Romanticising My Life

Dolls, my life, at the moment, is heartaching, melancholic, and blue in a million little and big ways. Romanticising my life is about allowing me to find light, love and hope in dark corners. I hope that by romanticising my life, I can inspire you to do the same with yours. Romanticism is the type of skill that is never wasted because it's always a good thing to look on the bright side.

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Morning Hugs

Every morning, my Dad comes into my room to wake me up with a big hug. We talk for a few minutes, asking each other how we slept and how long we've been up for. It's so simple, but it's a moment that is beyond pleasurable for me. I find comfort in his arms and joy in the unfolding present. I genuinely adore his company, and it's a simple task for me to romanticise this daily moment I share with him.

Blog(ger)

My blog is my safe space, Dolls, because I can be completely vulnerable and honest and receive nothing but thoughtful and positive feedback from my loyal subscribers. I use my blog as an opportunity to escape 'real' life and exist within my pink, little shopaholic blog bubble, where I feel free to express myself in whatever way is authentic to me and me alone. Being a blogger is a title I take immense pride in because it is something I have done completely and utterly on my own accord. It has always been something that's mine, all mine.

Getting mani-pedis

I think mani-pedis are a task that many girls find themselves romanticising. It's the one hour a Doll gets to focus on nothing else but beauty and relaxation. It's an hour of fun having a gossip with either the nail technician or your bestie who's accompanying you, or, equally, having an hour of pampering pleasure to prepare one's mindset for the upcoming days and/or weeks. Getting in the mindset of it not being another task on the to-do list and instead, a luxury, is the way in which I romanticise this heavenly activity.

Sunset drinks

Every day, at 5 pm, my mum, dad, and I clock off, and we go for a drink whilst we watch the sunset. I love to romanticise our drinks at sunset because it's always so beautiful, not just watching the horizon melt into colours of gold and tangerine, but the company of my family as we inquire about how each other's days went, how we are feeling, and generally, being in the loop of one another's lives. Sunset drinks are often my favourite time of the day, when I get a moment to fully relish in the  love, admiration, and care my family and I share between one another.

Facetiming/calling/meeting friends

Dolls, romanticising friendship is a simple task for me, considering the extent of devotion I have for my friends and the ease I find in spending time dedicated to them. But perhaps the most truly beautiful thing about time spent together is the reciprocal act of devotion, of two people sharing such love for each other that they've both allocated the time to bond. Reciprocal love is utterly beautiful in my opinion, something I struggle not to romanticise.

My dog comforting me

Perhaps it's because my dog can't understand me speaking and expressing my depression that it makes it so exceptionally beautiful and heart-warming that he has the reliable capacity of licking my emotional wounds with his affection, understanding and compassion. He has so much emotional intelligence and can sense when things aren't going well for me, sometimes even before I realise it myself. Animals are so intuitive, and I am grateful that he's an aspect of my life I can consistently romanticise.

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Dolls, this was such a peaceful blog post for me to write because it allowed me to practise gratitude for everyone and everything I have in my life. I consider myself incredibly lucky. I want to be free from the darkness in my mind, body, and life, but I am losing sight of that freedom all day, every day. I needed to write this post to remember that beauty lies even in the darkest of places.

Kisses,

COS x