My First Valentine's.

This year was my first Valentine's Day.

It was the first time I've had a boyfriend for Valentines, and it was perfect.

Forgive me for being cringey, forgive me for being happy. My housemates tend to think I'm throwing it in their faces when I talk about my boyfriend and my other friends are probably sick of me talking about him. So I'm going to take the opportunity to tell you about Valentine's day, and how happy I really am.

We're not an overly romantic couple I guess, we're best friends and he's the person I tell everything to everyday. So really, it was just another day. But it was a day where we went out to our usual bar and had the most amazing burgers (we both share an epic love for food) and played pool, we had the whole bar to ourselves because nobody was quite as romantic as us and it was lovely.

We got back and I looked in my room; he'd obviously roped in one of my housemates and what greeted me still causes the smile on my face. 

The most beautiful flowers I'd ever seen with a card leaning on it. 

In the card he'd included train tickets and an e-ticket....to Cadburys World. He knows me too well.

That's right ladies, I went to where chocolate began.

We went, we ate all chocolate in sight, and we conquered.

It was the best day ever, we got so much free chocolate. It was educational AND delicious. 

We got to see how the chocolate is made, how it's packaged, how it's moulded.

We saw how the coco bean industry has grown and how they transport their ingredients (actually felt it, the chairs shook and everything!)

 Wrote our names in chocolate .

Go on a little car ride through where the little coco beans live 

The gift shop was awesome too. SO MUCH CHOCOLATE.

I've definitely stocked up for the next 3 months or so.

We got up at 6am and left at 7:20am, got back at 7:30pm and I was sound asleep by 9:30.

Best day ever.

How was your valentine's? 

Love, Elizabeth xx

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A Little Catch Up.

Whilst I was on a little hiatus from my blog- well, I really missed it.

Apparently a sign that you’re mad is that you talk to yourself, however I think my blog is a form of talking to myself to be honest. So call me mad, call my crazy, but I have certainly missed talking to myself. 

So where to start? It’s been months.

I’ve watched all the re-runs on Made in Chelsea that are on Netflix (how did I ever live without Netflix?!) and still have not made my mind up about my favourite. It was Jamie, then Proudlock, I still don’t like Rosie (although she has fab clothes) and now I’m just confused. 

I still buy clothes like no tomorrow. Just think of how many new outfits I have to show you! I’m still frustrated by my hair and it’s lack of oomph and my imagination of how to deal with it and I’m still rocking the same old make up..

I now wear glasses! Only computer and close things…but I like them.

I'm now a old person who'd rather stay in and watch TV or go to the pub and actually talk to people rather than go to a nightclub. Major issue when everyone else hasn't got to that point and I'm left on my own doing that... 

I do work now. Uh huh. Like proper work, not like first year when I just sailed through life but second year! Crazy. 

I have a little appeal to you all.

I bought a jumper in a charity shop a couple of months ago. I knew it was a mens when I bought it  but liked it so just went with it.. But it's way too big for me anyway. Well this jumper had D&G stitched in it as the design and has a D&G label in it. Does anyone know how to tell if it's a genuine article or not? Cause it would be very exciting if it was real (and profitable, as I bought it for £3!) 

Any insight would be greatly appreciated :)

Love, 

Elizabeth xx

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