girl talk

every year since 1970, april 22nd has been earth day. this year's is arguably the most important yet - as leaders of 160 countries sign the paris climate agreement, which aims to keep global warming below 1.5 degrees celsius & aid developing countries in their bid to tackle climate change. as someone who grew up with a dad almost maniacally obsessed with recycling, reducing waste, switching lights off, avoiding taking the car if possible etc etc, i love earth day. and i love even more the increased attention & acclaim it gets every year.  but, as with almost all good...

i posted the other day about getting my 100th order last weekend. in the 7 days since that happened, the orders that i've received have amounted to 25% of that total from november - april.  in short: i think there might be changes for GRLCLB on the horizon.  even before the launch of this idea/brand/website, i have always made a point of being completely open about my intentions, my progress, my feelings on the matter. the ethos of GRLCLB - in terms of it being for you - is more important to me than any progress i make, and i intend...

got my 100th order through over the weekend. people have a bizarre, and quite sad, tendency to be cagey about things that could possibly enable others to put a marker on their success. 'you've had 100 orders, at £12.50 a t-shirt that must mean...' etc etc etc. so we talk in vague, fuzzy terms. 'been so busy lately!', 'can't believe how popular these have been'. terrified that someone sitting somewhere will think to themselves that what you're doing isn't as good as what they're doing - or what they could do if they actually were ever brave enough to try...

the year of risks and stubbornness and vegetables.the year of ink in my skin and itching in my feet.the year of saying 'yes', and of learning my right to say 'no'. the year where nothing was good enough, but there was good in everything.of realising power and channelling pain.of finally understanding that love is not a boyfriend and a label and a claim of forever, but rather the unspoken promise of all those who will never leave.the year that the barricade was lowered an inch and goodness poured in.the year of adventures, and mountains, and lung-shredding gulps of cold air.the...