Month: January 2017

Whole30, round three: what I ate in week three

This week sage has become my favourite herb. So much so, I want to name mine and Phil’s first daughter after it but he’s not having any of it. Especially, if you already know his surname which he shares with a common vegetable (similar to a zucchini/courgette) he’s scared she’ll sound like a recipe. I was all, mate, she’s a reflection of us and I LOVE cooking! He’s still not keen…

You can see week’s one and two here and here. You can see what I ate this week, below:

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Product review: NIVEA Q10 Plus Anti-Wrinkle Serum Pearls

I recently wrote about splurging out on Aesop products and loving how clear they made my skin. Turns out they were too harsh for me. After a week my skin was dry, scaly and stung when I put some jojoba oil on to try and rectify the problem. I’m heartbroken because I love the Aesop products and because I spent a fucking fortune on them. Gutted. I hope we’ve all learnt a lesson from my mistake. TESTERS, people.

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Recipe: Thai prawns with zoodles and a whole lotta coriander

First up, if you’re one of those people who tastes soap when they eat coriander (true story), then don’t make this. You’ll hate it. Also, I feel for you. If you’re like me and adore the fresh taste and fragrance, then get involved! This is the laziest, quickest, easiest of Thai-inspired dishes that packs a punch in the flavour zone. Even better, it’s paleo and Whole30 approved!

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A snapshot of my first 6 months in London, FOUR YEARS ago

I recently found these little snippets of my old blog, missB (a nickname that has stuck around!) and had a wee giggle myself. While four years have gone by, I seriously haven’t changed. I still write and fret and agonise about the same things. It’s like I’m sitting in a damn rocking chair. Not much has changed; just that I’m not chasing the penis constantly and my own confidence and personal self-assurance has greatly increased. Not that I was ever a wallflower.

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Whole30, round three: what I ate in week two

This week, week two, Phil tried to break me by dangling a pizza flyer in my face and saying I could have a night off cooking. I won’t lie, I nearly faltered – but then I slapped that flyer down and told him to bin it. It felt goooooooooooood.

I was feeling good at the end of week one, no sugar hangovers and no drastic changes in weight. But I find it takes 2-3 weeks to really see the results.

If you missed week one, it’s over here.

Week two eats are below – I’ll admit, I ate some meals again, from week one. Because I LOVE THEM. I also tried out some brand new recipes! It’s cold, so we are eating lean roast meat quite a lot – it’s super packed with flavour and if you only add a small dollop of coconut oil to the roasting pan, it’s not greasy or fatty. Just be careful not to pick the fatty cuts of meat (ie. pork with crackling, drool.).

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Pillow talk at bedtime

Last night tucked up in bed, Phil tells me he’s been looking at tickets for the Royal Marines Band performing at the Royal Albert Hall and that we should go AGAIN. He loves these guys – the drummers. No idea what his fascination with them is – but they’re his thing. We’ve been twice, that’s enough for me – they’re no Adele.

Then he insulted my nether regions…

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Whole30, round three: what I ate in week one

When I did my first Whole 30 I remember my biggest question was “but what do you eat?!“. I’ve compiled my eats for the first week of my third Whole 30. Yeah, third time. How many times does it take to make one a Whole 30 addict? I think five times.

Read on for photos of food (because in 2017, this is all we take photos of), recipes and my thoughts on the days as they progress.

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“Today I’m channeling Meghan Markle goes to yoga.”

This was my outfit description I gave to my good friend, Eileen, on my way to meet her for our Saturday of adventure. We had booked brunch and a free meditation class that Eileen had heard about from Lululemon, so the plan was to rock some casual yoga pants and black trainers, with a top, scarf, coat and shades for a hint of celeb style. If you’ve been reading up about Meghan and Prince Harry – you’ll notice the paps seem to only get her when she’s in her yoga pants on the way to a class.

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Should I squeeze my spots? And other such beauty questions…

In October I asked a few questions around beauty myths and found the answers. It’s time for another round of such questions. If you’ve got a question for future posts – let me know. Let’s all learn together.

This time we look at spot squeezing, hair washing, homemade versus store bought face masks, and teeth whitening – because we all know those teeth whitening toothpastes do jack shit.

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Salzburg, Austria

After our Christmas jaunt to Chorley, Phil and I were back down to London for two nights (and one sodding day at work) before starting our journey to Salzburg, via Munich on December 29th, where already 12 of our friends were preparing for New Years celebrations. We went via Munich because it worked out half the cost, in hindsight the extra hours and hassle with trains probably outweigh the cost we saved – but that’s the best thing about hindsight, it’s always too late.

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Competent to my Helpless. Yin to my Yang.

While reading a book of Maria Semple’s (who is fast becoming my favourite author. Ever.) she brought up the phenomenon of the Helpless Traveller. I love this. Because it’s me all over. The concept of the Helpless Traveller is when you are travelling with someone who is confident, organised and decisive, they are competent, while you, flounder at every turn. Helpless and complaining of sore feet, having no input to decision making and being as melodramatic as possible. “Just feed me, I’m starving and my stomach is starting to absorb my other organs from hunger.

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