Sunday, May 27, 2018

A Whirlwind trip to Berlin for a special launch

THE TREASURE HUNT
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Allo! You may or may not have seen over on my Instagram that I was in Berlin to celebrate the launch of the new Omega Tresor watch recently, something I was incredibly proud to be a part of. I think the only person prouder, in fact, was my Dad, who's Omega's biggest fangirl (it doesn't hurt that our favourite spy - 007, not Johnny English - wears one too). Myself and my wee Kirsty arrived in Berlin the day before the event for a wander around, followed by a dinner with everyone who'd flown in for the event, before catching an early-ish night. The next morning it was All. Stations. Go. We met bright and early - and by that I mean 9:30am, but bright and early just sounds more impressive - for a tour of Berlin and a treasure hunt rolled into one. We all loaded onto our tour bus and had stops at Voo, Haha Huis and more, picking up clues along the way. The answer to each clue was a letter (I know, it's exciting isn't it) and the letters eventually spelled out... MIRROR. Oooh. 'But why?!' I hear you ask. I'll tell you soon, don't worry. We finished up the day with a Trabi Safari (if you you're unsure of what that is, don't worry, I only knew thanks to our friend Richard Ayoade - have a wee look here) with Kirsty, who only passed her test a couple of months ago, taking on the role of brave driver. And it was so much fun! I'd absolutely recommend it if you go to Berlin, even Kirsty had a ball after the colour returned to her face. After that we headed back to the hotel, clues in hand, to get ready for the event. 

THE LAUNCH EVENT
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We arrived at the very-fittingly named Tresor nightclub in Berlin and were requested to give a password to the majestic lady you see in the hood above before we could enter. Which was, you guessed it... 'mirror'. Now, when a night begins with whispering 'mirror' to a hooded woman you know you're in for something special. We entered the space upstairs and I actually gasped like a character in a period drama. We had to walk through a maze like structure that was filled with mirrors, fairy lights and installations; there was a ballerina, there was a woman with Rapunzel-esque hair on a swing, there was a silent opera singer, there were two identical woman doing (temporary - don't worry, Mum) tattoos... it was like walking into the kind of dream you'd have after eating an awful lot of cheese. We walked through it at snails pace, making sure not to miss anything, and then chose ourselves a cocktail from the 'Past, Present or Future' bar and headed through to the main space thinking it couldn't get any better...

...Of course it did. We stepped into a fairytale land with a huge, golden-leaved tree, an entire floor covered with candles, cocktails in gas form that were to be inhaled through wall-mounted taps, a table filled to the brim with an Alice in Wonderland worthy dessert spread (that's where I decided I would base myself for the night) among more. We were then treated to a presentation from the face of the collection, the beautiful Kaia Gerber and from Raynald Aeschlimann, the president. Kaia's the daughter of none other than Cindy Crawford - who's been the face of the brand for over two decades - so it's really fitting that this new launch introduces another face from that wonderful, wonderful gene pool. The campaign was shot by the eternally cool Peter Lindburgh and showcases perfectly how Kaia encompasses what the brand and this new model is all about. We boogied the rest of the night away and the next morning I woke up half convinced it had all been an extravagant dream. I'm so incredibly thankful to have been part of such an unforgettable launch and so proud to be the mother, sorry, owner, of my very own Omega; my first ever 'grown-up' watch. I keep sneaking loving little glances at it every time I wear it - I haven't quite gone as far as to whisper sweet nothings to it but never say never.

THE OUTFIT
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OMEGA TRESOR watch | H&M 3/4 sleeve tee | ASOS checked wide leg trousers | MULBERRY silver Seaton | LACK OF COLOR baker boy hat


I also wanted to show you how it looks with a more casual day-to-day outfit, so here we are! The face comes in two slightly different sizes and, despite having world's most childlike wrists I decided to go for the bigger size (the 39mm). I've always gravitated towards larger, more 'manly' watches over traditionally feminine ones but this one sits perfectly in between the two, with the delicate strap balancing out the oversized face so it's not too chunky. It feels both timeless and contemporary at the same time, which is no easy feat to achieve. There's diamond paving curving along each side of the face, a special mirrored caseback and a variety of straps to choose from. I went for the navy because it's so versatile - and because I can't seem to stay away from dark colours - but there are nine different models in the collection to suit each personality and taste, each making a really, really special piece. It's safe to say I'm even more enamoured than when I discovered Orlando Bloom (I was eleven, ok). Now, PLEASE... would someone ask me the time?

Amy

Post in collaboration with the wonderful Omega

Sunday, May 20, 2018

Swimwear, self confidence and smog brain

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Pretty much everything I'm wearing in the post is Figleaves but it's all linked in the below text!

Ok, so, today's post has two parts and please bear with me on the first part - I hadn't planned it and it just came tumbling out as I was typing (picture something very similar to thisso it might be a little convoluted in parts.

So, bodies. I definitely haven't always had a funny relationship with my body, I don't really remember being particularly aware of my figure or shape until the age of around 19 or 20. Throughout uni I lived on a diet of Irn Bru, Dominos, tuna pasta and not much else (no ragrets) and was quite... soft by the time I got to my third year. But I don't really remember ever feeling bad about my weight or the way I looked until a while after I graduated. There's so much focus every day on women's bodies and what they should look like - there always has been - but, for me, Instagram in particular played a huge part in how I viewed myself. My eyes were suddenly opened to a world full of beautiful, slender gazelles (not actual gazelles, although you can find them as well on a different hashtag) and, despite being about two foot taller than me and a completely different body shape, I convinced myself I wouldn't be happy with my body until it looked like that. I know, I know. It looks so silly written down but such is the way the mind words. My self worth became linked incredibly closely with my weight and my head was often so all-compassed with negative thoughts that I'd notice myself acting like a different person if I had a particularly bad day. I'd become quiet and withdrawn and felt like I had nothing to offer. I indulged in some crazy-lady behaviour, including - wait for it - crying in the middle of the gym because of how I looked (at this point I weighed 46kg), crying in the middle of taking blog photos when I saw them back because of how bad I thought I looked (my tear ducts have had a really hard run over the past few years, yes), ruining evenings out for myself because I didn't feel nice, and shying away from being spotted in the nudey (quite the passion killer, believe it or not). People could tell me I was kind, considerate, loving, friendly, funny (it's mainly my Mum that tells me I'm funny but it still counts) but as soon as I felt a bit self-conscious about the way I looked none of it mattered. I instantly became this person who was completely unworthy. Now, I'd like to point out that I'm not saying in any part of this post that I was or am an unhealthy weight and I don't want it to come across as  'woe is me' or that I'm digging for compliments, I just want to show how poisonous and warped your brain despite your shape or size.
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Ok, so where am I going with this and why on earth did I choose this post to talk about it. I'm getting there, I promise. So, between the end of last year and the beginning of this year I had a few things going on personally that knocked me a bit and, when I get knocked, I comfort eat. Simples. I gained a bit of weight and although I'm not talking huge amounts, maybe around half a stone, to me it was huge. Normally where I'd fall down the slipperly negative slope, I instead took a long hard look at myself and realised, well, I was an arse. It's hardly an Aristotle-level realisation, I know, but I've wasted so much of my adult life worrying about something as trivial as weight and it had to stop. My poor body has seen me through 26 years of life being healthy and strong and all I've done to repay it is mentally beat it up. I started exercising with the view that I wanted to get strong and fit, not because I wanted to lose weight, and tried really hard to stop the bad smog from creeping into my head again. You know Hexxus in Ferngully? It's like he's wrapping himself round my brain. Anyway, I've uploaded a couple of bikini photos this year since gaining that little bit of weight (again I'd like to point out here that I'm aware I still have what is deemed a slimmer figure, just that I was a little softer to what I was last year, really) and had lots of lots of people saying they were happy to see a curvy figure on their feed, which of course is lovely. However, I did have a good handful of comments that were along the lines of people congratulating me or telling me I'm 'brave' or 'inspiring' for having the courage to post bikini photos with 'my kind of shape' which made me feel sad about how many people are sitting with the mindset that just because someone doesn't have that stereo typical supermodel-esque figure they should be deemed brave for uploading a bikini picture. If I'd used my bikini top as a lasso to escape from a burning building, that would be brave, but we need to move away from the whole 'bikini ready' concept where you should look a certain way to be uploading a photo of yourself in swimwear.

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The Little Magpie Figleaves Swimwear Diary Positano Praiano Amalfi Coast The Little Magpie Figleaves Swimwear Diary Positano Praiano Amalfi Coast The Little Magpie Figleaves Swimwear Diary Positano Praiano Amalfi Coast 'Ok Amy, yes, thank you for that, but tell us where your bikini's from'. I know, I got waylaid and I will return now to what I'd originally written. So today's post comes to you from the Amalfi Coast and - hence my previous essay - features swimwear, lingerie and nightwear because the nicer weather has finally (finally) decided to grace us with its presence. Swimwear shopping is always a wee bit of a pain in the butt so I've started doing most of mine online where I can try them on in the comfort of my own home with nice non-fluorescent lighting. I'm very sure you all know of Figleaves but, just in case you don't, they're a website that stock a whole variety of brands (from Maison Lejaby to Seafolly to UGG) and have all your lingerie, swimwear and sleepwear needs covered. So today I'm going to show you my Figleaves x Amalfi wardrobe! 
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I used to be strictly a bikini-only gal but I've been getting quite into my swimsuits as well recently,  which I think might be something to do with getting older but let's not focus on that. I packed two black swimsuits this time; this one and this one. They're both incredibly flattering, they hold you in and give you support without looking like those mad heavy duty swimsuits from the 50s and each have little details to them that make them stand out. I did, of course, take some bikinis with me as well. The first is this yellow bikini which is so much girlier than what I'd normally go for but I love it! It's high waisted, which I often find myself drifting towards, and has a very cute retro vibe to it. My bottoms are a little big as it was a sample one but you should be fine with your normal size if you go for it! I also brought these lovely striped retro bottoms with me too (which come with a matching top as well FYI!). As well as the lovely brands I've mentioned, Figleaves do also have their own swimwear line as well with some beautiful (and well priced!) pieces which you can find here.

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Now that we've covered swimwear we have - dun dun dun - lingerie. I love a good bit of lingerie so I do; nothing beats your old, well worn and deeply comfortable pants, but there's something about a beautiful lingerie set that makes me feel very good about myself. Like I've got my shit together. Like I understand taxes and mortgages (I don't). The first set I wore is from Bluebella and is so utterly beautiful and delicate that it makes my heart hurt to look at it. It's got a real pin-up girl vibe to it, whilst the lace keeps it nice and soft. The second piece is a black lace body (which also comes in white and pink) and I loved it so much that I decided to style it two ways; the first just on it's own as lingerie and the second for an evening look. I LOVE a body worn as a top, I think there's something really chic and - dare I say - sexy about it. I paired it with some big wide-leg trousers and a hat as I was in Italian Coast mode but I think at home it would look beautiful in black skinny jeans with a leather jacket and a red lip. And a chignon bun. Oh yes. 

Loungewear. My favourite word. These pyjamas are one of the best things that I've ever owned; it was the colour I was drawn to at first and then they arrived and turned out to be the softest most easy to wear set in the land. They're the ideal pyjamas for prancing around in during the summer months too as they're so light and airy. I also picked this charcoal grey Calvin Klein bralet and matching pants set which is SO comfortable, a little bit different to your usual black or white sets, and is especially enjoyable to wear whilst travelling.
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And there we have it! I really hope that it helps you on your own swimwear searching path and gets you excited for the warmer weather. And, in regards to the first part of my post, I really hope that it helped in some way or got you thinking (even if all you're thinking is 'I can't believe she cried in the middle of the gym').

Amy

All photos by the incredible Kirsty McLachlan | Post in collaboration with Figleaves

Saturday, May 19, 2018

Ketchup

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COS orange wool jumper | ASOS ribbed midi skirt (this is the wee £16 one that's the best thing ever) | CAMILLA ELPHICK silver boots | COACH bag


I just wanted to say how incredibly overwhelmed I am at the number of responses I had to my last post. I'd been writing it and re-writing it for a couple of weeks and was really nervous about publishing it but everyone's responses have been amazing - I can't tell you how much every single one meant to to me. Some made me smile, some of them made me do a wee cry (although if we've established anything from my last post it's that I'm not exactly slow to cry); from struggles you've been through to struggles you're going through, sometimes I think all we need is to know that you're not alone in going through something. I've saved them all in a folder on my laptop to come back but for now I just want to say a really big, full-hearted thank you.

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Today's post is a wee catch up on a few things I've been up to as of late. The first thing is melting. That's right, it hit a whopping 27 degrees in London on the day that clever Amy decided to wear a wool jumper. Scotland has ruined me and I forgot a cosy jumper might not be that appropriate for the rest of the UK in May. My face might look relatively composed but the veins on my hand tell a different story: this girl is one degree away from turning into a puddle. I had been really excited to wear my new jumper though so part of me is still really happy that that happened. Would not recommend as a beach cover-up though.

The second half is some snaps from a recent stay at The Blythswood Hotel in Glasgow. I've been there a few times for meetings but never to stay over, so when my Mam came over to visit last month the hotel very kindly had us in for a wee overnight stay. It's so very grand and they've had a whole load of exciting people stay there; from Mariah Carey to Paolo Nutini (why he keeps insisting on visiting places without me I'll never know). We started our stay with a lovely massage down at the spa, which is always welcome for my grandma back, and then came back up to the room for a wee gin before heading down for dinner. I've had food there a few times and it's never disappointed and they're always so, so accommodating when it comes to allergies and intolerances. We went back to our marshmallow bed for a luscious sleep and then got up relatively early - which we only do on very special occasions, like when a bacon sandwich is on the cards* - so we could squeeze in breakfast and another wee visit to the spa. It's a really lovely wee haven to escape to if you're in Glasgow looking for either somewhere to stay or for a nice relaxing spa day! 

Amy 

*My Mum has said she'd like me to tell you that it's the best bacon sandwich she's ever had. And she's had a lot of bacon sandwiches in her life.