My favourite books list. 

Books are life, and life is books. These are my list of my favourite books:

  • The diary of Anne Frank.
  • Searching For Grace Kelly.
  • Dreaming in French by Alice Kaplan.
  • Mad Girl By Bryony Gordon.
  • Reasons To Stay Alive by Matt Haig.
  • Pain, parties, work; Sylvia Plath in New York, 1953 by Elizabeth Winder.
  • Ariel by Sylvia Plath.
  • The Big Life by Ann Shoket.
  • First woman by Kate Brower.
  • Dear Pussycat by Helen Gurley Brown.
  • We are all made of stars by Rowan Coleman.
  • The book thief.
  • Reading Jackie by William Kuhn.
  • The Help.
  • The Storyteller by Jodi Picoult.
  • Sherlock Holmes.
  • House Rules by Jodi Picoult.
  • The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.
  • The Summer Of Impossible Things by Rowan Coleman.
  • Deathless.

What are your favourite books?



The benefits of a Filofax. (Planners are essential!) 

I haven’t blogged about Filofaxes for a while now; instead of doing the average tour-through-your-planner, I wanted to devote a post as to what the benefits of a Filofax are, and just how useful they are for planning virtually everything.

I’ve used the Filofax, size personal, for a few years now; simply put, it fits every facet of my life into its very own covers. It al,owns me to plan, prepare,etc-and that’s much needed as a Columnist, Blogger, Student, Writer. (Just imagine the amount of deadlines-for guest posters, homework, for copy, etc.)

It is also a great tool that works very well for somebody like me, who has Aspergers; I have to plan my movements very specifically. Otherwise, I become very anxious-and I’m otherwise not very good at time management otherwise. (Because we all spend way too much time of Twitter, Facebook, Snapchat, don’t we?!) 

So, just what are the benefits of a Filofax?

A Filofax is your own wallet for life.

A Filofax is a wallet, because you can stuff it with anything at a moments notice.

(My Filofax is stuffed with sheets, for what’s needed at the college, if you were wondering.)

But the covers often have pockets-so, I keep my stamps here, as well as post-it’s, my medication, and my Tube card.

I don’t need a bag no more! But in all seriousness, it’s again useful, so you don’t have to go rifling for the relevant thing.

A Filofax inspires.

When I come to think of it, there was that special moment when my aspiration of music Journalist seemed legitimate as well as palpable.

The first time I saw Queen Extravaganza in concert, I got to meet them after-and I had a whole discussion with the lead singer, who knew me on name-basis after an interview. Because who would want that at sixteen?!

Anyway, my Filofax now has my signed gig ticket from then, to remind me every day that this is possible, and it can be done.

Keep track of deadlines.

I inhibit several roles, which all come with their deadlines; columnist, freelancer, blogger, student, etc. Copy and essays are due regularly.

Filofaxes keep track of this for me!

(Otherwise, I wouldn’t remember any deadline at all; that would be a problem for many reasons-because who can neglect their grades, let alone their readers!?)

As you can see, the orange is for ‘deadline’ in the photo on the right-Column due! 

Then again, it also keeps track of releases-in purple is Matt Haig’s next book. And I possibly have a blog project lined up to do with that! (By my punctuation, you could probably guess that I am very excited about this.)

Be an organised blogger!

If you even dare to dream that you want to do the 365 day challenge, you will need to be organised. And I realy cannot stress this enough!

Blog posts are daily, as indicated in blue. (I love to colour code.) The post-it’s indicate progress of several different guest post slots-and the vague language is so that I can identify who it is at a glance. And if they’re later than planned, I have a degree of flexibility in that I can move it to a new week.

Organise your social media.

My blog doesn’t get many hits. So I decided to do something about that.

The two post-its in yellow indicate hashtags to get a retweet, as well as blog chats on Twitter for every day of the week.

If I didn’t have a Filofax, I’d forget.

What benefits do you get from your planner?



The Big Life: Release and Review. 

I’m a millennial. I. Am. A millennial. And I will always be a millennial.

When Ann Shoket, then the Editor in Chief of Seventeen (USA version), needless to say I was surprised, as well as a little bit shocked. (That was back when this blog was in a different incarnation-Noted In Style. ) Since she stepped down from her role, Shoket has been writing a weekly newsletter-something of a Badass Babes movement. Realitive to the weekly news, it has great appeal for people like me.

You want to go where the adventure is, go where the heat is. I can’t wait to see where my next adventure will take me!

-Ann Shoket, Mademoiselle Interview. 

Since then, Shoket has written a book. Entitled The Big Life, it is finally out today!

At just over two hundred pages, it’s a little bit short, but still quite an ambitious manifesto.  What is ‘The Big Life’? I guess a new concept meaning that you can make your mark on the world in whatever manner you wish-for example, be a stockbroker, and work the long hours for a future position, or even just to be happy. Whew!

Be curious and never stop looking for adventure.

-Ann Shoket, Mademoiselle Interview. 

What makes this idea seem far more tangible than most is that, apart from being based on Shoket’s own research, is that she quotes real women. There are imbedded quotes throughout, even interviews-such as with founder of Rent The Runway. 

I also love the unique selling point that for millennials, this is essentially a new world-owing to the 2008 Recession, and other factors, we can make this our own. And some are already doing it! (Rent The Runway being a significant case study here!) We are not necessarily the stereotyped version of ourselves-lazy, entitled, etc. (I’m sure we’ve all probably heard these all before.) It also makes me very excited to be entering into the workforce.

My only piece of real feedback is that there should be a transatlantic version; I don’t identify with my American counterparts is this respect, yet the idea could be something needed in the UK. (With Brexit, surely there’s a chance for business, etc?) But our economies are vastly different.

For the last line of today’s post: I am a badass babe. And we will be the ones to watch. 

Rating: 13/15

Click here to buy The Big Life. 

A Playlist for the month of March.

Gotta have some songs for this month, as we’ve done for the whole of this year so far!

Beautiful, Messed Up World.

Tired Of Being Blonde.

The Golden Boy.

The Carter Family.

Jailhouse Rock.

Johnny B Goode.



Tear It Up.

Something’s Got A Hold On Me.


You’re So Vain. 

When I’m Alone.

How Comes The World Won’t Stop.

Gimme The Prize.

That Ole Devil Called Love.


In The Air Tonight. 


Windmills Of Your Mind.

Rolling In The Deep.

Freak Of Nature.

Back In Black. 

Hey Jude.

Billie Jean.

Genie In A Bottle.






What is beauty? A reflection on Valentine’s Day..

It’s Valentines Day, and like any of of you, I’ll be dancing in a corner to Single Ladies. But rather than be sceptical-taking the one of today is just commercial rubbish-I want to reflect on what is Beauty. Of, more specifically, what is beauty? And I write this from the perspective of a female student.

We are constantly bombarded with images of the idealised beauty that we ostensibly want and have to/are told to pursue-such as in magazines, TV advertising, etc. But this is an unrealistic image-one that is unattainable. One that is often perceived as perfect in some circles.

But this differs in other parts of the world, dependent on localised/regionalised customs-such as one particular tribe of people, where women wear gold loops round their necks. The more they have, the more attractive they are considered to be. Or another that inserts plate-like objects into their lips; this is beauty to them. But I bet to some readers that seemed a little bit odd.

To me, Beauty is just a word, subject to opinion, personal taste, etc. But were it is in its truest essence is all around.

There’s beauty in a good piece of music you adore, or your kids, the love of your life, an incredible view; it’s all just on very different levels. And it is so many differing things. This was deduced from a lyric, recently: there’s beauty in everything life throws at you/if you’re looking for the truth/I’m tired of all this pain/and negativity. Because who said that I couldn’t reference an Anastacia song?!

If there is anything that I have learnt these last few years, is that you are your own ideal. Be proud of yourself, happy. You can be free to experiment with colour, cosmetics, clothing, etc. Just don’t change yourself for somebody else’s perception of what they wish you to be. That rarely makes people happy. This is something subjective, but you can tell yourself a different story.

Far from this sombre piece, have fun this Valentine’s Day,



Beat The Blacklist TBR Challenge: Crossing The Water #1

Sylvia Plath. Sylvia Plath. I was first introduced to her back in 2013, when Company Magazine, now defunct, featured The Bell Jar in their monthly A-Z. It was the 50th anniversary of publication. And they were raising a “dirty martini” to Plath in celebration. Fast forward four years, and Plath is still very much part of my life.

This was a Christmas gift-thanks Mum!-and contains a good few poems that I am unfamiliar with. As the blurb notes, these were collected by Plath’s husband, Ted Hughes, and constitute the transitional period between The Colossus and Ariel. Needless to say, I was intrigued.

What’s lacking is Sylvia over reaching influence; these lack order, and aren’t necessarily as meaningful as later verses, such as Daddy and Lady Lazarus. But the one that stuck out most to me was Parliament Field Hills-the poem documenting Plath’s miscarriage. It’s sad beyond words. But it’s a moment in time that impacted the rest of her literary career.

What do you think? Do you read poetry?



My February Playlist.

February to me spells out new ; we’ve gone a whole month through the year, and we can start again. It’s also a little bit melaconic. So, I’ll try and reflect this in my latest Playlist 😂

Save Me From Myself.

How Comes The World Won’t Stop?

No Son Of Mine.

No One But You.

The Carter Family.

Go Your Own Way.



The Golden Boy.

Rolling In The Deep.

What’s on your Playlist?