I write this last and final post as an explanation, for any reader who stumbles onto my blog, wondering what happen. I've had a love hate relationship with the content I create on here for a long time. This goes back to 2011 to when I opened my first blog/website fullstopfashion. At this stage of … Continue reading Good Bye (For Real This Time)
If you are a London commuter, I'm sure you can understand the struggle of getting on the underground train during rush hour. Unless you like small tight spaces, and having zero personal space, it is not the most pleasant experience in the world. And if you don't have the luxury of flexible hours you can't really … Continue reading Surviving the London Underground Like a Pro
In an ideal world, not only do I I wake up at 6.00am, I also eat healthily, read a book, workout, meditate, make extra money, film a video, write a blog post, fly to the moon and conquer the world. But it's not an ideal world, and trying to fly to the moon and conquer … Continue reading 5 Positive Habits That Have Changed My Life
My name is Sandra and I have a shopping problem. I like to buy stuff. Mostly it's clothes, cheap clothes. But If it's not clothes, then I'm usually buying something new and useless for my house. Like new place mats even though mine are still usable. Or a new knife set because I can. I … Continue reading #NoNewClothes in 2018
In November, I was feelin' some type of way. (Read my last blog post for an update) Yes, I was overwhelmed with a lot of things, and I felt like I was doing too much. In a way I was right, trying to do too much was causing me unhappiness. But I realise more that … Continue reading Inconsistency does not mean The End
At the start of 2017, I promised myself I would write 24 blog posts. I promised myself a lot of things. It's nearly the end of the year, and so far I've got 9 - Well, 10 after this one. I've lost almost all inspiration and all motivation to write. I've tried multiple times to … Continue reading Adios Friend.
Those weeks on the unforgiving sea felt like 20 lifetimes. Below deck, laced with damp and cold, day and night subsided into a blurry union. Without ground beneath me, my soul stayed unsteady and my mind wandered, never fully awake, and never fast asleep. Limbo. Fear had dug a permanent cave in my stiff bones. … Continue reading An Ode to Africa