What A Year

Celebramos Juntos La Vida

Saying Goodbye

Adventures Around Athens

Home Is Where The Heart Is

Abu Dhabi

Successful Studying

Successful Studying

I Want To Be A Nomad

Living A Nomadic Lifestyle

When Times Are Tough

When Times Are Tough

Being Strong

Being Strong


Acropolis, Athens, Greece

Finding Happiness

Finding Happiness

Embracing Sadness

Embracing Sadness

Problematic Love Stories

Problematic Love Stories

Understanding Alienation

The Feeling Of Alienation

A Love Letter To Abu Dhabi

Sheik Zayed Grand Mosque, Abu Dhabi

Can People Have Different Truths?

Can People Have Different Truths

This Is My Fight Song

The Power Of Being Single

Thinking About Paris

Thinking About Paris

The Pursuit Of Writing

The Pursuit Of Writing

What To Do When You're Feeling Guilty

Feeling Guilty

A Taste Of Abu Dhabi

Living My Values

Living My Personal Values

How To Be A Better Listener

How To Be A Good Listener


Why I Choose To Be Vulnerable

The Power Of Vulnerability
(And wear my heart on my sleeve!)

Making Time For Blogging

Making Time For Blogging When Busy

Why I Chose To Study Abroad For Four Years

Why I Study Abroad In Abu Dhabi
(And not just because I can go to the beach in 30 degrees on any old Saturday)

Desert Shenanigans

Being Catastrophic

Advice About Being Catastrophic

Why Do We Fetishise Being Busy?

Why Are We All So Busy

Basking in Brooklyn Botanical Gardens

Brooklyn Botanical Gardens, New York

Getting Help

Getting Help

Why I Don't Click Publish

Why I Don't Click Publish

How To Healthily Handle Anger

How To Healthily Handle Anger

Guest Post: Discomfort Zone

Discomfort Zone

Understanding My Privilege

Understanding My Privilege

Jumping Heart First

Being Brave With Poetry


End Small Talk In The Space, Abu Dhabi

When Love Isn't Enough

When Love Isn't Enough

Being Creative For Yourself

Creativity and Self Care

Things I Learnt In Costa Rica

Learning From Your Travels

What Living Abroad Has Taught Me

What Living Abroad Has Taught Me

What Happens When We Compliment Ourselves?

Wbat Happens When We Compliment Ourselves

Sightseeing in San Jose

National Museum in San Jose, Costa Rica

End The Stigma. Period.

End The Stigma About Periods, Tampon Tax

The Truth About Bronde

The truth about bronde

Helicopter Over Niagara Falls

Helicopter ride over Niagara Falls, Canada

Guest Post: Life Begins At The End Of Your Comfort Zone

Stepping outside your comfort zone

Thunderstorms From 40,000ft

Thunderstorms From An Airplane

How To Handle A Break Up

How To Handle A Break Up

Niagara Falls

Niagara Falls, Canada

Reflections On New York

View of Manhattan from DUMBO, New York, USA

What I Learnt From Wearing Matching Underwear

As of last week I have worn matching underwear every single day for two years, which is 734 days if anyone is counting (which clearly I am).

That’s two years of my bra matching my knickers, which according to Cosmpolitan and Pinterest should be a pretty big confidence boost for little old me. 

Why did I start? Well the date was easy to remember because I made the conscious decision to start counting when I flew out to Abu Dhabi to begin university, and in general I’d tried to wear matching sets before that. After five months of backpacking, when underwear was about practicality rather than prettiness, I had looked to revolutionise my knicker-wearing ways and a new phase in life seemed as good a time as any to begin. Did I buy into the gossip magazine view that matching underwear is the key to success and that I would feel instantly fabulous? I’m not entirely sure, but it was almost an experiment to myself.

So two years later here are the things I’ve learnt:

You raise the bar: Now the thought of not wearing matching underwear makes me feel horrendous. I just can’t do it okay? I just can’t. 

Buying into a societal standard of success and beauty won't actually make you feel better: Sure when I did it on random days and was conscious of the choice, stepping outside the house in a pretty matching set made me feel great. I had a spring in my step, bouncier hair, hell I pretty much Carrie-d my way down steps. But when it became a daily thing I still had times where I felt rubbish, and the cotton covering me in those areas wasn’t going to change that. 

Which lead me to realise..

Self confidence comes from within: That extra boost that I was feeling before was essentially a placebo. In paying to attention to the underwear I put on, I was telling myself that I deserved the boost. Sure buying co-ordinating undergarments is one way of doing that, but so is wearing that daring red lipstick, or spending a little extra on a pair of shoes. They are all ways in which we externalise a message that says ‘I am worth making an effort for myself’ and that’s where that bubbly feeling of confidence is coming from. On some of my more miserable days (see: feeling unattractive) I’ve learnt that staring myself down and saying ‘you deserve to feel good about yourself’ goes someway towards giving me that buzz. If that doesn’t work then at least my MAC ‘Ruby Woo’ is great (although don’t do it every time you feel rubbish because now the boyfriend tends to ask me what’s wrong whenever I rock a red lip.. whoops). 

So where do I go from here? Well I’m definitely going to continue with matching because it’s a lot easier than I expected and see point one. But I’m also going to take note of the other things I expressed in this post: I deserve to feel that confidence boost because of who I am, not what I wear, and I hope you’ll embrace that for yourselves. 

What do you think?

New Year, New Blog

Relaunching the blog, I can and I will