FASHION | Easy Tiger

It’s something a little different from me today – a bloody fashion post ! I have featured them on the blog in the past but they are very few and far between.

Hey … What can I say I’m mixing it up for 2019.

I don’t claim to know anything about fashion. I’m a big believer in wearing whatever the hell you like ; I absolutely hate being told what I should be wearing … BUT one thing we can’t ignore and are all fully aware of is that Leopard print has been big business for many years now.

I guess I’ve been channeling my inner Bet Lynch since the late 90’s . I love sporting my Grans vintage leopard print jacket . That jacket is older than me , she’s falling apart at the seams [ quite literally ] but I can’t bear to part with her.

Just recently though my eyes have been swayed … I’m being disloyal to Bet. I’ve found I’ve become slightly obsessed by Tigers, mainly their heads on jumpers !

I know, I know I’m strange and probably very late to the table but what can I say?!

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Little Steps …

As your probably aware it’s been a whole 4 days since I lost my beautiful mum. 4 days of walking around in a blur.

I’m trying to keep busy, not think too long or too hard. I mostly just feel numb and extremely sad. I cry randomly, my emotions are like a rollercoaster. I enjoy highs and I hit lows.

I want the world to stop. Why are people still laughing and enjoying themselves, don’t they realise my mums just died?  Why isn’t the nation in mourning? Everything is exactly the same as it was before only my mums not here ; my worlds been turned upside down. Nothing for our family will ever be the same again.

Everyday life doesn’t seem real, I have a constant ache in my stomach – it’s like I’ve been punched. I feel empty. Alone. Scared even … but as I’ve been told on numerous occasions “life goes on.”

So here I am, trying to ‘go on‘ little steps at a time … the only way I know how.

By writing.

By sharing …

I’ve started wearing mums wedding ring at all times, it brings me some comfort. She feels close.

I’m scared to death I’ll lose it so if you happen to bump into me and I’m constantly checking my right hand … it’s not some weird ailment. I’m just checking it’s still there.

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