Hi everyone, remember me? It’s be a loooong time.

On my lunch break today I had a look at Lizzie Hadfield’s blog for the first time, even though I’ve been following her on everyting else for a long ‘ol time. I’m a bad person, I know, but it’s hard to choose to look at an actual blog post, even everything is already tagged on Instagram, when you could be watching a Youtube video.. or Love Island.  Her blog has totally changed the game. It’s totally unique and original and it really got me motivated with JMB. I have this space on the internet, which I painfully pay for might I add, that I NEVER use.

So here we go, and easy one to start back off with, a whole load of photos from Glastonbury. I went with a big group this year, and we’re still not fully over it. We got lots of sun (too much on the first day might I add) and a sprinkle of rain, but what’s Glastonbury without it?!

It was definitely my favourite year so far, and I’m counting down the days until 2019.

Please excuse the quality of these photos, they’re all taken on my iPhone as I wasn’t expecting I would actually put them on my — BLOG?!







JMB xxx


So it’s been a while. 4 months in fact and the year has even changed. I’ve graduated, got an actual proper grown up job and adopted a rabbit so a lot has happened.

I miss blogging so much, but it’s hard, really hard, well, to be a **fashion** blogger it is anyway. Back in the day when I relaunched JMB (and spent a whole lot of money doing so) i had 3 posts scheduled to go live weeks in advance. What happened? I moved back to uni and went through a break up, meaning I lost my ‘Instagram husband’.

Skirt (similar)- Bershka | Bodysuit- ASOS | Coat- Boohoo | Scarf- Primark | Heels- New Look

When you don’t live with your mum, you’re single, your friends don’t have the patience for you to get enough photos and find the perfect light, put on weight through comfort eating your way through uni and have no money to buy clothes, blogging is almost impossible. There was the odd post that went up, from an impromptu day out with a friend, or family weekend away but other than that I have failed and I definitely shouldn’t still have the link to my blog on Instagram.

It’s also difficult to blog because whether we like it or not, blogging is dying. You can post your ootd on Instagram, but what’s going to make someone click on the post to see more photos of the same outfit? Unless you do that annoying blogger thing of not tagging where something is from and only putting a link on the post. Or if you have a lot of amazing things to say, and the photos just go alongside that. I certainly don’t have anything interesting to say. Another thing is that there are so many AMAZING bloggers out there, pushing the boundaries that nobody will really care about another girl, wearing a similar outfit who doesn’t have a K in her Instagram follow count.

This is one of these blog posts that don’t really mean anything to anyone, but I just felt that I needed to write it. Maybe to give a pat on the back to all those bloggers who blog no matter what, or to just give myself a kick up the backside and carry on with my so-called hobby.

Hope to see you again soon…

JMB xxx


As festival season is well and truly over, I thought I’d put together a few photos from Glastonbury earlier in the year.

Before this year I was a Glasto virgin so I obviously did all the touristy(?) things including having a photo in front of the Glastonbury sign, going up the ribbon tower and (the most magical of all) staying up till 5am to watch the sunrise at the sign. Nothing can beat walking back to the tent as the sun is rising, passing The Stone Circle as everyone is sitting around tens of camp fires. 11
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I wasn’t planning on making a post out of this otherwise I would of been taking photos of every corner of the festival to show you how much detail goes into it, and just how big and crazy it is. Looking back at all these photos just makes me want to smother myself in glitter…

Although the toilet situation did get a bit too much, and I lost everything in the depths of my tent on a daily basis, it’s just something you have to do and experience.

Until next year Worthy Farm…..

JMB xx


Earlier in the month (the first day to be precise) I went for a birthday brunch at No.11 Pimlico Road, after reading about it whilst gushing over photos of it on Bonjour Luce’s post.

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I had such high hopes for this place but I felt really let down after it, especially as it was my birthday..

We arrived at about 11:25 (a little later than booked but we called ahead to let them know) and were rushed to our seats being told we had 2 minutes to order before the brunch menu finish, I understand that they have times attached to their menus but it did seem a little unnecessary as there was only 2 other tables of people in there who had already been served…

I ordered the Eggs Benedict but without the avocado, and Alfie ordered the Eggs Royale. They took quite a while to arrive, especially considering it was really quiet. My egg wasn’t runny at all and was cold, making me feel that it was precooked. Remember I asked for no avocado? well that was avocado in with my spinach which also points to being made. It was all laid on sourdough bread -rather than muffins which I would usually expect- which was really tough to eat, and even cut! The hollandaise sauce tasted okay, but again it was cold…

Overall the meal just didn’t seem fresh, something you would expect from a restaurant in Chelsea, especially when it’s pretty much empty. We also found the service quite bad. The staff were just cleaning and doing other jobs and didn’t ask us how our food was, or take our plates away from us. We even had to walk around and try to find someone to ask for the bill!

All this said, it’s a beautiful place, with all the décor inspiration you could want, making you feel like you’ve stepped into Pinterest. And of course I had to check out the toilets! I’m not totally put off by it, and I’d love to try another meal there. I imagine it might be a whole lot nicer if it was busier, so maybe dinner? After hearing such good things about it, it surely can’t be all bad?

JMB xx