Post Lockdown Pamper.

Straight out the gate, I went down to Virtue Hair and Beauty. As their first customer, post COVID lock down. A local run business in Bristol. Recently moved into a beautiful very instagram picture worthy unit. I will be back in the future, when I’m able too.

They’ve implemented many safe practices, working in such an uncertain time. Full PPE, masks, distance and cleaning regularly is all in effect. I went to get my hair trimmed, for the first time in half a year, and get an undercut put in. A hairstyle I’ve wanted for years, but never got a chance to get.

Polite, friendly and talkative, very much makes you feel at home, while being pampered. I had a whole cut, shaved, washed, blow dried and straightened. I absolutely loved it. And although the pattern is now outgrown in my hair so quickly, if I ever want it again, I’ll be back.

Visit their insta and website. Show them some support in this time. I completely recommend them! Just see how good my hair looks.


A stylish addiction. 👗🌸

Just my experience, Not Sponsored by Stitch Fix. All clothes here fit a size 18.

Much like many mums, I have been living in either work uniform or pjs, for the past 3 years +, I also have no idea how to style my body right, especially after feeling 100% unattractive lately. I thought I should do something about it.

I stumbled upon a site called Stitch Fix. Its no ordinary subscription service. You set up your style profile, with your size, budget and preferences. And then every fix, contains a few handpicked items from your stylist. You can set how often you receive these. I set my one to every three months. However there’s options from weekly, monthly, bimonthly and every three months.

When your fix arrives, it comes with an invoice, telling you about the picks and their prices in stores. As well as a cute little introductions from your stylist, and outfit suggestions. You simply try on, and review on your account. Any items you’d like to keep, you pay for. And then you return the rest back in the same box with a prepaid label. All free of charge. The stylist fee is automatically deducted, from what you buy, and if you choose to buy the whole box, they deduct 20% from the total.

My first invoice.

Upon first impressions, I was impressed, though unsure about the fit. I received 2 dresses, 2 tops and a pair of jeans. Now I filled in my sizes, I don’t know what my jean size is. So was sure this pair of jeans, wasn’t going to fit. The dresses had a spotty theme, and the tops; one a burgundy wrap style top, the other one, a dark green batwing sweater. These styles are meant to compliment an hourglass figure.

My cute introduction.

I tried everything on, and I was surprised by the immediate confidence boost I felt. For a change I wasn’t in baggy clothes, and jeans that barely fit. My first big shock was that these jeans, they sent, fit me like a glove. They was a nice cut, though not tight. Similar to my usual skinny jeans. I also tried on a black and pink spots tea dress, which was very flattering. It was a great feminine take on my usual alternative style.

I tried on the second dress, a navy and white spotty wrap dress. I love the idea of a wrap dress, being able to choose my waistline. However this particular dress, didn’t fall right on my body. The jersey material felt heavy, and was shorter at the back then the front. Due to how it fell over my rear. In terms of the tops, I loved the colours. And I liked the style of the burgundy top. Both felt nice on too, in my size. However I am not a batwing style kind of girl.

Safe to say, I purchased the jeans and the tea dress, as a treat to myself. I reviewed the box online, and sent back the others easily and completely free. I’m also super excited to see what is in my next Stitch Fix Box. I recommend it and they have a section for men’s too. Suitable for all. Check out this link for more information.


A weight off my shoulders…

Moral of this post, is ALWAYS trust your gut feeling. Or always trust your head.

I have been in a rocky but stable long term 6 year relationship. Though my confidence hasn’t always been 100%, or my trust issues. Which was created by an extremely bad break up, the year before. So bad when you think you’ve found the one, and everything is going great, till he creates numerous arguments. It truly is damaging, being accused of cheating. Especially when you are innocent.

Let’s go back to the year before. The year was 2013. I was in a good relationship, was in it for a year. Loads of train journeys, communication, walks, movie nights. It was good. All good. Even thought we was soulmates, good.

Until the arguments start, more so when he was secretly texting a girl called Emily. Now don’t get me wrong, you can have friends of the opposite sex if completely platonic. But actively hiding messages etc, is shady and first red flag. Then, when I went home to visit my family, the barrage of texts and calls, accusing me of cheating. Now I’m not the one hiding messages. Therefore leading to an abrupt break up.

Years later, 5 years later to be precise, I message his friend, to get my apology to him, so I can heal and move on. Thinking it was all my fault. He told me to back off because my ex and Emily (yes that Emily) was in a happy relationship with 2 kids. I deleted him and the message thinking nothing off it. Seeings the ex had me blocked from the beginning anyway. At least I cleared my conscious.

Follow on to 2 weeks ago, when I saw he finally unblocked me. Now when I was with him, he had a son from a previous relationship. And that was it. Now I know from his friend, he had 2 more kids. He dumped me 6 years ago, accusing me of cheating. He has a 6 year old daughter. Now it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out, he knocked up another girl while with me. The same girl he hid texts from.

I messaged him, thanking him for finally lifting this weight off my shoulders. How absolutely disgusted I was, of how he treated me. How the truth always comes out, and my god did a dodge a bullet. How happy I am, with my family, my beautiful son and writing for my blog. Working, now driving, travelling. Just content and finally happy with life.

Without even waiting for his reply, I blocked him. I needed the rant, and weight off my shoulders. And I could not be happier. Always trust your gut instinct. Always.

It’s okay to have bad days… Scam Warning.

I’m not having a great mental health day. Been bad for a few days recently. And I’m okay with that. I feel like this is the mindset that’s needed nowadays. To recognise the difference between bad and good days.

I’ve been so focused on financial security that it made me vulnerable and a target. I was targeted on Instagram, by two accounts. In what I now see as a opportunistic scam. Promising too much, being well convincing, so convincing that the red flags were few and far between. Using my son as a emotional blackmail too, for providing a better life for him. I was stupid enough to fall for it, and lose half my paycheque.

This has left me very down, depressed and honestly the odd suicidal feeling. A lot of panic attacks, throughout the day, especially when I know it’s very unlikely I’ll ever see my money again. However my son is the only one that’s keeping me going.

Lesson learnt and I will now be looking towards a brighter future. This post serves more as a warning for my fellow instagram users. Don’t be as stupid as I was. I can’t share their usernames as it changes every week apparently, but keep an eye out for the similarities. And do not fall for it.

If anything from this post, I want people to know 2 things.

  • Create awareness for this sophisticated scam, so there isn’t more victims.
  • It’s okay to have bad days, no matter who you are.


Slam Dunk 2020/Pop Punk Art 😍

November 2019, I excitedly bought my tickets for Slam Dunk 2020, after seeing my favourite band, The Story So Far on the line up. Excitedly waiting till May 2020.

Of course, as the pandemic came around, the festival was postponed to September 2020, but that was fine. They released the line up and thankfully I could still catch Seeing my favourite band, to look forward too.

Then it was cancelled altogether until 2021. Of course for safety, that was going to be inevitable. A big popular festival, was of course going to get cancelled. I hope I’ll be able to attend 2021, but as of right now I’m not sure I’ll be able to, with personal goals etc, I’m setting myself.

That being said, this was my birthday present to myself. So of course I was a little bit gutted. However its then, I stumbled across Graeme Mills pop punk art. I loved his work, so I ordered my own artwork. As a present for myself, to commemorate this weird time. I only requested it’ll include my favourite lyric from my favourite song, High Regard.

Artwork by Graeme Mills.

I received it today, digitally. And I am so in love with it. I’ve ordered it as a print to frame it for my desk. It’s definitely brightened my day up. It’s original, unique and a great gift idea.

I absolutely enjoyed supporting creative businesses. Definitely worth checking out! He can work with anything though most popular with pop punk. You can view his Instagram here. Just message him to talk about an order.


Step into a Vixen’s Closet. 😈😍

Being a plus size lady, I am still learning to love myself. However, I’ve discovered Vixens Closet. Run by a lovely lady named Sinead. She’s an Ann Summers Ambassador. This is my review of her group. One of which I’m very happy to be a part of.

I’ve always stuck to boring lingerie, due to my confidence in my size 18 body. However I really feel in love with a bodysuit. Initially sceptical because of size. Especially wearing a bodysuit out as a top. Dressed up for a night out on the town. Which coronavirus permitting , will be my birthday night out outfit. I ordered through Vixens Closet.

It arrived a few days later, and I absolutely loved it. It looked just as beautiful in person, and following her advice on sizing. After trying it on, I was hooked. I looked damn freaking good. The amount of confidence this gave me. I was sold.

I also took part in a special promotion she had on. Where you pay your age, then receive a mystery box. I paid £25.00 as I’m 25 years old, sent my sizes too. A few days later the package came. It was a beautiful blue lingerie set, and a stocking and suspenders belt. This also fit like a glove, made me look and feel fabulous. I tend to keep to boring colours, black, white and nudes. But this blue was bright, and bold.

I matched my suspender set to lingerie set I already owned. And it made me look and feel so empowered and sexy. It’s amazing how a little bit of new lingerie can make you feel.

I will be ordering more. It’s created a little unhealthy obsession for me. However, it’s also inspired me, to become an ambassador myself. I’ve created Rebecca’s Sultry Secrets. Search for me on Facebook. I appreciate all the support.


The Invisible Man: Film Review

Nearly a month after its release date, I finally managed to get time to check out The Invisible Man in my local cinema. Accompanied with a cinema trip staple; the tango ice blast, mixed with the original 2 flavours.

Since viewing the trailer, I was intrigued. After all the synopsis was very compelling too me, from my past. Refer to mental health blog nov 2017. It’s a relatable story, and horror thrillers that could happen realistically in a future is always a big hit.

It’s a masterfully done portrayal of a domestic abuse survivor. The paranoia is very much real. It really brought back some bad memories. However I couldn’t get over how well made the film is. Certainly worth the wait, from trailer to viewing.

Elisabeth Moss really excels within this lead role. As do the others, but her work just resonated with me. Although the story is a bit confusing, and I’ll be sure to go for a second viewing to straighten out my thoughts on this.

However as science and technology evolves, I could totally see invisibility being possible in the future. If trypophobia affects you, like it affects me, you might find parts of the film a little uncomfortable to watch. This is only down to the suit technology.

It’s certainly up there with my recommended films portraying mental health. Along with Lights Out and Unfriended. Definitely worth the watch for sure.


Growing Up: Making better decisions.

I’ve spent the start of 2020, looking at my life in depth. Since turning 25 years old, I’ve been determined to get more towards my more long term goal, of being financially stable before my 30. This included looking at all my outgoing finances, and working everything out. So that I’m able to make a better future for my son, and any future children.

By now I thought I’d be halfway to owning a car for myself. However that wasn’t the case. I’ve had to start over all over again. Despite explaining where I wanted to be, when I got a car, thinking I was on the best plan for that. I wasn’t. The best and quicker way to own is through an PCH agreement.

PCP is great if you’d like to change your car every 3 years, or if your in a position to be able to constantly have a x amount of payment going out monthly, bit like hiring or on a lease. Then by all means, go with that option. However I want to pay x amount for a few years then pay it off, and really own the car. This is a PCH. in the long run, this tends to be the slightly more expensive route monthly however after 5 years, you won’t be paying anything more out, and you can keep the car.

So I said goodbye to my Mercedes A class on PCP, to say hello to my little Ford Fiesta. Now I’ll be paying that for the next few years, but I’ve set myself realistic financial goals for my future. With the hope of having a house deposit saved by the time I’m 35. (that’s my 10 year goal).

The key to my future 😋

So I cannot stress enough how important it is to do your own research behind PCP and PCH finance options. Before making a big car purchase. Just make sure it’ll fit with your financial goals and planning.


Depression shouldn’t be taboo. 🖤💚

In light of recent news, of another passing away, early before their time, Caroline Flack (Rest In Peace). I feel like this blog post is very important. Not only to share my story, but also to show others there is support out there, even if you feel alone. Mental health, depression and suicide should not be taboo. There should be more support for anyone in those dark times. As well as some sort of regulations against cyber bullying, media and press hounding and any encouragement to this extreme. The fact that it’s 2020 and this is still happening, without a care in the world, is disgusting.

I’m going to share my story. Which I have kept inside for 10 years +, and people reading this, will only just be hearing about this. But as they say, you’ll never forget your first, in this case your first suicidal thoughts/attempts.

Now I know loads of people hated their school years, and I’m no different. I absolutely hated secondary school, especially year nine. I was bullied, by the stereotypical popular girls at school. And yes, the same girls that’ll be sharing the anti bullying quotes etc. I know hypocrites. I was bullied so much, that I was glad due to family problems I moved schools, but this education move was after the days of going home in tears, telling my mum, it was just hay fever. A lot of evenings thinking I’m not good enough, I suck and everyone will be better off, if I wasn’t around. I was 13/14 years old, fantasying what it’d be like if, if I could hide somewhere, and stab myself in the stomach, or if I could strangle myself with a scarf/belt or anything that’d work. I also though what if I took one too many tablets, anything that could take my life. These thoughts accumulated for months.

Then when I found out I was moving schools, I was happy, fresh start and all that. On my last day in year nine, I was allowed to have my polo shirt signed. My friends signed lovely stuff, but the bullies did not, they wrote ‘Miss anal’ and others, which I choose not to remember, but this written on my school shirt forever, led me to shut myself away that evening, and I attempted to take my own life. I wrapped my hands around my throat, and squeezed till I got tired. This is what those bullies accomplished.

I never attempted it after, but still get those, what if I succeeded thoughts, even to this day. Only difference being, now I remind myself, that I have a son who comes first. To be a role model for, and help him stand up, for those who can’t. He means the world to me. If I had of succeeded 11 years ago, he wouldn’t be here, I’d never have gotten to be a mum, or get to be married, have a career, meet the love of my life, pass my driving test, meet my favourite band, The Story So Far, etc…

This is a huge weight lifted off my shoulders, the first time I’ve shared this. I know it’s easier said, then done but hold on and speak out. There is charities out there that can help, Samaritans, Mind and Off The Record. I’m also opening my emails up. So if you’d like an open minded chat, then I’m more then happy to listen in an email: or even private message me on my social media accounts.

Let’s start talking about this, and make it a none taboo subject. Moving forward, let’s all remember to be a bit kinder, in person and behind a keyboard. And think before you speak. If you wouldn’t speak to your children like that, then don’t say it.

~RebeccaKLxo 🖤💚