Voluntary Service. Reading my training material, I found out that it was founded in 1938 to help with almost every aspect of wartime life. Today, the Royal Voluntary Service adapts to meet the needs of the day, in this case co-ordinating volunteer drivers to pick people up from hospitals, deliver PPE or like me, to keep in touch with people in 12 week isolation by calling them to check in and chat. My first shift was uneventful as the service has only soft launched so only a few volunteers are being sent alerts, but I should start getting busy next week.<br />
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Besides logging on for duty online yesterday, I spent some time using my network to source fabric for an ex-colleague who is co-ordinating a group of seamstresses to make scrubs for the NHS. I managed to find suitable fabric <a href="https://wholesalefabrics.co.uk/index.php?route=product/product&path=346&product_id=22139">here</a> if anyone else is looking and happens to read this. After doing that I watched Matt Hancock (the Health secretary) say on BBC Question Time that there is more than enough PPE in the country it's just stored in a warehouse and there is an issue with distributing it! I am completely confused by the government narrative at the moment. Last week they celebrated 750k people signing up to volunteer when only 250k were needed, so why aren't they using them? For this reason, I'm really only dipping in and out of news at the moment. I find a lot of it very depressing and frustrating to watch, not least because I don't feel confident in our government's ability to do the right thing. I really hope I'm wrong.<br />
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For the last two days I haven't left the house at all and I definitely feel worse for it, so I'm looking forward to a long walk today. People are already starting to talk about what happens when we come out of quarantine. For example, if we were lucky enough not to contract Covid-19 up until that point, what happens next? Do we resume our normal lives but continue living in constant anxiety, washing hands etc? There has already been talk of immunity certificates or even wristbands for people who have recovered. That's way too close to the plot of a movie for me...<br />
<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-87877978822871218652020-03-30T12:43:00.000+01:002020-04-07T16:20:46.588+01:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 4The last few days have felt quite intense. The beginning of the week felt somewhat novel, adjusting to a new routine (or lack thereof), the end brought with it a realisation that this new reality could be ours for several months now and we have no control over it. On Wednesday the government made an announcement about self employment support and I learnt I wasn't eligible. I didn't think I was particularly attached to the outcome but as soon as I heard the words "we are unable to help you" in relation to people who became self employed post April 2019, I burst into tears.<br />
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The announcement brought with it a layer of vulnerability that I had so far managed to shake off and I've spent the latter part of the week feeling a bit unstuck. I haven't really wanted to go for my walks but one thing I've learnt is that I always feel a lot better when I've been outside. The marina at golden hour on Saturday was beautiful, if once again a bit surreal with people in masks and moving to the far side of the path to keep the mandated 2m apart.<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-58594769327441050272020-03-26T10:30:00.000+00:002020-03-28T21:09:32.555+00:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 3The way the yoga community has responded to isolation is amazing. This week I have done two online classes with some of my favourite teachers, both of whom I don't see often enough in real life so it felt like a bit of a treat. I had a surreal moment last night when I was practicing and I had my eyes closed, I forgot where I was for a moment because the familiarity of the class transported me to the studio where I usually practice. It made me feel a bit emotional - not sad exactly, an unidentified emotion - it was like sudden reminder of what life used to be like and a realisation that we have no idea how long we will be here. Still, I left the class on a high. It was a true joy to practice with my teacher who is currently all the way in LA. How awesome is technology?<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-83161062823919032152020-03-25T14:52:00.002+00:002020-03-25T23:30:38.202+00:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 2After I wrote in here yesterday, I went for my 'daily exercise' which was a walk by the river. It's weird going for a walk when you know it's your one and only chance to get outside for the day. You don't want to waste the opportunity by coming home to early, but you're not sure how long you're meant to be out for.<br />
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I listened to a podcast yesterday which talked about the idea of 'secular immortality' which is where humans accumulate wealth or possessions to prove to themselves they're alive. This happened after 9/11 and behavioural scientists are contemplating whether this will happen again once this is over, it would mean a spike in purchasing of houses, cars etc. </div>
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This morning I woke up feeling like I wanted to exercise so I tried a youtube workout. I completed the warm up and then I was too exhausted/mentally checked out to carry on so I sunbathed on my yoga mat. I seem to be finding it difficult to concentrate on any one thing for a long period of time, so I am experimenting with the idea of just going with the flow and doing what I feel like doing when I feel like doing it. I think this period of isolation would be a lot easy with a day job to do, but all my leads for freelance work dried up over the last few weeks unsurprisingly and there is only so much time I can spend a per day sending ~networking~ online and sending e-mails out into the ether. I edited a post on my <a href="https://www.nataliebinns.co.uk/blog">professional website</a> yesterday and I do intend to start posting more over there when it feels right. It feels a bit odd thinking about or writing about sustainable fashion at the moment, so I need to work out how I'm going to tackle it.<br />
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Edit: I went for my daily walk this afternoon and it felt so eerie and surreal. There were hardly and cars on the road and I walked past loads of closed down businesses. Still it was reassuring to see people are doing what the government has asked. In other good news, the government asked for 250,000 volunteers and over 400,000 people responded!<br />
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-12585029412247424912020-03-24T14:20:00.003+00:002020-03-25T23:30:38.138+00:00LIFE IN ISOLATION 1Last night the Prime Minister set unprecedented restrictions on daily life. We now need to stay at home as much as possible - we can go out only to get essentials and we can exercise once a day.<br />
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Every morning I wake up feeling like I dreamt the whole thing. This is my 3rd day not leaving the house as I've felt a bit paranoid. The local community forums are saying the high street is still really busy - It was certainly that way on Saturday when I went to post a package, groups of people everywhere. Hopefully after last nights announcement it will be quieter outdoors, meaning the streets will be safer for vulnerable people to go out for a walk. <br />
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I'm self-employed at the moment and as I have some savings I can't access even the very small amount of government support offered but I still have to pay rent and utilities. It's worrying not knowing how long I won't be working for but I'm trying not to think about it, because there are people worse off than me.<br />
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On a positive note, the sun is shining brightly today and it looks forecast to every day this week. I'm isolating with my parents so we will be able to use the garden, I didn't think my mental health would have lasted long isolating in London but so far I feel relatively calm here.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-86121924599419105112017-04-06T20:16:00.001+01:002017-04-21T16:58:34.672+01:00I started a YouTube channel!Here in London the weather has suddenly changed, we are no longer wrapped up in 376 layers and we've been treated to blue skies, sunshine and the occasional temperature over 20 degrees! It definitely feels like Summer is finally within sight and Winter is behind us and for me that means increased productivity!<br />
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A few months ago I started a YouTube channel and following on from my last post my first video is an update on how my Low Waste Lent challenge is going. Please check out the video and if you like it give a thumbs up and of course subscribe if you'd like to see more content.<br />
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So far the process of making and editing videos has been really fun. I'm quickly picking up new skills and it's great to be learning again. At the same time I'm currently refining my skills in soy candle making and macrame and looking forward to having lots of products to sell on my etsy store which i'm launching in the next few months. I will be updating here still but to make sure you don't miss any news please follow me on instagram (<a href="http://instagram.com/natalie_binns">@natalie_binns</a>) as that's where I'm most active these days!<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-85832519161828500002017-03-06T08:00:00.000+00:002020-02-24T12:18:49.193+00:00CHANGING HABITSI diligently recycle and use the food waste bin and I've stopped using plastic carrier bags 98% of the time, I thought I was doing an OK job in terms of saving the environment but then I watched a <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmfDTtduRh4">talk</a> by Bea Johnson of Zero Waste Home. When I sat down to watch the 56 minute talk, I'd boiled the kettle thinking I'd make a cup of tea 5 or 10 minutes in. Needless to say that cup of tea never got made and I finished watching the talk determined to change the way I live in terms of the amount of 'waste' I am producing. <br />
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The first change I made was buying and using a <a href="https://uk.keepcup.com/?country=United%20Kingdom#">Keep Cup</a>. For the last year I've been working remotely from home, but the end of January brought a freelance opportunity which would take me into the office 5 days a week. Ordinarily I drink coffee once or twice a week, but three days into my commute I realised my black americano was going to become a daily necessity, so after 5 wasted paper cups I invested in my Keep Cup.<br />
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The first week was uneventful. The barista at Leon on the first day even gave me a smile and said "nice one" when I presented my cup on Monday morning. I'd been using the cup around 3 weeks before I got a barista who asked wide eyed "you want your coffee in THERE?" Gesticulating wildly at my cup and looking at it horrified as if it had just fallen from the sky. But that wasn't as bad as the guy who just blatantly ignored my request for a "black americano in my Keep Cup please" and just proceeded as though I'd only said the first two words. I pushed the cup towards him as I took my change and he not only refused to look at it but also refused to make eye contact with me and instead moved on to serve the next customer. So eventually I said loudly "I'D LIKE THE COFFEE IN THE CUP PLEASE" to which he reluctantly took the cup holding it at arms length and gave it to his colleague on the coffee machine with a sideways look at her that said "sorry about this, she wants her coffee in this unidentified object". I honestly wanted to scream at him "it's just an effing cup" but instead I walked away silently fuming and tweeted Leon who reassured me they "must do better".<br />
Keep Cup said they advise customers to "go somewhere Keep Cup friendly" but instead I keep returning to Leon and every time that guy is on shift I make sure he takes my order. Last week I ordered breakfast with my coffee and the barista who took my order handed it to me and said "you don't need the bag right?" so in a small way I seem to have made an impression.<br />
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We have just begun Lent and whilst I am not religious it's something I've taken part in every year since I can remember. As well as giving up chocolate and biscuits this year I've decided to give up one wasteful habit. This week I've given up using cotton pads to take off my make up at night and instead I've invested in <a href="http://www.easypeasynappies.co.uk/white-terry-washable-cleansing-pads-pack-6-340-p.asp">washable pads</a>. The ones I've chosen are made from the waste fabric that comes from making washable nappies (they're the leg holes!) and they are cotton terry on one side backed with really soft microfleece on the other. I bought 12 so I don't have to wash them continuously and they're massive so I only use one per day. I will update in the next week or so as I give up more wasteful habits. Please let me know in the comments if you have any suggestions!<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-62491548862328412012017-01-03T18:30:00.000+00:002020-03-25T23:38:21.971+00:002017 INTENTIONSI read this <a href="https://www.theguardian.com/careers/2017/jan/01/new-years-resolutions-why-setting-career-goals-is-a-waste-of-time?CMP=twt_gu">Guardian article</a> this morning which really cemented what I was saying in my <a href="http://hardtochase.blogspot.co.uk/2017/01/2016-in-review.html">last post </a>(question 30) about not setting goals. The article is relating specifically to career but I believe it can relate to all aspects of life. It's really about getting off the treadmill and doing things for the enjoyment and love of doing them, rather than to satisfy an invisible tick list. It's one of the reasons I am not into 'bucket lists'. Apart from the obviously morbid connotations, I don't believe that I will know on any given day what the 100 things I want to do throughout the rest of my life are, that will bring me the most joy, sense of accomplishment or happiness. I am constantly growing and changing and sometimes over a period of time the thing that I get the most joy out of is something simple - like realising I've had a plant for 6 months and it's still alive - something that I probably wouldn't have thought to put on my 'bucket list' had I decided to write one. Furthermore my biggest sense of achievement often comes from doing something that I least expected I would ever do - like abseiling down a waterfall in Vietnam!<br />
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So the preoccupation with lists or very specific goals with the only possible outcome being 'pass' or 'fail' are no longer appealing for me. But there are of course things I want to start doing, develop further or change this year and every year, I just prefer to think about these things in a broader, more reflective sense.<br />
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2016 was the year I went to therapy. Regularly. Like actually turned up every week. And it was amazing. I wish I'd done it years ago and I can't wait to carry on this year. It is also the year I suddenly understood why people love yoga so much. I definitely want to write a longer post about this because it's changed my life for the better. As long as I'm still loving it in 2017, then that's going to stay in my weekly schedule. Diet wise, I watched Cowspiracy and basically hated humanity for a week and wanted to go vegan. The problem with deciding to go vegan or vegetarian overnight was that even though morally I had a reason to do it, I still really loved meat and most of my favourite dishes revolved around it. I decided to start eating a little less meat and experimenting with vegetarian recipes and gradually I've found I want to eat meat less and less. The upside to this has been cheaper grocery bills and loads more plant based foods in my life which has undoubtedly made my skin glow and my PMS symptoms reduce to almost nothing. Seriously. (Separate post on this also coming!). Whilst I don't cook meat anymore but I still eat it whenever I feel like it (mostly when I have a craving for Jamaican food and obviously on Christmas day) and I don't have a date by when I'll become officially vegetarian or vegan, it may never happen. I'm happy that I'm well and nourished and limiting my impact on the environment a bit more than before so that's the mentality I will take into 2017.</div>
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2016 was also the year I freelanced for the first time. I loved it about 80% of the time and I've now realised that the times when I hated it were more related to the work I was doing and less related to freelancing itself. Looking back, maybe I gave it up too soon, but I really needed space at the time to work out what I wanted to do next. More recently I've really enjoyed learning new things - weaving and candle making - and the idea of turning that into a business is becoming more and more appealing. I NEVER in the last 35 years have ever seen myself as the 'type of person' who starts their own business so realising I that I enjoy being my own boss and working on my own schedule was a massive realisation for me. Real talk though, I have bills to pay so I am putting equal vigour into all my options for generating income whether it's permanent work, temping, freelancing or starting something on my own and seeing what sticks. </div>
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I had time in 2016 to generally slow down, appreciate what I have and spend more time with the people I really value in my life, so that is the most important thing I want to keep on doing. Learning, reading, being more grateful and less hungover have made the last few months immeasurably more satisfying as has getting back on the internet, blogging and connecting with people who I can learn from. Politically the world is not in the best shape, but personally I'm genuinely excited about what this year will bring. </div>
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-27140817113912437272016-10-26T21:55:00.000+01:002016-12-24T12:13:45.564+00:00BRITISH HYGGEI only heard about Hygge for the first time less than a month ago. It was mentioned on Twitter, I didn't know what it was, so I did a quick google and learnt that's it's basically the Danish word for cosy. I moved on, or started to move on but very quickly I noticed more and more references to it, from books promising to teach the 'art' of Hygge, retailers trying to flog blankets and candles promising they would make your home more 'hygge', to Danes proclaiming that it definitely DOES NOT just mean cosy (whoops).<br />
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So I googled again and read further this time and learnt that no it doesn't just mean cosy but also it has nothing to with buying a certain candle or a blanket and even less to do with buying a book which tells you which kind of candle or blanket to buy. Hygge doesn't have a direct translation but it's said to be a feeling of well-being and contentment created by creating intimacy. It comes into its own when the nights draw in and it's something the Danish have nailed and according to everyone with something to sell these days, it's something you can only get from trying to be more like them.<br />
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Well here's the thing, while living in Australia for the last four years there was something I missed about Winter in England. Not the grey skies or the frosty mornings but the quintessential way we deal with it and the warm fuzzy glow of contentment it creates. We go back to our parents for Christmas where the temperature is continuously set to Barbados in high summer levels, we start nights out with X Factor/Strictly pre-drinks and Sunday hangovers with the results, we knock back mulled wine like the ingredients aren't available all year round and as soon as someone mentions snow, we all get very concerned about our commute home and leave work early 'just in case' we get snowed in which is just code for going to the pub. And when we get to the pub the tables are sticky, the windows are steamed up, it's boiling, you can't sit down for piles of coats but despite never being able to organise all of your mates into one place EVER, somehow everyone is there. It's not pretty, it's not pinterestable and you certainly wouldn't write a book about it, but it's distinctly British and that'll do for me.<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-66695810624981577342016-10-24T18:30:00.000+01:002016-12-06T13:27:04.086+00:00BEING A MINIMIMALIST IN FASHIONI started thinking about minimalism when I was in Australia having had the tiresome task of downsizing all my belongings in the London flat I'd lived in for 5 years, the thought of which still makes me shudder. I started downsizing around 2 months before I left but days before I moved I still had to do nine (count them. NINE) trips to the charity shop with black sacks full of nearly new clothes, accessories and shoes. I decided in that moment that I would never let that happen again.<br />
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The transient nature of living in Sydney meant that it was common for people like me to sub-let from someone who had taken out a lease on a whole flat or house and therefore furnished the whole place already so I acquired very little in terms of household goods, namely a bed, shelf, chest of drawers and frying pan. Clothes-wise, the climate meant that I was shopping a lot less and the awesome market and garage sale scene meant that it was as easy as sitting outside my flat with a rail of clothes and a sign saying "for sale" to offload a few things I no longer needed or wanted if my wardrobe was getting out of hand. That being said I still moved back with about 4 suitcases of stuff when I arrived in March this year, which felt like 2 suitcases too many.<br />
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I stumbled on <a href="http://www.theminimalists.com/" target="_blank">The Minimalists</a> podcast when I was looking for new things to listen to while working from home and it reinforced what I already knew - I wanted to have fewer things. Less stuff, less clutter and a clearer head. Fewer clothes, fewer choices and a simpler life. Right? Not to mention a better bank balance or at least more money to spend on experiences rather than 'things'. But working in fashion and especially being back in London with its inspirational retail environments, competitive pricing, mega fast shipping when you buy online and most importantly a consistent stream of creative people with amazing individual personal style, it's taken some time to find a balance and a version of 'minimalism' or at least reduced consumerism that works for me. <br />
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This has worked out far better than I'd hope as Macmillan drop these handy bags through our door around once a month. You just fill them up, put them out in front of your house the night before your allocated collection day and Macmillan come and collect them by 2pm the following day.<br />
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As well as giving clothes to charity, I've made a commitment to selling newer or (embarrassingly) unworn pieces in order to fund things I want or need. I've made enough money in the last week to buy <a href="http://www.asos.com/asos/asos-mocha-pointed-flat-shoes/prd/7072420" target="_blank">these shoes</a> I've had my eye on, although now I've become so good at questioning whether I need every purchase, I'm not convinced I really need them anymore! Putting some distance between the thought that you want something and the action of buying it gives you some space to work out whether you <i>really</i> want it or whether you're just caught up in the initial flush of excitement you get from owning something new.<br />
<b><br /></b><b>3. Think about replacing rather than doubling up</b><br />
Last week I decided I simply had to have an orange jumper in &OtherStories so I forced myself to sell the orange jumper I already had in my wardrobe which I love but admittedly hardly wear (it's <a href="http://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/Topshop-Pleated-Knit-Jumper-Sz-10-Perfect-Condition-/252600581383" target="_blank">this one</a> if you're interested!). I've already worn the &OtherStories jumper at least 5 times so price per wear it has worked out to be a good investment.<br />
I do have exceptions to this rule: I have 3 black bomber jackets - two are everyday jackets that I wear to death (one lightweight, one heavy), the other is slightly dressier. The key if you are doubling up in your wardrobe, is making sure each piece has a different end use.<br />
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<b>4. Invest in good quality/designer pieces</b><br />
For the most part I now tend to spend a bit more on clothes not only because they last longer but also because if your style moves on, better brand names have a higher resale value! I rarely buy costume jewellery anymore, I tend to wear the same signature silver pieces and I invested in a quality leather <a href="https://shop.karastore.com/products/stowaway-bag-leather-large-black" target="_blank">handbag</a> that I love and it's just the right size for day and night so no need for a separate selection of 'evening' bags (why why why try and put the same amount of stuff in a bag half the size just because the sun has gone down anyway?).<br />
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I can remember my Mum asking me what I wanted to wear to school, I must have been about 8 and I chose the newest thing in my wardrobe (it was a pink sweater dress) and she told me I should save it to wear somewhere special the first time. I picked it out every morning until she eventually let me wear it to school. I've obviously never been the type to save things to wear on a special occasion! As long as I'm leaving the house, that's good enough for me. If I haven't found somewhere to wear something new within a week or two of buying it, it's going back to the shop.<br />
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<b>5. Love everything you own</b><br />
No more 'just in case' or 'might wear again one day' pieces that stay in a dark corner of your wardrobe. First of all, this means having a big clear out and then it might mean lots of trips to return things when you buy something you thought you loved but turns out it was just lust. Eventually it will become second nature to only leave the store with something you love or leave with nothing at all. In the last 8 months, I've found that I've become more tuned in to my own personal style, I can tell the difference between something that's really me (black bomber jackets) and something that I feel like tagging onto in the moment but probably will go off at a later date (anything with a heel).<br />
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I know to a hardcore minimalist this still sounds like I own and buy a lot of stuff and I do in comparison to them but as a fashion creative, I needed to find a way of reducing my consumption whilst also staying inspired and continuing to express myself through the way that I dress. These small steps have helped me cut my wardrobe in half and curbed my continuous need to shop. Unfortunately I went a little too far earlier in the month and gave away all my Winter coats not thinking that the temperature would drop so quickly, however a notification just told me that I've got another eBay sale, so at least I can feel good about buying a new one (somewhat), <i>guilt free!</i>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-28015981569479656352016-10-11T18:02:00.000+01:002016-12-06T13:26:25.416+00:00ENGLISH WEATHER<div class="MsoNormal">
When I moved back to England from Australia one of the things I heard the most was “but what about the weather?!” People seemed utterly aghast that I would trade the almost year round sunshine and blue skies for grey skies, cold and rain. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Firstly, let’s address a few myths about Australian weather or Sydney weather in particular, since that’s my point of reference. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I’m the kind of person who loves a hot and sunny vacation, the hotter the better. I love nothing more than getting hot and sweaty all day by the pool or the ocean, alternating reading my book with a dip in the water to cool off, followed by a humid evening of local food, lots of cocktails, my face shiny face, my hair frizzy and no need for even the lightest silk kimono. The weather is great in Sydney but those balmy days and nights happen for a few weeks of the year. What they don’t tell you (or maybe I didn’t do my research) is that the sun goes down at the latest 8pm so you don’t get those long drawn out summer nights that we’re used to in Europe. And when the sun goes down it can be surprisingly chilly. I’ve walked home more than a few times with my beach towel and sarong made into a make shift outfit. We’ve not talking cold here, but it’s no Jamaica either. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I know, crazy right? Whilst temperatures in the day might only reach as low as 12 degrees, temperatures at night can reach as low as 2 and there is no cosy warm house to come home to. You and your flatmates will pass like ships in the night, as you all retreat to your rooms to spend the evening watching Netflix in bed with two hot water bottles and one of those uneconomical, skin-drying blow heaters. (The sensible ones among us had electric blankets but I never got that far. What is this, the fifites??). Don’t even think about going out for dinner or drinks, because I can name at least 10 restaurants and bars within a mile radius of my old flat which are predominantly outdoor and if not have completely OPEN FRONTS, if you’re lucky you can huddle under a blanket next to the outdoor heater for warmth. Starting to appreciate the London routine of too hot on the tube, too hot at work, too close to the fire in the pub? I know I was. <o:p></o:p></div>
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This is a personal one of course, but Sydney NEVER felt festive for me without the nights’ drawing in and the weather getting colder. It’s oddly distracting to look forward to festivals in December and start buying swimwear and shorts. I made mulled wine one Christmas Day and the alcohol combined with the heat put everyone to sleep. That being said Christmas Day on the beach is a novelty and I say this because it rained 4 years in a row on Christmas Day and only once (and just before moved home) did I achieve the Holy Grail photo of me in a swimsuit on Christmas Day. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So how does this compare to England? Well, I’ve had a fantastic summer. Mid-week trips to the Lido, temperatures still soaring to the late 20s and early 30s in September! Plenty of al fresco drinks, waking up to blue skies and sunshine and working in the garden. I mean right now, I’m sat in a café awash with sunlight in early October. There’s a chill in the air but my commute is only 3 minutes home. You see there’s the thing, I think I’ve cracked it, the reason why people think English weather is bad. If like the majority of Londoners you’re up and out of the house before 7.30am, have lunch at your desk, perhaps stop at the gym after work and get home by 7 or 8pm you probably judge the weather by the number of times you got to wear a t-shirt and shorts at the weekend and honestly, if we’re counting that was probably about 5 or 6 weekends this year. Whilst if you’re fortunate enough to work from home, freelance (or be on maternity leave!) you will have had the opportunity to appreciate the good weather any day of the week. So there you have it, English weather is great! (as long as you don’t have to be in an office 9 – 5).</div>
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All joking aside, the weather in England is never going to live up to weather in Sydney which was bloody brilliant most of the time and one of the reasons I stayed so long, but I what I’ve actually learnt from this Summer is that you will always see the positives in a place when you’re exactly where you’re meant to be. </div>
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-61442329341030729652016-10-10T17:08:00.000+01:002016-12-06T12:57:31.459+00:00TIPS FOR BETTER MENTAL HEALTHSince today is World Mental Health Day I felt inspired to write a bit of a personal post. I’ve dealt with anxiety and bouts of depression since my early 20s and speaking to family and friends over the years I’ve come to realise it’s not as uncommon as I once thought. Mental Health isn’t something I discuss very much with anyone let alone on the internet but I’m aware that if more people were open about it, it would help to reduce the stigma. Having dealt with it for so long, I am now fairly equipped to recognise the signs that the black cloud is looming and do something about it before it engulfs me. I was always a real cynic about many of the things doctors and self-help books told me, but some of them really work if you just give them a go. These are the things that work for me.<br />
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1. Ask for help<br />
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This is by far the most difficult step to take but by far the most important. Whether it’s with a friend, colleague, family member or your GP you will feel better in having shared your problem. If you can’t bear to speak to someone face-to-face there are <a href="http://www.nhs.uk/conditions/stress-anxiety-depression/pages/mental-health-helplines.aspx">helplines</a> you can call or online forums you can use to seek support and advice. Talking helps. <br />
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It’s an obvious one and the one I least like hearing to be honest because when I’m feeling low it’s really hard to motivate myself. The trick is to find something you really like doing, it doesn’t have to be anything high impact like running or crossfit, it could be walking the dog. Anything to get out of the house and get your body moving helps to boost serotonin levels. When I first moved back to London I randomly bought a hula hoop on a whim. I was hula hooping to Meghan Trainor every day in the garden when I realised I was enjoying it so much I wasn’t even thinking about it as exercise. Now I look forward to my weekly Hulafit class (most of the time).<br />
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3. Appreciate the small things<br />
My favourite time in London is golden hour when the sun is starting to go down and everything is awash with a golden glow. Whenever I’m outside at this time I pause to appreciate it even if it makes me late. I buy fresh flowers every week and tend to my plants each day (with varying degrees of success, I am not green fingered!) and at least a couple of nights a week I light my favourite candle and go to bed early with a book. I also really enjoy cooking so buying fresh produce and cooking something from scratch makes me feel really happy and gives me a sense of accomplishment.<br />
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4. Use positive language<br />
I was once given the advice to only speak in positive statements, for example instead of saying “I will not eat junk food” saying “I will eat healthy meals with lots of fresh fruit and vegetables”. Admittedly I dismissed this at first as being a bit airy fairy, but then I tried it and found it really worked. It especially applies to social media and the status updates we all easily write “ugh train is late again” “what miserable weather” etc. The more I’ve stopped doing this, the more I’ve noticed how much people complain and moan around me and how draining it is on me and them. It was hard at first to find the positive in everything but now it comes more naturally. Instead of cursing the colder weather, I look forward to buying a new coat, crunching golden leaves under foot, to my first Christmas back in England and our first family Christmas with my niece!<br />
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5. Read<br />
There are so many forms of escapism these days but I find reading the best for my mental health as my mind can’t wander and I can’t get distracted my social media. Sometimes after a few chapters of a good novel, I forget what I was even thinking or worrying about in the first place. I’ve just read Wild by Cheryl Strayed and I couldn’t recommend it enough as a good book to get lost in with lots of positive motivation to take away.<br />
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6. Get (some) shit done<br />
There is nothing like ticking off a few to-dos to make you feel productive and in control but it can be overwhelming when you’re feeling down and demotivated. I’ve started writing tasks in coloured pen on post-it notes and sticking them on my wall. I’ll pick 5 or 6 tasks, something like 3 personal tasks and 3 work related tasks and give myself a week to do them and peel the tasks off the wall as I complete them. Trying to do everything on your mental to do list in one week is unrealistic, focusing on a few key tasks makes it much more manageable and anything extra you complete will feel like a much bigger achievement.<br />
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7. Write it down<br />
Putting my thoughts into writing helps me think more rationally as well as separate fact and fiction. It's also a good way to practice turning the negatives into positives.<br />
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8. Spend time with family and friends<br />
I am a pretty independent soul so sometimes I have to remind myself to reach out to people rather doing everything on my own. 'Me' time is great, but connecting with positive people who love you is a great energy booster. A cuddle with my niece especially goes a long way.<br />
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-81249543509943433972016-10-07T14:22:00.000+01:002016-12-06T13:27:29.894+00:00BLOGTOBERIt's 7 days into October (October??) and I've decided to jump onto Blogtober. Apparently the rules are you have to blog every day but I've always been a rule breaker* so I'm going to aim for 4 times a week.<br />
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(*In all honesty I haven't always been a rule breaker, I was the kind of kid who got 100% attendance certificates at school. Yes <i>that</i> kid. Ahem).<br />
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October feels like a new beginning for me. As well as the distinct change in the season, the end of September marked 7 months back in London and a visit to the Australian High Commission this week cemented my status as a <i>former</i> resident of Australia with no plans to return. Thanks to my wonderful family, friends old and new and some fortunate opportunities over the Summer, the transition up until now has been fairly smooth, so reaching October with my work contract about to conclude and no real plan I felt a bit like a high speed train slamming the brakes on at an unfamiliar station.<br />
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Yesterday however a really good (and wise) friend said to me "when nothing is certain anything is possible". Clearly the universe is trying to tell me something as this morning I opened an email from an acquaintance in Sydney with the very same words:<br />
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So this month I'm going to do my best to go against my natural instinct (panic, over analyse, plan, re-plan, panic) and try and go with the flow, embracing whatever happens next.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-48668826779090443572016-05-23T16:53:00.000+01:002016-12-06T13:26:13.476+00:00MY HAIR JOURNEYLiving in Sydney for the last 4 years it’s safe to say my hair hasn’t been a priority. With no afro hair salons in my immediate vicinity, few places to buy afro hair products and few afro hair ladies around to take inspiration from, I’ve just been relaxing my hair and getting the occasional hair cut but generally leaving it to do its own thing. Back in London and away from the beach-side lifestyle where chucking your hair up in a top knot and throwing on some cut off shorts and a tank is enough effort for pretty much the whole weekend, I’ve been inspired to upgrade my look. <br />
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I’ve been relaxing my hair since I was 10 or 11 when my Mum finally gave in and said I was old enough to have it done. Before that I remember sitting impatiently while my Mum painstakingly cornrowed my hair (my favourite hair style) or occasionally blow dried it straight for a special occasion, anything to tame my natural frizz which I hated. In my early 20s, sick of wrestling with hair straighteners (this was pre GHD days) I wore my hair in plaited extensions for a few months. It gave my hair a much needed break but I didn’t feel 100% myself. A few years later I went for a full head weave of long hair past my shoulders but I felt paranoid about how different I looked and just concluded weaves weren’t for me. <br />
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Several years later and things have changed so much in the world of black haircare, weaves look increasingly natural and #naturalhair has its own movement. After googling the shit out of terms like “lace frontal” and “versatile weave” and spending way too much time on <a href="http://urbanbushbabes.com/" target="_blank">urbanbushbabes</a> I’ve decided the first step is to get my natural hair back to health after all those hot Aussie summers, so I’m committing to a few months of protective styles to get it on its way. Yes I am embracing the weave again. <br />
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<i>L: Initial length and croydon facelift M: Initial length a few weeks on R: after the nail scisssors incident, feeling a bit more 'me' with a long bob (and a bit of a tan after the *cough* heatwave)</i><br />
<i style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></i>My first style was a full head sew-in with a lace closure. I bought the hair (Brazilian 12”) from a local shop near the hairdresser which I’ve since found out is a total no-no unless you really know what you’re looking for. The hair and cut was great to begin with (once I got over the first day or two of aching scalp) but the longer it stayed in the more difficult it became to maintain. The hair was easily tangled and shedding, which I’ve since learned is a sign of poor quality hair. I also got bored of the cut and ended up (look away hairdressers) giving myself a trim with nail scissors (!) after about 4 weeks. <br />
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Despite the ups and downs, when I took the weave out and washed and deep conditioned my own hair I couldn’t believe the difference. My hair had already grown over an inch in just under 8 weeks and the texture is so much smoother. I very nearly decided not to try another weave but figured if the results are this good after 8 weeks there is so much more to be gained.<br />
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<i>L: Back in London after Sydney summer and backpacking around Vietnam with major breakage </i><i>R: Post 8 week weave</i><i>(apologies, when I took these pics they were never supposed to see the internet!)</i><br />
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This time I researched a better quality hair supplier and also looked for a hairdresser closer to home. I came across <a href="https://www.instagram.com/prettycrowns/?hl=en" target="_blank">Pretty Crowns</a>through my Sister and <a href="https://www.instagram.com/hairbyola/?hl=en" target="_blank">Hair by Ola</a> through <a href="https://www.instagram.com/shopedelano/?hl=en" target="_blank">Shope Delano</a>. This time I ordered Peruvian Loose Wave hair (12”) as I found with the straight hair it sometimes looked a little too perfect and I was spending a lot of time straightening it and then styling it into waves to get a more natural look. I also went for a much shorter cut more similar to the way I would normally wear my own hair and I am BEYOND pleased with the results. I have to say this is the first time I’ve had a weave where I still feel totally myself. In fact it looks so natural, I can’t believe I’m giving the game away by writing about it on the internet. Watch this space for more updates about my hair journey. I'd love to hear your hair stories and tips! <br />
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<i>It's still mine because I paid for it.</i>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-32246412087830767632016-05-12T11:00:00.000+01:002016-12-06T12:39:57.215+00:00BEGINNINGI am so happy to be back in the blogosphere again! (I've been away so long, it took me 3 tries to spell blogosphere and it still doesn't look right). A lot has happened since I last <a href="http://hardtochase.blogspot.com/">properly posted</a>, not least of which was moving 10,000 miles across the world to settle back in London and becoming an Auntie! The first few months back home have been unsettling, surprising and amazing in equal parts and not necessarily in that order. I've learnt so much about myself over the last few years living away from home but I keep circling back to the same thing. There is one passion that I have terribly neglected - The Internet.<br />
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Obviously I spend a vast amount of time (don't we all) mindlessly swiping <a href="https://www.instagram.com/natalie_binns/" target="_blank">Instagram</a> and <a href="https://twitter.com/hardtochase" target="_blank">Twitter</a>, refreshing Facebook and pinning recipes I'll probably never cook on <a href="https://au.pinterest.com/hardtochase/" target="_blank">Pinterest</a>, but what I've really missed is writing, sharing and interacting with people online.<br />
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Of course I've come up with countless reasons why <i>not</i> to start blogging again (will anyone read it? What if someone I don't want to read it, reads it?) but the main hurdle has been the thought of not having enough time to keep it up. Then I listened to a couple of <a href="http://thathummingbirdlife.com/couragemakers/" target="_blank">inspiring podcasts</a> and came to the conclusion that *newsflash* <i>it doesn't really matter</i>.<br />
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It doesn't really matter whether I post once a week or once a month, what matters is I'm giving it a go and indulging one of the things I enjoy doing most. So here I am, until next time, whenever that may be.<br />
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Advanced apologies to my bank manager. <br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hardtochase">FACEBOOK</a></span></b> | <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="http://pinterest.com/hardtochase/">PINTEREST</a> </span></b> <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">| FOLLOW</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> ON <a href="http://instagram.com/hardtochase#">INSTAGRAM</a></span></b>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-63940410481411542062014-09-06T04:17:00.002+01:002014-09-06T04:17:32.093+01:00#NOWPLAYINGI've been away again (2.5 weeks, 7 flights, 5 hotels, countless timezones) and there's an epic photo post in the making, but until then here's what I was listening to/shazaming/replaying on my way around the world.<br />
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</span></b> <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hardtochase">FACEBOOK</a></span></b> | <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="http://pinterest.com/hardtochase/">PINTEREST</a> </span></b> <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">| FOLLOW</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> ON <a href="http://instagram.com/hardtochase#">INSTAGRAM</a></span></b>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-72707119233121227582014-07-06T14:52:00.000+01:002014-07-06T14:52:03.878+01:00TRAVEL DIARY: HONG KONGIn April I had the opportunity to travel to Hong Kong for work. I was travelling alone and whilst feeling a little daunted by the work I had to do, I was pretty excited to have the opportunity to explore a new city. Arriving in Hong Kong in the early evening, ‘fresh’ off a flight from London after a packed four days of work,I didn't expect to have the energy to explore but those neon lights and crazy streets had me hooked from the moment I arrived.<br />
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I stayed near Tsim Tsha Tsui, less than 5 mins walk from the famous Temple Street Markets where I ate for $10 on the first night - beer included. The number of foreign expats was immediately noticeable and I will be forever grateful to the kind French man who offered me a spare packet of tissues with the tip to carry them with me whilst visiting the local eateries where napkins are rarely a commodity!<br />
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Day one was spent at Sham Shui Po fabric markets, a much calmer experience than my previous fabric market trips in China. That evening I used <a href="http://www.openrice.com/english/restaurant/sr1.htm?district_id=2028">Open Rice</a> (the HK equivalent of Urbanspoon) to find somewhere to eat nearby, settling for Dimpal Fusion a western restaurant in Jordan.The row of chairs for waiting customers outside gave me hope that I was onto something good and I wasn't disappointed (least of all by the free baileys I received after paying the bill!).<br />
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Day two: After around 10 hours of work in my (unfortunately dimly lit) hotel room staring at a less than inspiring view, the majority of my work was done. I went for dinner at Din Tai Fung, a famous HK (and now worldwide) institution. Props to the kind waiter who explained dumpling etiquette to me whilst I sat at a round table full of locals.<br />
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Getting around Hong Kong solo was surprisingly easy with the simple metro system and ferries and on my final day I head back to Central to see the area by day and revisit my highlight - the largest <a href="http://www.amusingplanet.com/2014/04/hong-kongs-outdoor-escalators.html">outdoor escalator</a> system in the world! I know it's a slightly strange thing to get excited about but even more so than visiting the famous landmarks in a city, it's finding the lesser known quirks and cultural differences that I really love about travelling. (You should have seen me when I discovered the <a href="https://foursquare.com/v/the-domain-express-footway/4c280b29360cef3b45febddc"> underground travelator</a> in Sydney).<br />
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Unfortunately I didn't have time to visit The Peak where I have heard you can see spectacular views of the city and harbour, but I was pretty enraptured by the view from Kowloon anyway.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hardtochase">FACEBOOK</a></span></b> | <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="http://pinterest.com/hardtochase/">PINTEREST</a> </span></b> <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">| FOLLOW</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> ON <a href="http://instagram.com/hardtochase#">INSTAGRAM</a></span></b>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6193149034806181214.post-41472661070788695772014-06-03T09:27:00.000+01:002014-06-03T09:27:00.261+01:00SUNDAY BESTThe cool change is happening, there's a chill in the air and I can feel myself growing more productive as Summer fades away taking with it the guilty feeling I always have when the sun is shining and I don't spend the day outdoors. This Sunday I indulged some of my favourite passions, <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/hardtochase/d-i-s-h-e-s/">cooking</a> and watching people cook (shout out <a href="http://tenplay.com.au/channel-ten/masterchef">Masterchef Australia</a>) as well as embracing a new one - <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/hardtochase/j-u-i-c-e-s/">juicing</a>. I don't need to tell you about the health benefits of juicing I'm sure, but more importantly, LOOK AT THE COLOURS. This weekends' recipe was orange (1), ruby grapefruit (1), carrot (1) beetroot (most of 1) and ginger (about 1"). Taste sensation and visual feast on the eyes. Day well spent indeed.<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hardtochase">FACEBOOK</a></span></b> | <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">FOLLOW ON <a href="http://pinterest.com/hardtochase/">PINTEREST</a> </span></b> <b><span style="font-size: x-small;">| FOLLOW</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-small;"> ON <a href="http://instagram.com/hardtochase#">INSTAGRAM</a></span></b>Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17364100952552937434noreply@blogger.com0Bondi Beach NSW 2026, Australia-33.8908435 151.27429059999997-33.904024500000006 151.25412059999996 -33.8776625 151.29446059999998