Hello blog, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of typing.
A year ago. I stopped tapping the keyboard on my blog. I turned my back to it as swiftly as I did to my crop top phase.
There were many a reason why I left it behind for a break. I felt like I was carrying too many tabs open in my life. I felt all the work and words on my blog were merely being swiped away and a mere promise of “oh yes I will read that later” was often being broken.
I get it. I do it to bloggers all the time. I see a post being advertised via Instagram and think “oh cool, will read that in a moment” and then I keep on swiping and forget. It is never personal.
Except it felt a little personal.
Why am I re opening my blog? well like a lot of the artists from the 90s, this is my comeback. I have dusted of my Khaki pants and dog collar and I am ready to word splurge again.
These tiny little IG squares, though practical and great for sharing/learning/buying from, quite simply offer a word limit and I need space.
Be prepared for some recipes, play ideas, reviews and general life sharing. I cannot promise you they will be great but they will be worth it. Think L’oreal but with less filters,