Tuesday, 28 February 2017

28 Days Grace: February.

February *finally* rolled around, after I'd been waiting for what seemed like forever. And oh boy, it was an action-packed month. 


I'd booked holiday with my previous job for the second week of the month, so naturally I'd crammed in a shit ton of activities and adventures in these few days...then after leaving that job, I was abruptly faced with this one busy week looming almost ominously in its volumes of excitement. Idk, it was daunting. The many varying locations and time pressures and new things, so many new things...I took it one day at a time, and that worked alright. But I've learned my lesson - never over-schedule, Grace. Keep things loose. Factor in chill time, yeah? 

Sunday, 26 February 2017

What I read in February 2017.

Hey, book-loving friends! Hope you're all good and cosy. I tell you what, this month has been an exciting one for we bookish folk. Philip Pullman announced a new project, That Evil Guy's book was (finally) yanked from That Publisher's list, and the authors of Twitter had a hot debate about which Mr Darcy was best, Firth or Macfadyen! 

It's been an exciting month for me and my reading, too. In case you didn't see at the beginning of the month, February has been 28 days of exclusively non-fiction! And goodness me, it's been 4 weeks of laughing, learning and loving.


Thursday, 23 February 2017

31.

Hi, my name's Grace and/or Gracie. 


I'm finally watching some of those allegedly 'classic' rom-coms, when Ken Bruce comes on the radio I know it's time to get outta bed, coconut yoghurt is everything, I pronounce 'yoghurt' weirdly apparently, Ed Sheeran still gets me all tingly and emotional, being unfriended on Facey B hurts me more than it should, I go through arty-crafty phases, I love veggie Pret lunches, I could totally live in London and someday I will, 70% cocoa chocolate is my kryptonite, I sometimes miss studying, my taste in men is not improving all that much, emails bring me almost equal stress and excitement (more of the latter), I just want lilac/silver hair forever, red nail polish always seems super mature to me, I won a slut-drop competition at a cabaret night in Berlin, it's funny how gifted I am at only remembering the good, but I still wouldn't say I'm a full-on optimist. 







Thanks for reading these guys, it makes me well happy that you all want to get to know me (and my somewhat tamer kinks) a little better. 

Monday, 20 February 2017

Body Love : Listening and Learning.

I've written before about body confidence and exercise and general self-love (both sexual and otherwise), on here and elsewhere. I am a major believer in the power of loving your body, appreciating what you've got and working to get what you want from it. Having the ultimate goal of simply being comfortable in your own skin and liking what you see when you look in a mirror can be all you need to motivate you each day. 
So, let's all take a deep breath now, and get ready for some lovin'.


Thursday, 16 February 2017

Why I don't read magazines...but wish I did.

Hang on, hear me out guys...I like magazines. I really do. I have so much adoration – and admiration – for their makers, bringing out new editions every week or month and ensuring the hardest work goes into making them beautiful and current...like, wow. So much respect, mingled with the utmost awe.

But...I don't read them. Not regularly, anyway. Once in a blue moon, tbh. Like, I have read them in the past, but these days I honestly *braces self for the onslaught of ridicule* don't seem to have the time!?

(Grazia, October 3rd edition. Excellent column about 'dating' (/casual sex), Also my current read, The White Tower, part of my January reading challenge...


I mean, I do. I have an abundance of time. You need time? I got it. I'll hook you up. But for some reason that endless time I am engulfed with more or less 24/7 can never be spent sitting down and reading a magazine cover to cover. 
I almost always buy one with the purest and keenest of intentions, eager to learn about that fashion trend or the latest tricks for optimum self care, even the new sex tips that everyone is trying out with their consenting, loving partners...but then it sits beside my bed for actual weeks, if not months, stewing and growing outdated – at an alarming speed for something that's just sitting still?! 

Tuesday, 14 February 2017

Just 5 romantic moments.

This post was going to be entitled 'The Top 5 Most Romantic Moments of My Life', but I realised that although I may be tragically inexperienced in love and totally over-experienced in heartache, I still can't narrow down the snatches of romance in my life to just 5 ultimate #goals moments. So these are just going to be '5 moments'. Just 5 times that spring to mind as I sit here, on Valentine's Day 2017, in a busy cafe with an empty cup beside me, wondering how long I can justify sitting here without buying a refill...

Monday, 13 February 2017

Flying solo, LGW - SXF.

I did the thing. I flew, all by myself – from one country to another, within Europe mind you, but still a good few hundred miles of land and many thousands of feet in the air. 
I couldn't help but feel it barely counted though, as really I was only doing the flying part alone. I had a drop-off and a pick-up arranged there and back, and 'accommodation' sorted in the place I was visiting – most excellent bed-sharing best friend-type accommodation – I mean, I barely had to think about anything save the flights. Still, I did it. One small step, etc., etc. I checked in all by myself, I packed my backpack (then had it slightly re-jigged by mama, but whatev still counts), and I kept myself company on The Other Side of the Doors in the airport itself. I squeezed my own hand as we took off. I read my latest and most delicious non-fic and surfed the free plane wifi (?!!) all the way there and back. 


Sunday, 12 February 2017

A young man and his cutie: love is all around.

I wrote a love story on Twitter today. It was real and true and honest and lovely and it happened right in front of me at Gatwick airport this afternoon when I emerged in Arrivals. I felt privileged to see it, and the response the thread got on Twitter was just unreal. 
I can't help but feel the amount of likes and retweets and comments must show just how much we need this, now. Love, hope, sunshine - lots and lots of it. 

So here's the first tweet. Scroll through if you wish, and let your heart swell. 



If anyone needs me, I'll be snuggling up in bed remembering it all and letting myself believe again...in romance, and happiness, and just love. 


Sex noises. Am I right...?!

Sex noises. We all make them. I mean… don’t we? Surely it’s very, very tough to keep completely quiet during a good romp.
At the very least, your breathing gets a little heavier, and before long, the ear whispering begins. The sound of your bodies working together to achieve utter ecstasy inevitably spurs you both on and before you know it you’re purring, shrieking and howling. Oh, yeah. Let’s be real, sex is supposed to be loud.
(Source: Almost Writers)

Saturday, 4 February 2017

What I'll be reading in February 2017.

It continues! My most excellent 2017 reading scheme. I would call it a 'challenge' but it's way too exciting to qualify as one, surely. And scheming is exciting, so...

In January, I read 9-12 children's fiction. It was fun, and actually not as easy nor as light-hearted as I'd thought it would be...? It was a totally worthwhile experience, though.
This month, I will be doing something completely different. I'll be reading exclusively non-fiction


Thursday, 2 February 2017

99 stupid questions: 2010 & now.

Before I could blog, I did...*shudders* Facebook Notes. And before that? Bebo. I also dabbled a little in MySpace, but was never cool enough to do it full time... 
My Facebook Notes were like little snippets of my life a lot of the time; trainee blog posts. Then now and again I'd do quizzes. Y'know, the ones you'd copy and paste from your cooler friends, then possibly lie on for the sake of seeming more badass? Yeah. 

So after seeing the utter babe Arora Appleby's recent redoing of a Bebo quiz, I thought I'd dig through my Facey B archives and attempt one of these cringey questionnaires again. Wish me luck! 

Oh, and I've added in a super flattering photo of me aged 16 in 2010 to kick this off - complete with Hollister shirt, newly formed boobs pushed right up, over-plucked eyebrows and badly dyed ginger hair...you're welcome. (I miss our movie nights, Katie!)



WHAT WAS YOUR...

1. Last beverage = a shit ton of water, all day long. 
2. Last phone call = a drunk accident, last night.
3. Last text message = Kasim. That bitch. 
4. Last song you listened to = 'Lover Come Back', City and Colour. 
5. Last time you cried = this afternoon/evening, about 5 separate times as I watched 'Lion'. 
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