Maybe pretty isn’t the right word.What about: when do you feel most beautiful? Most empowered? Sexiest?
It’s a question I asked myself after watching the rom-com “I feel pretty”. It’s a very predictable plot line and I’m not going to bore you with the details, if you want, you can watch it for yourself on Netflix.But the essential message is, you’re already beautiful, strong and sexy.You just have to have the confidence to see that beauty for yourself.But it got me thinking, so when is it I feel most beautiful?
Recently I have had some lovey jubbly people to stay and been on several adventures with my own beloved family as well. However, these explorations have led to come up with a few tips for ever going anywhere with any member of my family. A few do’s and don’ts you could say.
Two words. Wild Camping. An activity which fills my cup up, reminds me of my appreciation for quietness (a surprise to all) and that the best sleep is always had under canvas. It’s been a while since I took my little green tent up a hill for an nighttime adventure. But due to good weather, a very special visitor and my mum having the day after off work we took the opportunity for a little getaway with gusto.
Hay up, I’ve moved house… again! I am now living in what will be my house for the rest of my degree, which seems pretty crazy. It might be a bit of an understatement to say I love it. Although I’ve been here over a week and the boiler is still a mystery to me. I think it always will be. I’ve been pretty busy over the last month, what with the Christmas period, going away and working. So, I’ll give you a little round up.
This memory is full of good, as we stood in the freezing winds on top of Blencathra, we were silent – astounded by the ridiculous beauty right on our doorstep. Later, we camped, told stories and talked over our worries about the upcoming chapters in our lives. Not necessarily easy chapters, but we have each other to talk it all through with. And there lies the good, in our friendship. There’s so much sadness on this planet it’s very easy to get pushed down by it. So, I think it’s even more important to look for the good.
This weekend was easily one of the best ones I’ve had in a while. It didn’t take that much to make me very, very happy. A childhood friend, a van, ocean time and a lot of talking about everything and nothing resulted in a very happy Sarah. Then add some crazy weather and beautiful views, what do you get? A weekend that’s hard to match!