I’m going to start this post with a little history of me and my weight.

When I was a teenager I was taller than most of my friends. And being tall, more often than not, means being bigger set than others. I struggled with the fact I wasn’t a 5ft 4, size 8 girl throughout my teens and at one stage took to not eating in the bid to become ‘thin’. Crap idea… View Post

Having lived in my flat (well Ross’ flat) for 3 years, our bedroom has been somewhat neglected when it comes to decor. Sure we painted a feature wall and updated the bedding, but when it comes to making a room feel finished we have a long way to go.… View Post

On August 16th my little, or not so little sister turned 18. When thinking about the most suitable way to see in the big 1 8 we decided a homemade cake wasn’t going to cut it (excuse the pun). Instead we looked to the professionals to make us something spectacular.

Enter Rosabelles… View Post