Today, Stag and are (will be, as I’m writing this) in Marrakech. A much-needed holiday for the two of us, we’ve been looking forward to this trip for quite some time. More importantly, however, visiting Morocco marks the completion of a Life Goal for me: to see 25 countries before I turn 30. Hello Number 25, you beautiful thing you.
As you may have gleaned from my other beauty posts, when it comes to me and beauty, I am generally two things: a big ol’ cynic, and a lover of natural, cruelty-free brands. It usually means I find most products take-it-or-leave-it. This is especially true in the skincare department, where everything claiming to ‘Fix You’ (thanks for the tears, Coldplay) mostly just sits on your skin. And when it costs a bomb to test (and dislike), in the words of Sweet Brown, “Ain’t nobody got time for that.”
So when a PR company sends me a new range I end up loving so very much — enough that I’m already planning to buy again — I’m one happy bunny. Enter in KINN, an organic lifestyle brand with a killer bath & body range.
I don’t think I’ve ever had such conflicting, controversial and emotional feelings about a topic. The thought of an engagement ring both fills me with pure joy — an excitement that extends much further than just a piece of jewellery — and, simultaneously, dread. To say my fashion profile is a bit fickle is quite the understatement. Somedays, all I want is to look like Coachella threw up a bit, and others, I just feel like Minimalist Incarnate. How do you coalesce the two? How do you pick a ‘forever piece’ when you’ve been taught to think in seasons?
I am what I like to call a Denim Devotee, if there ever was such a thing. My irrevocable love only grew stronger when I quit the corporate world and started freelancing; suddenly, I was left to my own dressing devices, and I had the freedom to wear jeans every damn day. Like literally, every. day. I can’t remember the last time I wore — oh, I don’t know — anything resembling a dress or skirt. Probably this post, here (and let’s be honest, that was mostly fashion shooting). Let alone trousers that aren’t made of denim. What’s the point when you have jeans?
Stag here. I’ve been helping Wolf with the blog for almost a year now; despite frequent promises, it’s taken me that long to get around to actually writing something. Whilst the website will always speak a little on my behalf, I hope at least some of you will enjoy the occasional article when I step out from behind the curtain.
Thanks to JORD watches for collaborating on this post. Scroll to the bottom for all the details about our JORD watch giveaway.