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Sophie’s Thoughts


So everyone goes through a crisis of confidence at some point. May it be jealousy of something you are not, or physical attributes about yourself you don’t like. Everyone has a slight meltdown.

I have been there many times, sometimes it has felt that I have been stuck in ‘year long’ periods of low self-esteem. Let’s face it, we live in a world where looks are paraded and measured by a standard set by the media. And although the rise of plus size, shorter and ethnic models are on the rise, we still have images bombarded everyday reminding a larger percentage of us what we aren’t.

I’ve always dealt with weight issues and have gone through life being the funny friend. I have had different aspects of my life that have given me confidence and same with burst which have diminished them. Being with Richard gives me a confidence that allows me to be myself around him. I am completely comfortable and I think that’s important in relationships. But I still have my nagging annoyances, like gah I look too so fat in this dress, my cheeks are too red, and my legs look like tree trunks. He just says shut up your beautiful. Me-and-RIchard-

I don’t overly like this picture, I look pretty shiny and my glorious double chin is on show, but Richard looks beautiful, and him loving me is beautiful and I look happy. If anything that something that I like about this picture. So that gives me a little more confidence. Since becoming slightly larger over the last couple of years. (from a size 14-18) I have had my moments of tantrums. (see my London melt down here). Mostly due to the lact of fashion sometimes on offer for curvy girls. But my style and outlook has changed with my recent weight gain. I am happy in a relationship, and although I am on a health kick to help my poorly liver (if your new click here for the full story on that) regarding my size, I am getting used to it day by day and looking for the full burst of confidence I once had.





So these pictures, were the last time I think I felt truly confident. But looking back now I remember even then thinking I wasn’t quite  skinny enough. Which is sad because when I look at them now I think I look quite lovely.  This was three years ago, last time I was Italy. It was the midst of my exercise obsession. (May not look it, but I was running everyday in Italy and working out 6 times a week during that Summer). I am surrounded by a lot of thin women, but even they have told me of many issues they have with their own body.

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My darling sister has put me in charge of the blog post today (oh dear)

I thought I would just stick to what I know; which is selfies. I really enjoy the year of the selfies if I’m being honest, I’ve never seen it as being vain (even though it kind of is). People posting pictures of themselves is rather nice, it shows confidence in themselves which sometimes is hard to find. It’s a day brightener to get complimented for how you look, I’m happy to say that. A compliment once in a while can go a long way; people’s words mean more than they think.
(Let me take a second to just to make a point of the words ‘peng’ or ‘fit’ are not compliments.)
Looks are so important in society these days; especially around the teenage years when you don’t know what the hell your body or face is doing; it kind of just does whatever the hell it wants until it finally decides to settle around my age (19 going on 20).
I know I go through phases when I feel like I look like I’ve been dragged through a hedge backwards, so dressing up and taking a nice photo can always stem those thoughts for a while…until the morning after when the make up is smudged around my face and my hair is a birds nest.
Now I went through the awkward phase of not being able to smile properly, which then egged my family to make fun of me, I was the butt of a lot of jokes round the dinner table and was imitated a lot, mostly by my eldest brother, before I was able to perfect my on cue cheesy smile.
He still continues to question why I post so many pictures of myself over Facebook, to which I say, why not? Who is it hurting?
I think selfies are a wonderful thing and if people are really against them then just don’t look at them, it’s simple.
This was my awkward half smile, I’m not even sure what possessed me.
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And this is the face I will pull anytime anyone brings a camera within thirty feet.
I hope you enjoyed my insight to the selfie, maybe I need to stop with talking about it now, I may have exhausted all my knowledge on it!
Enjoy your evening everyone.
Abby x


Ok so the weather is lovely so I thought I’d bring my sister back for another selfie outfit post. I have my cycling outfit, which kinda makes me look like I should be on a gondola…It’s no lie that I love H&M’s hareem pants for cycling. Paired with a striped top (charity shop buy) and my quilted denim jacket from ASOS makes it a breathable outfit to cycle around in.We can’t forget my green Cambridge Satchel, which sits proudly of my bike basket.  I definitely need some new shoes though..



Aren’t you just living the caravans in the background? That’s what you get when your boyfriend works as an engineer in a industrial picture-esq. Not sure what stance I am doing either…awkward much..


Ok so I change into my ASDA red skirt and another striped top from H&M. I am really loving stripes at the moment if you couldn’t tell.I quite like to wear block colour mixed with a pattern when I am out and about, This skirt is such a nice red and has a cute lace thrill bottom .So I think I am channelling Italian and Parisian styles today, with my stripes, red and white sock combos..  Plus ignore the hair, I have a serious case of helmet hair going on. There’s just no way of taming it.

Me and my sister are very different, not just in style but body shape too. I wouldn’t say that we look similar but when you meet us we have some very similar mannerisms. Plus when we do see each other, we fight quite a bit. More often then not on her lipstick colour choice… FYI I hate beige lipsticks she loves them. But hey she’s 19, I let her off..But this outfit is one of my Spring time looks. Colourful and light, perfect for sunny days.


Ok sister here. With the sun blaring in the sky I now return (even though I still wore them throughout winter) to my favourite piece of clothing; the crop top. I have a draw full of various different crop tops, I don’t know what it is about them that I love so much, but as soon as it’s warm enough to wear one without having to don it with a jacket, they are whipped out. I suppose I love the freedom, I love for my stomach to have a breather and get a bit of a tan, seeing as I am whiter than Casper the friendly ghost, getting a tan is a priority in the summer.








When I was frolicking about in London with one of my best friends she was chattering about these trousers that she had seen on someone famous on instagram. My best friend is one of a kind, bless her, and she had made up a name purely because the picture of the star was walking off a plane she calls them plane trousers. They are hands down the comfiest things I have ever worn in my life, breezy, able to do anything you please in them (including the splits I might add) and they look quite cute too. Because it is a rather defining pattern I decided to just pair it with my plain white crop top. Cute, rather plain, but overall a comfortable look for me.

Just to also stick by my last post I’ll quickly tell you about my London clubbing outfit.





It was a bit out there, it did attract a lot of attention and maybe, just maybe I admit it, it was a little bit revealing. I’m not going to lie, I absolutely LOVED my dress. It was a plain white, quite a low neck line and it was a tiny bit see through, but hey when you’re drunk and in a dark club nothing matters. Plain black heels, a statement gold necklace and London wasn’t ready for me. I think I’ve rambled enough, enjoy this gorgeous day however you please!


Have a good weekend all,

Sophie & Abby