Perched atop the rolling dunes of Maspalomas at sunset…
Friday flashback to Gran Canaria which I had been saving because the outfit is just like summer on steroids except of course I waited too long and the glorious Asos top is sold out (although now they’ve released it in yellow) so I’ve popped some of my favourite alternatives right here –
And now of course I find myself craving sunshine again… except my ever increasing belly is making the husband nervous to fly. So I am asking for your help please – where should we go in the UK? Preferably somewhere with at least a chance of better weather (i.e. South), dog friendly, boutique babymoon vibes, beach access… you know the drill!
On the other hand, if you, unlike me, are free to fly in search of sun and need some inspiration then please check out my Gran Canaria travel guide or indeed the entire travel section. And tell me where you’re headed this summer – let me live vicariously through you – go on, make me jealous.
Although technically not double but rather all in one… pregnant life without this denim suit by Séraphine wouldn’t be the same. Not just for my boundless love of denim but also for it’s one piece properties – no tight waistband (which would be rendered useless in any case as these hips, once key to my eggtimer bodyshape, have been swiftly overtaken by… the egg), plenty of stretch and they stay just where they’re destined to thanks to my, er, shoulders I guess. My size was in fact sold out and this one initially too large (note – in the lower half only…) but I fell in love, big love, and so to the tailor she went. I can’t preach enough about the virtues of a good tailor for mending and amending – not every piece of clothing is ever going to fit every single person perfectly (especially when one buys the wrong size to start with). I use Nowak on Great Western Rd and have for years in case you were wondering.
And as a complete aside, I’m almost certain there’s a photo of me on my very first birthday with my mum and she’s wearing a boilersuit. Hers was red and indeed an actual boilersuit procured from my uncle who had connections with a factory. She rocked it. And so it seems we really do turn into our mothers. But I’m ok with that.
In this house we are all about bedtime. As soon as dinner’s done the pyjamas are on (ok, sometimes before dinner). I remember when bedtime was something you went out of your way to avoid but as grown up life takes over bedtime, or rather the time you get to bed becomes less reliable, anything before midnight is a high five worthy result. I’m snuggling into the most gorgeous silk pyjamas by Asceno, sipping my Scottish rooibos decaf tea (use FIFI10 for 10% off any order with Ambr) and cuddling up to my little bears, occasionally even the husband… I heart bedtime.
And you know who else loves bedtime? These guys. But their minds are firmly set on the bedtime treats. The only walk of the day they’re not dragging their feet back up the stairs is the bedtime walk – they know it’s nearly time and I’m not even kidding. Pedigree kindly restocked our supply of Dentastix, which by the way they have been enjoying for years in any case, and asked us to share our tips for keeping their teeth in tip top shape. So here goes – a peek into the world of a true dog nerd…
– We brush their teeth every day with enzymatic meat flavour toothpaste which is obviously a pleasure for not only them but also for us. You can only truly understand this joy when you’ve tried brushing a dog’s teeth… clue : they’re not mad keen on it.
– Raw chicken thighs once a week because crunching through the bones is great for scraping off plaque. Cooked chicken bones are way off limits but raw is just fine, they crumble rather than splinter. In lieu of having a private garden ours take turns eating these in the bathroom because it’s our only tiled floor. We mop afterwards.
– I scrape Mr K’s teeth once a week with a special tool a bit like the one you get in the dentist. If you had a rough idea of how easy it is to brush a dog’s teeth then you can probably times that experience by about five and you’re there with the tooth scaler. It’s no picnic but he’s almost ten years old now and his teeth need a bit of extra help… so we do it.
– We spray their teeth once a day with an all natural peppermint oil oral spray for dogs.
– And then there are the Pedigree Dentastix. By far the easiest and most enjoyable part of the doggy dental care routine. The boys love them and all we gotta do is hand them over at bedtime – the special ‘x’ shape and active ingredients do all the hard work for us, reducing the build up of tartar. Did I mention that they go mad for them? Guess they taste pretty good too.
Wow… proof reading those even I’m starting to think I might be a wee bit crazy. I’m lucky if I floss my own teeth after brushing. But they’re worth it. And perhaps now I have a fair idea of why bedtime before midnight is a high five worthy result.
This weekend we did Edinburgh with the friends – in truth I think our friends with baby really wanted a night out without responsibility waiting at home… so we did what good friends do and helped out with a weekend away. We did the Grassmarket in the sunshine for hours on Saturday and finally made it to El Cartel about 10pm for dinner… it did not disappoint.
Weekend wardrobe demands thumbs up to Zara for producing an inordinate amount of tent shaped clothing suitable for ma belly, in gingham too, and also to Boden for this leather shopper in clashing red and pink of the season. I might not be able to do it in pencil skirts and blouses a la Vogue but I sure as heck can do a bag. Love.
Apologies that these shots are somewhat bleached but we (and when I say ‘we’ I mean ‘he’) waited until the last possible ray of Saturday sunshine before being cajoled (and by ‘cajoled’ I mean ‘heavily guilted by the girl contingent on our trip’) to leave the party by approximately 3 metres to take my photos for about 2.5 minutes… a blogger husband’s work is never done.
The girls especially enjoyed then telling us the passers by’s conversation they overhead…
Young chap #1, ‘That girl’s hot’
Young chap #2, ‘Didn’t you see her belly? She’s pregnant!’
Young chap #1, ‘I don’t care. She’s still hot’.
Still got it.
Oh and just one more thing… these boots are genuine suede, from Next, and one of the comfiest footwear options I own (that’s why I brought them on a city break). I swear they should be more than twenty quid, in fact I’m almost certain they were more than that when I got them a couple months ago, but, well, I just checked the link and there they were in all their glory for a measly £20. Amazing.
It might not surprise you that by this point I am really trying to embrace ‘bigger is better’… Some aspects of the new mantra I have no say over (body parts seems to be growing at quite the alarming rate these days) but the hair, the hair gets stronger and shinier by the day.
I dropped in to see Sharz at Sassoon Salon Glasgow right before our weekend away to road test the latest addition to the Blow & Style menu – the Luxe Volume blow dry. The roots were pumped up with mousse and hair blowdried with more volume than I thought possible, sweeping across one eye. It’s like the blow dry you always wanted, big, bouncy, shiny… basically works on any length and shape to give you the kind of hair that just looks like you’re having a really good hair day. Winning.
Revisiting all the corners of my closet and anything ‘swing’ in the online shopping search… And remembering this beauty by Free People, last worn as a dress in Barbados, and her voluminous virtues.
And if you’ve ever had a baby bump to deal with you probably know the joys of trying to find jeans that work. Over the bump or under the bump, either way, it’s basically a very slippery uphill slope – nothing stays up. Enter Séraphine. So there might still be the occasional wriggle as I hoik (that sure is a Scottish word isn’t it?) them back up to original position but they fit real good and they look amazing – fitted, suitably distressed, raw hems and that gorgeous flat inside seam that I forget the proper name of but someone once told me was a sign of a good pair of jeans and I’ve paid it a lot of attention ever since. Denim days are back. Amen.
P.S. Apologies for the muddy paw print on my right thigh… I could of course have photoshopped it out but hey, that’s my life… occasionally the black dog likes to use me as a springboard to propel himself with extra gusto towards something menacing, like a squirrel. True story.
And all the awkward and awesome things that come along with it. Like feeling all those little fluttering movements turning into body popping dance moves in my belly that literally fill me with all the warm fuzzies (even when it’s 5am). Like standing on the scales and weighing a pound more every single week, 10lb so far, which is super freaky and also amazing at the same time – I’m growing a tiny person and every week it gets a little bigger and better and ready to fight the world. Like my belly button taking on a whole new persona, seriously, it’s like another body part sometimes it sticks so far out… Like pains in places I didn’t know existed as my body does all those weird and wonderful things that mothers’ bodies do to prepare. Like hearing my own heartbeat in my ears when I walk up a hill or get out of bed too fast or sometimes just when I’m doing nothing at all (like right now, it’s happening right now and I’m just sat on my bed, for real). Like the husband finding me tearful in my closet last week because not a single thing fits, seriously, not one thing… and then shopping for all the things. Like my skin being so dry I may need to bathe in olive oil but my hair growing thicker and faster than it has since I was a toddler. Like worrying about anything and everything and a lot of completely absurd things but also just being completely and utterly full of love for my little growing family.
Spring dressing always feels like something of a hybrid to me – you’re ready to embrace the summer vibes full on with floaty linens and skin al fresco yet… it’s basically still cold. So you add scarves and boots and you wait for the sun.
This shirt from Matalan nails it with its simple blue and white stripe and oversized feel (I went for the 12 when I’m usually an 8-10 and not just because of le bump, I like my shirts loose, there’s more to play with for off the shoulder wishes and half tucks here and there). Adding a blanket scarf of epic proportions gives the look that hybrid vibe, aka the warmth. And let’s take a moment to give a nod to the pompom shopper – I couldn’t save it for the beach, sorry not sorry.
We took these shots at the Kelvingrove Art Gallery for Matalan who asked me to share a top tip for my city… Well, it’s right on my doorstep, Glasgow architecture is on point and one of the best examples is this stunner. I’d round off a visit with incredible seafood at Crabshakk and drinks at The Finnieston (roll on weekend).
Spring is here you guys and I am embracing it with a giant, outdoorsy, long lost friend hug. This was literally one of favourite posts ever to create…
TK Maxx set the challenge to create a unique dining experience and I headed in store honestly without much idea of what I had in mind. But that’s the beauty of shopping at TK Maxx right? You find exactly what you weren’t looking for. I’m such a sucker for the wicker pieces at the moment and when I managed to snag these baskets and that incredible giant vase, coupled with the sunshine outside, things started to take shape. Big smiles too when I came across the Rwenzori collection; beautiful pieces handwoven in Uganda, helping support women in the poorest communities send their children to school.
I hunted down the soft furnishings and grabbed that giant pompom trimmed, wool throw the moment I saw him as well as the mongolian cushion for just £30 (big savings on the £90 RRP). Once it’s gone, it’s gone and many of the pieces are one offs so you gotta grab it when you see it. I did a little happy dance when I clamped eyes on the huge, old school, water dispenser proclaiming to the husband that I had wanted one of those for years… I think he rolled his eyes. But it’s true, I really have. New kitchen knives and chunky wooden boards at 60% off cheered him up though (it’s a man thing) and a stop by the food section saw another basket filling up with delicious oils, vinegars, nuts, chutneys and olives.
And so the table was set. My perfect dinner party – al fresco, laid back, mix and match yumminess. And the good news is that you can get in on the action because I’ve partnered with TK Maxx to giveaway a £100 gift card which you can use online or in store.
How would you create your dream dining experience? TK Maxx’s Home section will have you covered with a unique selection of designer accessories and soft furnishings, everything you need to make your house a home plus there are extra big deliveries of home products in store right now perfect for preparing for guests, entertaining and decorating and all at super affordable prices. Go go go!