Your baby girl is growing up (Dear Dad.)

Hello my lovelies!

I'm not sure what I am doing with this post however I wanted to do something a little different. As you all know I love beauty which is why I started this blog. However today I wanted to take a completely different approach, and talk a bit about my life. But not in a way you may expect. I want you to see it through my eyes. Sometimes it helps to understand more instead of me just telling you the facts. Just incase you don't know me in person I will catch you up: My dad died 3 years ago, and sometimes I like to write or talk to him; Just to keep me sane.

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Dear Dad,

Well.. Three years has passed and I am growing up. Scary isn't it. I'm going to college soon, I remember crying to you at Mc Donalds about how much I hated my first secondary school. Yet here I am five years later, with a whole new life. Your baby girl is finally growing up.

I'm about to start college... God I really am getting old. It's so foreign from Secondary School but I know I am going to love it so much more! I wish I could gossip about it to you, tell you everything I knew like I used to.

Oh God I have made mistakes that would make you cringe, really stupid ones like asking who the Prime Minister was or whether Penguins had knees (Still don't know the answer to that one by the way.). But I've also done things that would make you so proud. Like recieve a Jack Petchey award & go to my first concert (The Script). Just silly things that I wish I could share with you in person. I've done well in those three years despite a ton of rubbish I have dealt with.

My relationship has become so much stronger with God and I go to an amazing church now. I couldn't speak highly enough of my youth leaders; whether Ma had the meatloaf or whether singing Holy Moly instead of the right lyrics at Soul Survivor. Little things that to this day remind me of how precious my life is. I've met some amazing friends. I wish I could have introduced you to the lot at my church; especially the younger girls, they mean the most to me.

I have never stopped loving Dr Who as you must remember how obsessed I am with it. To add to the obsessions, Sherlock is my most recent one! I think I love it more (shh don't tell anyone.) Strictly Come Dancing is still running (why?) and so is X factor (much to your disgust.) so the crappy tv show nights on the sofa in my pjs is still a thing (I knew I would dissapoint you somehow.) sorry about that :)

No I don't love the colour blue anymore (despite what my url is.) Sorry I made you paint my whole room blue! I thought I was cool at the time. Now it's all about pastels, especially Mint and Pink, Mum keeps on saying I'll change my mind soon.. But you said the same thing about some of my favourite bands and I am still yet to prove you right.

I love you Dad.




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Guys I know this was very different to my usual posts but I wanted to try something new.  Please leave a comment in the bar below. It's difficult to say anything else at the moment;

Go out and change the world.
Love Char xo