Dear Tess Munster

Dear Tess

I honestly didn’t know what to expect when I decided to try and meet you on Wednesday.

It’s so different following someone of Instagram compared to actually standing in front of them.

I was so worried I wouldn’t know what to say. 

Was I going to look like a complete idiot struck dumb in awe?

I really was nervous walking toward Yours and actually changed my mind a few times about going.

You see you broke the mould for me.

You changed my opinions on models and how they should look.

You challenged all the lies and negativity that has been living in my mind for so many years.

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I have been on a journey of self discovery over the last few years 

Thanks to the amazing plus size blogging community I was finally seeing that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes. 

But I don’t really think i believed it until i came across your Instagram photos and learned about your work.

Simply you rock.

You have challenged so many people’s perceptions and ideas.

You have proven that beauty standards are never to be defined but to be discovered woman by woman.

I was so excited to say hello and to just get the opportunity to say thank you.

So there i was walking towards Yours actually sick to my stomach.

Thankfully the beautiful Hannah recognised me and her hug calmed my nerves.

She also told me you were so nice and so down to earth, so after a quick catch up with Hannah and pals i waited in the queue.

I could just write the word GUSH here right now as lets be honest I so did.

You were so sweet, told me i was cute which i promise you made my day, my year.

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You also told my sweet hubby that he was handsome and that you liked his beard, I think you made his birthday right there and then.


Thank you for posing for photos and taking selfies for me.

Thank you for my hug.

But mostly thank you for being one of the ladies I can inspire to.

For giving me the opportunity to look in the mirror and like who I am.

Sara xx

Christmas shopping and kids who have the nerve to grow up.

Christmas shopping, its one of those things that you either love or hate.

It’s something you look forward to with either excited anticipation or pure horror.

Personally I switch between both feelings.

I actually love buying gifts but I hate the crowds of people that seem to appear from anywhere and  everywhere.

Last year I actually got bruises from one shopping trip.

My Christmas shopping experiences have really changed over the years.

Ten years ago I could pretty much guarantee the girls would love everything I chose for them.

Now as they have got older its seriously like walking a tightrope and I promise i have fallen off many times.

One of the things I used to really love to do was shopping for the christmas outfits.

Dressing the girls up in pretty sparkly outfits brought new for this special day.

I think if I tried to dress my girls this year there may be war.

Even though i try to email my girls photos of nice dresses or outfits I get a reply that normally says “REALLY” or the lest polite “DREAM ON”.

Seems where my older two are concerned I am best handing over the cash as they hit town with their friends or just pressing checkout on the baskets they send me via email links.

Seriously why do our children have to grow up, how inconsiderate of them.

Anyway thank goodness for my youngest who is still willing to humour me and sit beside me as we surf the web for an Christmas outfit.


30 minutes and one Christmas outfit later I am a happy mommy again thank you Esprit



ideas are my own



Lets end going home alone.

There is one constant in life and that is we all get older.

Its something that happens to us all eventually.

We all hope that when we get to this stage in our lives we will have family support and people around us.

Yet the truth is sadly for some there isn’t people available to support them.

It’s because of this I am happy to get behind the Royal Voluntary Service, “Let’s end going home alone” campaign.




The RVS realise that far to many older people are having to struggle on their own when they get home from a stay in hospital.

So the ” Let’s end going home alone” campaign is calling for home to hospital support for every older person who needs it, so that no one has to go home alone. With a little help from a caring volunteer older people won’t have to struggle on alone. Being alone can lead to loneliness, not eating well, accidents and all too often readmission back to hospital.

I think the campaign is fantastic, I know I would have hated for my grandparents to have to go home alone.

If you think you could be a volunteer or help raise awarness for this campaign please check out the Royal Voluntary Service website and learn more.



Stop hating on Band Aid 30 and start loving those dying from Ebola.

So Its official I am getting serious peeved with all the negativity surrounding the Band Aid 30 single.



It’s as if whatever people try to do someone will have a moan.

From comments regarding the tax status of the singers to the rampant disregard for the devastation Ebola is causing.

Let me state a few things here.

The tax status of the singers involved has no place being discussed alongside the single.

If Sir Bob or Bono are evading taxes then that’s a issue for the government to deal with.

They will be tax evaders regardless of our spending of 99p to buy the single,

If we don’t buy the single in protest the only people that will lose are those dying from Ebola.

If you have an issue with the wealthy receiving tax breaks well then us your vote wisely at the next election.

Those dying from this disease in Africa right now well they don’t make government policy.

Secondly I don’t give a damn if One direction are flying about in separate planes because they don’t get on.

Does this effect the support we can provide to fight this disease “No.”

Should the singers involved in the single be donating their money not their time?

Maybe they have !

Who knows why are we jumping to the conclusion that it’s one or the other.

Let’s be honest if they were out in the media shouting about their donation we would be ripping them apart for this too.

Damned if you do damned if you don’t. 

There are also many other entertainers out there who have done jack shit let’s not beat up on the ones that have.

So what if Sir Bob swore on television maybe he was annoyed that a reporter decided to take the subject matter away from the real issue “the people dying”.

We can all take cheap shots over tax breaks another time maybe when this devastating disease has been beaten.

It’s crazy it’s a 99p single.

It’s not about the singers.
It’s not about the lyrics.
It’s certainly not about the tax returns of the performers

It’s about a devastating virus which has so far infected over 13,000 people and claimed the lives of over 5000.

I’m tired of excuses.

Like the single or don’t that your choice.

Buy it or don’t.

But stop telling others how they should help and do something yourself.

Imagine if we all waited for others to act.

How many lives will be lost due to our inaction.

Donate today and let’s stop the outbreak in its tracks.

Let’s not lose anymore lives to Ebola.

Top of the week to you.

Ok a really bad play on words but I thought it was rather apt as my fashion picks this week are mainly tops.

My first choice is this beautiful top from Elvi fashion , this brand first came to my attention at Plus North this year and I’m loving a lot of the range they have available.

This top is in one of my favourite colours and  I can imagine myself wearing this top on Christmas day and out at drinks with friends.

It is simply stunning.




My second choice this week is this beautiful blouse from Asos curve.

My life involves meetings, conferences and training events  and i can imagine this blouse being perfect for all of these.

Yet I can also imagine with a nice handbag and a pair of heels I could dress this up for a meal out with the hubby or drinks with friends.

My person style involves a lot of blouses and jeans, smart and casual. This top would be a great addition to my wardrobe.





My third choice is this gorgeous Waterfall Jacket from Yours Clothing.

I’m not a great lover of coats as I am rather hot blooded and find most coats restrictive and bulky so this jacket is perfect for me to throw over and to keep the chills at bay.




Last and but not least i move away from tops and enter into my addiction for awesome boots.

This pair from Simply Be do not let me down they are beautiful and i so need them.

The ox blood colour, the biker buckles it is simply love for this catwalk collection biker boots from Simply Be




So there we go for my weekly wish wish list some beautiful items that I would love in my wardrobe.

The range of plus size clothing is certainly improving and I am loving the cut and design of the new seasons fashions.



After the storm.

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.  – Haruki Murakami



I can’t explain why this quote really affected me.

Why it just made perfect sense.

It just seems to be the journey of my life.

Riding the storms,

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“Stormy Weather” by dan “”


Not knowing how I survived but finding myself completely changed by the end of it.

It’s as if in the middle of the hurricane the adrenaline fuels your survival mechanism so that you don’t think or feel.

 You just survive.

Yet then in the lull of the storm the emotions rise and your heart and mind rage.


Hurricane By Victor Habbick

I remember the times when I was in hospital with Livvy those scary times when I should have fallen apart I didn’t.

Then afterwards when we returned home and she was well and happy i would burst into tears and the slightest of things.

Our minds are crazy things, they protect us in ways we don’t realise.

The human instinct for survival comes from deep within.

Yet all storms change us and then we have to venture on a journey of self discovery to find out who we are now.

The aftermath.

I’m on this journey right now.

The storm has raged for such a long time I’m struggling to recognise who I see in the mirror.

Change has to happen I accept that

It’s how we grow.

Yet sometimes life turns from a brisk wind into a fiery hurricane.

Inflicting damage of the greatest proportions.

It changes you in ways you could never of imagined.

Never have foreseen.

Yet you survive and slowly you have to walk your fingers over your face.

Learn the new lines and creases that have formed.

Search the depths of your mind, count the beats of your heart.

Find the new you.

The one that survived the storm.



Personal Planner – review

As i was working away through the leaflets and cards i received in my Fabb event goodie bag I was excited to come across one for a

Being a complete stationary nut and lover of notes, planners, diaries etc I was intrigued enough to go visit the site.

I absolutely loved it, the concept is simple you design your own personal planner with the extras you need for your daily life.

My daughter and I had so much fun designing mine.

planner 1



It was fun designing my hello page, though my daughter stated that I was crazy anyhow. (cheek).

I really appreciated the fact that I could add an overview to my planner this is so important as I have to do a monthly diary round up and having the dates accessible is awesome.

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I love the fact that the planner can be made for work, home and play.

The personalisation is fantastic, lines, no lines the choice is yours.

The designs for the front cover can be fun, quirky, pretty and so much more.

I enjoyed designing my planner and was really impressed by the quality of it when it was delivered.

If you are after a personalised planner to help you through the year.

Go check out

MeMeMe cosmetics – review

A few weeks ago I attended my first ever Fabb Event in Birmingham.

To be honest I didn’t know what to expect but i had a really great afternoon.

The event was really well presented, the brands were easy accessible and super informative.

I cannot show how fantastic the event was as for some reason i lost all my photos from the event when I updated my I-phone.

But my fellow blogger Natty Nikki has written a post here. 

Now not being a beauty blogger I cannot really tell you in technical terms about make-up I honestly have to just raise my hands and say I like what I like and what suits me.

My girls have been my greatest teachers telling me what suits me and what doesn’t, (sometimes a little to much).

I also don’t have an extensive budget for beauty buys so I do find myself looking for competitive prices.

So when I came across the Me Me Me i was both excited and impressed.



The quality of the packaging first caught my eye its classy and understated which i loved.

I also then fell for one of the lip glosses it was the colour I had been searching for.

We were then gifted a lovely bag with some products in  which I have been testing at home and have loved.



The Archangel tinted brow gel is my favourite so far as its shapes my brows beautiful and the colour lasts fantastically.

There was a lip gloss to add to this but I think it disappeared into my teenage daughters room, she is just starting with make-up and the light colour i received was perfect for her. She loved it as it in her words “it lasted and wasn’t sticky like some”.


I still have to try the other products but so far I am super impressed.

The quality of the products is amazing and the prices are so competitive.

But honestly don’t take my word for it go check out their site Me Me Me Cosmetics  and from now till to the end of November they are offering my readers a 25% discount. Enter the code mememe25 at the basket.


Seriously I have added a few items to my christmas list including this Light Me Up lipgloss in the beautiful colour Intense.



I really love this gift set too.




I also really want to try this Eye Sweep Precision Eye Definer, the lovely rep was wearing this and i was loved the impact it made.




We shall remember


For the men and woman serving in the armed forces today we honour you.

For those gone before us we remember you.

To all that have served we offer our hearts filled with gratitude.

As a nation living in freedom we thank you.

The Soldier

IF I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is forever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by the suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.

Rupert Brooke

Six years too long.

Have you ever had a day when you woke up full of joy and excitement only for the world to turn dark just moments later.

This was my day 6 years ago.

I woke full excitement for the day ahead.

My daughter was skating in a local competition.

We had hope.

We had happiness.

Then as I walked to the side of my daughters bed my life fell apart.


Could I ever describe the fear I felt that morning?

As I placed my hand on her chest.

It was as if right from that moment time slowed down.


It seemed like forever for the ambulance to get here though in fact it was only minutes.

The drive to the hospital felt hundreds of miles yet it was only four.

The wait in the relatives room, seemed endless

Then the look on the doctors face.

It said it all.


My heart just broke.

My beautiful girl was gone.

Rett syndrome had won.


I don’t know how to explain how I’m feeling today.

Life changed six years ago in a way I couldn’t have imagined.

I still feel joy now but there is always a part missing.

I am simply incomplete.


Yet today as I think back to that terrible day six years ago.

I also think back to the nine and half years before then.

Those precious years where I got to hold all of my four beautiful daughters in my arms.

When I got to tell people I’m a mom of four girls without having to explain why one is missing.





When I got to be Livvy’s mommy.

When I got to hold my baby girl.





I look back to that time with such joy.

Reminding myself through the pain of now,

Of the happiness of then.


How blessed I was to be given that cheeky blond haired monster as my daughter.

What a wonderful gift I was given.


I hold on to the smell of her deep in my memory.

Recall the wickedness of her laughter.

The softness of her hands.

The curls of her hair.


When the coldness of grief hardens my heart.

My memories are the wisps of love that melts it away.


I miss my girlie so much.

Even now as I write this the tears fall freely.

The ache of missing is a pain that never subsides.

Yet even in this grief

Even in this pain.

I would do it all again.

For a moment

A second to hold my Olivia again.