I probably don’t need to state the obvious but last time i blogged we definitely weren’t stuck in isolation. Since then, we can’t go out, we’re all working from home and we’re all massively missing going out to eat and drink, socialise, workout etc etc. But you knew that already. Now, we’re all frantically trying to find ways in which to entertain ourselves in the house, with baking and head shaving being amongst the most popular. Whilst I’m probably not going to do the latter, ive always been into baking, but never really post about it as im the kind of person that completely makes up the recipes or only follows it roughly so i never really have any kind of recipe to share. However, i posted a giant slice of a Kinder Bueno cookie i made yesterday on my story and had a fair few messages (when i say fair few, i mean a fair few for me) asking for the recipe so thought id do a little blog so that people can follow along…cos what else is there to do?! And these go just fantastically with a glass of wine and your fave book….a dream night in. The recipe i follow is age old and written on a battered piece of paper so im going to write it out again here – it’s super simple and literally takes 10 minutes to make and you probs actually already have the ingredients at home.
225g butter 120g brown sugar 120g granulated sugar 1 egg 340g plain flour 300g of your chosen content (this can literally be anything. For my kinder bueno cookies I added chunks of kinder chocolate into the mix and stuck bueno pieces on the top, when the cookie was cooked, but you can add anything into the mixture, rolos, reeses, white choc chips, m&ms etc).
Combine all of the ingredients into a bowl (i literally just chuck them all in and crack the egg on top and mix it all together) and stir until the ingredients form a dough. At first it will seem like you’ve added far too much flour but if you keep at it, it will eventually form a dough. Part way through, use your hands until it forms a big ball.
Spread the ball out onto a pizza tray, making sure it doesn’t touch the edges because the cookie will expand in the oven. Bake for about 15-20 mins at 180 – it will still be soft in the middle but browning around the edges. Leave to cool and cut into slices! This is best stored in the fridge.
Now that Saturday night drinks are back on the cards in somewhere other than my own front room, it’s important that we take advantage of them at any given moment, right? So last Saturday we went to try out the Royal Institution, a brand new bar on Colquitt street.
You could say that the Royal Institution has had a bit of an unfair advantage when it comes to grand opening as it opened its historic doors two weeks before lockdown. What was once a private member’s club, is now a beautiful venue with a super boujee, art deco interior, with a cocktail menu to match. The bar mixes iconic history with contemporary decor making it potentially the next most instagrammable place in Liverpool, you heard it here first.
Walking in through the gorgeous pillars, you’re met with a huge flamingo mural and as you continue through the building, you come across a tropically decorated rook intended for hen parties and whisky tasting a sessions and another with the bar in, which is where we enjoyed our cocktails. The cocktail menu is so well thought-out and are finished with the most perfect attention to detail, so anyone whose a lover of a well-made drink or a vintage whisky, will also love it here.
As lockdown restrictions ease and we all start going out a bit more again, id definitely recommend a visit to this little gem of a bar. For those that want to take the experience at home, the Royal Institution’s exclusive off-licence will also be open for takeout!
It’s been a really really hot minute since ive written a blog post and really, truth be told, it’s because ive done nothing other than spend time making our brand new flat our own (more on that later). Anyway, as everyone is already aware, the lifting of lockdown restrictions mean that we’re now all free to eat back in bars and drink in restaurants and as a huge foodie whose partial to a gin or five at the weekend, i am MADE UP. So when the garden bar at our gorgeous bombed out church got in touch to ask if id like to go down for a few drinks and some pizza, i had booked my Friday night slot within five minutes.
Incase you haven’t noticed, the weather in July so far has been far from ideal, but last Friday we had a tiny hint of sunshine, which made for a gorgeous little evening sat outside with a drink. The bar and Wood-fired pizza stall are literally in the grounds of the bombed-out church with benches and umbrellas making for somewhere to sit and enjoy the scenery. We were greeted at the door and showed to our bench and told that to order, we simply scan the bar code on the table and select manually from the menu, paying as we go. Someone would then bring our order over. It was a pretty faultless system and worked perfectly for us, as well as making sure social distancing is adhered to at all times.
The bar has a wide selection of different gins and to drink i went for the grapefruit aintree gin with an an elderflower tonic cos im basic like that. To eat, we chose the ham and mushroom pizza and the olive and feta, both of which were cooked fresh by Turncoat and were utterly delish. Im ashamed to say id never been in the gorgeous grounds of the bombed out church before now, but with delicious food and drink, fab staff and super efficient social distancing, this place is a no-brainer and im sure we’ll definitely be back more than once this summer.
It’s been a hot minute since i wrote any kind of blog post and to be honest, even from before lockdown, let’s say just after i broke my wrist, my life has slowed down massively (at risk of sounding.a tad dramatic). Since February 14th when i fell and broke a bone, what was once me heading out for up to 4 blog events per week, seeing friends, gymming from 6-7.45 am every morning, came to a standstill. After surgery i felt super vulnerable and terrified of even walking too quickly incase i slipped and fell or of going somewhere busy where someone could bump into me. Just as i was getting back to a sense of normality and beginning to feel more ‘me’ again (i returned to work, put on my fake tan, had a few occasions out for drinks/food with the girls) we were in lockdown and the staying at home thing started again. Only this time we were doing EVERYTHING inside the same four walls, whether it was date night, going to the gym or catching up with friends (can i get an amen for Zoom?). And just as i was about to scream with the frustration of groundhog day, our flat purchase completed.
We started our flat hunting journey at the end of 2019, straight after my boyfriend had come home from a super long patrol. We’ve been together for six years now but never bothered to rent as we are apart a lot and just didn’t see the point in putting money into it (im very lucky we had the option to live at home all this time). This meant we could save a pretty good amount for a deposit. We knew we wanted a flat/apartment, city centre (ish) based but other than that, were pretty open minded but we finally found our gorgeous little 2 bed apartment with river views after a good few weeks of searching. We were really close to getting our keys and then just like that, we were locked down. Not ideal.
The process slowed slightly as there were fears the banks wouldn’t lend and that moving could be stopped altogether because it was classed as ‘non essential’ movement. However, luckily for us, the property we were moving into was empty (previously a holiday let) and we’d agreed it would be left fully furnished, so all we had to do was physically drive there with our things. We finally got our keys on May 4th and the new home adventure begun.
We’ve been in our little flat for just over two weeks now and absolutely love everything about it (despite the old decor/ugly wallpaper and brown carpet) and are slowly but surely going to work on making it our own, so feel free to follow my journey as we take the time to get it exactly how we want it!
There so many gorgeous jewellery brands out there art the minute designing gorgeously intricate jewellery for any occasion. For me, i love simple, chic pieces for everyday wear and then when it comes to going out with the girls or having a date night, I love to go all out with the bling. When Marc Mirren got in touch and asked me to choose a piece of jewellery from their beautiful collection, i checked out the site and immediately knew the scandi vibes of the pieces were perfect to style up everyday outfits.
After much deliberation, i went for the parla necklace in gold, which is a delicate gold chain with a teeny little pearl on the end – just gorgeous for styling everything from oversized tees to little black dresses. Since breaking my wrist, I’ve felt a little less glamorous to say the least so this little jewellery delivery was the pick me up i needed. After all, now i had new jewellery, i absolutely had to go out and drink cocktails as soon as i was able, right?!
My order arrived super quickly in a gorgeous little black box (this simple branding is everything) and not going to lie, i havent taken it off since. It’s the perfect length for literally any top and is just a gorgeous, subtle addition to any look.
The opportunity arose to head out to Maluco Pizzeria after getting invited to a little menu tasting event they had on their -so now it was just to style the necklace. My sister bought me this gorgeous emerald green faux leather top from Zara for my birthday and i knew the gold would contrast gorgeously with the green. This top pretty much speaks for itself and so a cute like necklace like the Marc Mirren Parla is just enough accessorising. I paired the top with super baggy white mom jeans, also from Zara and my trusty docs. I am living for these Jeans at the moment not only because they’re just the comfiest ever but also because they’re giving me allll of the 90’s vibes, which I’m most certainly not going to argue with. If they come out in more colours then I’m sold already.
Thank you to Marc Mirren for such a gorgeous, easy to wear necklace. The collection is so classic of that on-trend scandi design that can be worn alone or layered up forever. Check their collection for bracelets and earrings in a similar vibe – they could make a great Mother’s Day gift!! For a little bargain, use my discount code at the checkout for 15% off: MFJ15!
I’ve been to NYL a couple of times now and whether it’s just a few cocktails or brunch, it always seems to be a little bit special. The venue is the epitome of New York glamour and as someone that’s obsessed with all things big apple it’s just the perfect place to while away a few hours. So, when i was invited to try out the new New York style afternoon tea the venue are now offering – it was a big fat yes.
We chose to visit the venue on a Sunday afternoon – cos who doesn’t love a Sunday funday. To make our experience extra special, we were given goodie bags on arrival containing NYL branded mugs and, much to my delight, Liverpool Gin miniatures. The New York afternoon tea comes with Crosby coffee or a pot of tea or you can upgrade to cocktails or prosecco.
Food wise, the afternoon tea features an American take on the traditional sandwiches featuring pastrami and mustard, mini smoked salmon bagels and open mozzarella and sundried tomato – a nice little selection. You could find traditional scones, jam and cream on the top tier, but the middle section was a colourful display of rainbow donuts, Liverpool gin jelly, salted caramel popcorn brownies and a super creamy cookies and cream cheesecake slice. Errr yes please.
To wash it all down, i went with the ‘berry bevvy’ cocktail -a fruity pink concoction made with gin which was right up my street and went down far too quickly. For anyone after a The perfect venue for an afternoon treat, the shining lights NYL is your answer and afternoon tea is a great addition to their offerings. Head over to their Instagram to find out how you can book a table!
So we’re into my second week of having just one hand and I’m finally starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Not only can i now make a cup of coffee and breakfast one handed i can now also shower some, wash AND dry my hair and apply make up. I’ve even left the house for a walk on my own – it’s amazing how you adapt so quickly. So this blog post is just an update for anyone that cares (i know id definitely be the nosy type to read one of these blogs online if i came across it). I guess it’s also a blog for anyone who might have gone arse over tit like me and ended up in in a similar situation.
So to recap, it starts like any bad story: in the gym. I’m toe tapping away on a high box in a circuits class, i catch my foot, fly backwards and take my entire weight on my left wrist which now resembles some sort of weird squiggle. It didn’t take a genius, this wrist was broken.
So im rushed to the royal (by my sister), given an x-Ray and the nurse explains I’m suffering from a ‘nasty fracture’ which is professional speak for you’ve fucked it up good and proper. They put me on gas and air and pull it DEAD hard so it’s straight again and then wrap me in plaster cast and send me home a bit dazed and emotional. This was Friday 14th February – happy valentine’s to me.
I had an appointment at trauma and orthopaedics in the royal for Thursday 20th Feb where they changed my cast and x-rayed me. They saw that my wrist had returned to being bent (the swelling had reduced and my plaster cast had become a bit loose) and was now pointing 20 degrees in the wrong direction. The doctor explained that I’d smashed my wrist into a ‘few pieces’ and likened what was once the smooth surface of my joint to a ‘cobbled street’. He said it’s one of the worst breaks he’s ever seen in someone my age (usually occurs in elderly people) and that to have shattered my bone so badly i must have hit it really, really hard (i fell from a height so kind of makes sense) which is all v reassuring but hey, what’s done is done, right?! He explained that they wanted to operate quickly before the bones healed in the wrong position and before i knew it i was booked in for my op on the Friday.
So Friday arrives and although it’s only minor surgery, I’m not gonna lie i was shitting my pants. I was told to arrive at the hospital at 7.30am but want taken down for surgery until 1.30pm which meant a surreal wait in a room with Eamon and Ruth on the telly and other people with various broken bones just kinda awaiting their fate. Eventually, it was time to go down. In had a quick catch up with the surgeon who proceeded to look at my x-ray and tell me that I’d ‘done a good job of this’ (i mean, in for a penny and all that i guess) before explaining that they were going to insert a plate and screws to connect the bone back together. The anaesthetist informed me that they would put a nerve blocker in my armpit so my arm would be numb when i woke up. She told me not to panic that it was gone completely (lol, something i would definitely do). And with that i put my belongings into a blue bin bag, put on my sexy hospital gown, slipper socks and this weird kind of fabric shower cap (a LOOK) and headed into theatre.
If you’ve ever had an op before you’ll know that theatre is scary. There’s machines beeping EVERYWHERE and you’re told to lie on the table in the middle and relax. The lovely nurses talk to you about holidays you have booked and where you work and what does my partner do whilst simultaneously taking my blood pressure and jabbing an anaesthetic needle in my hand. It’s ALOT. However, as it goes, the anaesthetist couldn’t find my veins because they were ‘too small’ (idk what that means) so after several attempts at jabbing my hand with a needle they decided to send me to sleep with the gas and air mask. I was sceptical that this would actually knock me out but after a few deep breaths through the mask, i was gone.
I woke up to the nurse saying my name and because of the gas i felt chilled AF. I couldn’t feel my arm and the only pain was the super annoying drip in my other hand (i hate these things). I looked at the clock, it was 4.20pm. Id been out for just under 3 hours. After about another hour a bed became available on the ward so i was taken down to recover. I had a cuppa and some toast (i hadnt been allowed to eat before the op so i was READY).
My blood pressure was too low for them to let me go home so i stayed another hour, praying to the blood pressure gods that it would go up – i did NOT want to spend the night. I explained to the nurse that the catheter in my hand was really knocking me ill (im super squeamish) and perhaps that was lowering my blood pressure. She agreed to remove it, i drank loads of water and lo and behold, my blood pressure was normal again. My mum arrived and sister arrived, i had a wee (you have to have one before you’re discharged) and i was ready to go armed with codeine and various forms and information sheets. Our first stop was maccies for 5 chicken selects and mozzarella dippers and the second was my bed. What a bloody day.
After the surgery, my arm wasn’t placed back in a plaster cast, just a tight bandage to encourage movement. I was allowed to keep my sling but ive been told to limit its usage because it can cause stiffness of the shoulder and elbow. And I’m slowly getting more confident without it. Not to put anyone off, but i woke up in the night after my surgery and i was in the worst pain id felt since I fell over. Weirdly, it kind of felt like some had cut open my arm and fitted some metal into it and sewed me back up. But not to worry, there’s what a codeine and paracetamol concoction is for and this passes. I’m now on day 4 post-surgery and the pain is so much more manageable. I can move my fingers up and down and even flex my wrist slightly. Before the op i had little to no function and feeling in my fingers and zero forearm mobility so the slightest movement is such a relief. As my granny would say: it’s amazing what they can do these days!
I’ve been told to expect a slow but steady recovery so despite my restless nature I’m taking things slow. I’m trying to get at least some steps and fresh air in per day and I’ve arranged to work from home as of next week. In the next couple of weeks I’m having physio at the hospital as well as having my scar assessed/stitches removed/dressings changed. It’s honestly amazing what can happen in a split second and whilst my life might be on hold slightly for the moment, i know in the grand scheme of things this is nothing. If anyone is in a similar situation just be patient, give your body a minute to heal and you will be just fine!
I’ve broken my wrist and it sucks. Like badly. One minute i was doing high box toe taps in the gym giving it my all and the next minute I’ve fallen backwards with my whole wrist taking my weight. I wont go into detail about the state of my wrist as i lifted it up to assess the damage but let’s just say it resembled a banana and hurt like HELL. A shit load of gas and air and a couple x-rays later and here i am awaiting surgery to fix it. I can’t shower, put my hair in a bobble or leave the house independently at the moment and for someone that thrives on a lil routine and pleasing myself, being reliant on someone else for basic everyday things has really got me down. So, as sit on my arse and trying to find a comfortable position to rest my arm in (difficult) i decided to have a word with my sorry self and put things into perspective.
Since last Friday i havent really done an awful lot apart from eat, watch teen mom Australia (dont knock it) and read a couple books. This will also be my second blog post thanks to the drag and type feature on i-phone which has really been a game changer. But despite the boredom, i’m still lucky. I have a warm house and clean pyjamas and food in the fridge and a gorgeous family to do things like help me in the shower and tie my hair in a bobble and despite the setback and scary surgery ahead, i WILL recover.
When your life slows down so suddenly it actually gives you the opportunity to sit back and think about what’s in front of you, the stuff im guilty of neglecting as i rush out the door at 5.30 am for my 7th gym class of the week before a full day at work, usually followed by some sort of blog event. Perhaps this sudden setback only exists physically and in fact emotionally will give me a second to stop and express gratitude for the thousands of things i have, that others don’t. Yes, I’m not living a full week of complete productivity which for me brings a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction but why can’t i look to feel the same sense of satisfaction when my body literally heals back to normal, a wrist which is currently bent in the middle?
So instead of getting worked up that I’ve spent a week without a SINGLE day of 10,000 steps or that I’m off work and doing very little, im going to use this time to appreciate everything i actually have. I’m safe and secure with the ability to control my own mindset, which in light of recent traffic events in the news is definitely something to be thankful for, i have so many loved ones around me that actually dedicate a whole moment of their day to ask me how i am, and despite the temporary broken bone I’m fit and healthy. Not to mention the amazing treatment I’m receiving free of charge from our NHS.
Instead of a fast paced run where I’m trying to get my 10k below a certain time, I’m taking slow steady walks to the park, engaging in conversation and breathing in the crisp February fresh air. My ability to read means i can experience that amazing feeling where you’re totally and utterly lost in the world of a good book and i can go to bed knowing there’s going to be someone there to give me a hand when i wake up.
So for anyone that needs to hear it, sometimes all it takes is a lil bit of perspective to put your head where it needs to be.
TBH i didn’t expect to be writing this blog post with one hand whilst i type super slowly with a broken wrist but such is life and that’s a different story for another time. This post is all about my absolute fave skinny tan and their brand new wonder express serum which literally gives you the perfect tan in just one hour. Last weekend i turned 27 and this was just so ideal to ensure i was glowing for my birthday celebrations. Ive been working with skinny tan for a while now and those that know me will know I’m a huge advocate for it. It’s not patchy, the shades are gorgeous and it just gives your skin this nice little glow that im makes me feel my absolute best. Ive tried everything from the coconut mist (the perfect summer spritz) to the instant tanning aftersun. My go- to normally has to be the gradual mousse which i apply before bed but i think i now might have a new contender. My tanning routine usually consists of me applying tan before bed and washing it off on the morning but with the wonder express serum, you literally wash off the tan within an hour (or two if you want it darker) meaning you can literally apply it a couple hours before you’re due to go out – perfect for my birthday weekend (it also meant no stained sheets!!). The results were probably the best I’ve seen from skinny tan so far – super glowy but also gorgeous and natural. You can literally watch this develop so can wash it off when you reach a colour you’re happy with and the consistency has the exact same silky smooth feel of the original wonder serum – this one just needs washing off. To apply the wonder serum, i shower and exfoliate with the pre-tan primer so my skin is prepped and then simply apply all over with a mitt. The bottle gives a guide for the effect you will get depending on how long you leave it on for with 3 hours being the darkest. Added benefits to this lil bottle are that the formula is cruelty free and vegan and trust me when i say a little goes a reallll long way. So if you’re looking for a new tanning solution, this is literally the most hassle free option with the nicest formula – perfect for tan virgins as well as tan addicts like me! Grab yours in Boots now.
We’ve done it. We’ve made it to the end of January, officially the longest most borrrring month of the year. To top it off, the end of January was on a Friday this year and combined with pay day, there was no question we’d be going out to celebrate. To help us along, The Old Bank invited us down for some food and drinks and if was safe to say, we had that Friday feeeeeling.
I feel like The Old Bank is somewhat of a Liverpool treasure so it’s probably a bit of a travesty that I haven’t been in until now. I couldn’t believe how grand the decor was (think chandeliers and marble) and although it was suuuuper busy with payday drinkers, we had our own little booth, complete with a gin menu. Perfect.
Nothing says gin balloon more than the end of January after about 20000 years of waiting and so we ordered rhubarb gins and ginger tonic (they have a fab deal on Friday nights of 2 for £12 on all cocktails FYI) and had a look at the food menu. The menu i would probably describe at ‘pub vibes’ but with a contemporary twist (think sweet potato falafels and katsu curries alongside traditional classics) with main dishes as well as a range of sides and small plates. I was a tinyyyy bit disappointed to see there were no vegan options on the main menu, but i got around it by ordering some delicious pittas and hummous to start and then the sweet potato falafel and a side salad and chips for a main. The falafel was actually a starter dish but the staff were more than accommodating when i asked for it as a main and do you know what? It was delicious. Served with a tahini and balsamic dressing, the falafels were crispy on the outside and soft and fluffy in the middle, served on a bed of rocket. I was verrry jealous of the chicken katsu curry, that looked like a bit of me.
Aside from the limited vegan choices (the menu doesn’t actually state that anything is vegan so you kind if just have to make a guess) i actually couldn’t really fault anything about The Old Bank and i would definitely recommend anyone who’s thinking about popping in, whether that’s for a cocktail and a few small plates or a delicious full meal. The atmosphere was great, the service was fab and the food was of a great quality and taste. So grab your girl gang and head down next Friday!