(*props to you if you get the reference in the title)
I love blogging. A full Bloglovin’ feed makes me extremely happy, and when I rallied through all my favourite blogs (i.e. pretty much all of them), I spend hours on the ‘Explore’ tab and try to find new blogs to obsess over.
But the one blog I can’t seem to fall in love with is my own. For the longest time, I couldn’t figure out why, and maybe I’m still not 100% there, but I think I might have found a big obstacle I can’t seem to overcome: I haven’t found my niche. I tried to blog about the topics I thought I should blog about – new makeup items I bought, makeup items I want (read: need) to buy, little hauls etc. Don’t get me wrong, I love to read about these topics, and I am in fact very interested in makeup (my wishlist on Feel Unique is neverending, I swear) but it’s not something I necessarily want to appear on my own blog. I’m no Zoella, nor do I want to be one – we have enough fantastic beauty bloggers out there – but the topics I want to talk about are currently not doable for me, as it seems.
I want to blog about adventures I went on. Little ones, big ones; alone, with friends, with family. My favourite blog posts on my blog are the ones about my day in Amsterdam and the ones about when I was in London in September 2014, alongside my AYAT series. I want to try out and share new recipes. I want to show you a glitzy, sassy new outfit I pulled together one Saturday morning which I thought I looked great in. I want to spread positivity and happiness and optimism. That is what I want to do.
The reality is the following: I still live at home, I don’t particularly feel homely at home (which is not entirely true but it’d take ages to explain it all) and all I do is work and save money. I live in an exceptionally boring town which none of you will have ever heard of, and I never do cool stuff. I don’t go out for breakfast, lunch or dinner; I haven’t been on a proper holiday in 3,5 years. I don’t dress nicely, I kind of just throw something on – considering the boring town I live in, I cannot be bothered to try and dress properly every day, let alone have someone take my picture. When I lived in London, I actually made an effort with my fashion sense, and I loved it! But I had and have other things on my mind here in exceptionally-boring-town (let’s refer to it as EBT from now on). The last thing is doing something worth blogging about.**
Anyway, enough of the ramble!
I just wanted to tell you a little bit about what is going on in my head at the moment. I promise that, as soon as I have something interesting to tell you about, I will do so. Until then, you are welcome to join me on my other social media platforms – you can find the links on the right-hand side.
Okay BYE x
(**Also, 2015 was a particularly difficult year in which it was very hard to find confidence, let alone creativity, which you can read about on my Twitter here.)