Hello there. It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? I hope you’ve all had a good Christmas and a very happy New Year, however you celebrated – or didn’t.
You may have noticed that my monthly ‘series’ – Moments – has been absent for the last couple of months. I’ve had to take a bit of a step back from blogging, due to being too overwhelmed. With work, with uni, mental health… oh, and not to mention that my bowels exploded in early December (slightly melodramatic, but go with it). I thought it would be slightly amiss to not do a post rounding up my year, as is customary to do around this time.
I had a read of my New Year post from last year, and it was a little… sad. Very melancholic. And it made me all the more sad that my mental health hasn’t really improved over the last 12 months. I didn’t set myself any goals or resolutions, per se, but reading that post did leave me feeling a little downtrodden that 2017 didn’t turn out as well as I’d have liked.
A few weeks ago (yes, this post is very late) I attended the very delightful 23 Paul Street for yet another evening of Scarlet magic. After being so kindly invited to their Blogger Social back in October, I immediately knew which official Scarlet Ladies event I wanted to drop in on first.
I remember the first time I walked up Paul Street in London, thinking ‘is everyone going to know that I’m about to walk into a gentlemen’s club?’ This time was no different. As rad as a place 23 is, it still felt incredibly risqué to be approaching the infamous house of tease, even if my intentions were innocent. Still, I was very excited to be swallowed up by the gorgeous interiors, and hearing some equally gorgeous women speak about very important matters.
October not only brought on longer nights and colder mornings, but it also offered a lot of exciting stuff. After a lovely reception from my September catch-up post, I thought it would be rude not to do a little summary about the last 30 days, too.
Now that I have a bit more freedom and variety in my days due to being a student again, I thought I’d maybe try my hand at these little monthly wrap-ups that seem popular with many. A lot of YouTubers will famously compile monthly favourites videos, and of course, the lovely Grace Latter also does catch-up posts at the end of each month, which I read religiously.
September has had a lot to offer me this year. I quit my fast-paced London job, and three years after I left, went back to university. To do a Masters! In Creative Writing! What a dream!
I’m back to regale you with more tales of Tinder from my single life, after telling you about the time I regretfully ghosted someone.
As summer of 2015 approached, almost a year to the date of the ghosting incident, I redownloaded Tinder. I don’t know what it is about summertime and me getting onto that ghastly app. Tinder was just a game to me at this point; I was beyond taking anything seriously. I had put in my bio something like “Attitude like Kanye, feelings like Drake”, hand-picked some of my best selfies and threw in a picture from a few Halloweens ago to show that I had a sense of humour.