First of all, whatdafuqiswiththisweather? I’m pretty sure everyone has turned to someone these last few weeks and asked the same question. I for one am totally not digging this weather. AT ALL. We jetted off to Oslo last weekend and whilst the last day the sun started to shine (yes, and all the while we wore all of our layers and carried a rucksack each. Thank you hand luggage Gods. Not.) the rest of the weekend was pretty drizzly. Then, we came back home and temperatures dip below what they were on Christmas day. Oh yes, you read that right and once again for those in the back. IT WAS COLDER THAN CHRISTMAS DAY.
I saw something on Facebook the other day that quite frankly, pissed me off. Okay, maybe that is a strong way of explaining my feelings. First it pissed me off, then it made me sad, then it made me question society. All these emotions came from a post that kinda went like this “Omg I’m a size 12 now. I’m so fat!” Whilst I really hope that the person can work on loving her body, it just made me so sad that we are conditioned to believe we should be perfect all the time. Guys, you know what I’m probably at my heaviest (albeit not that heavy at all) and yet I’m still feelin’ sassy with all my perfect imperfections.
We agreed a time and a place to meet. I was pretty nervous as it was my first time, I wasn’t sure about him. I think he’d done it plenty of times before. When we met he made me feel pretty comfortable and it made everything seem so much easier. As we found a spot, somewhere pretty secluded just on the outskirts of the city centre, he took of his bag and pulled out his impressive piece of camera equipment…
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