Guess who’s back, back again.
Hannah’s back, tell a friend.
Guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back, guess who’s back. Dun un un.
I mean yes OK, I’ve definitely started a blog post with those lyrics before but please just humour me whilst I whirl about in my holiday blues.
First off I just want to forewarn you that this girl is suffering from jet lag of the ugliest form, so if parts of this blog post read like I’ve just let my cat walk across my keyboard, then big apologies, my eyes aren’t working at peak capacity.
I’m home from our two-week jaunt around California and man, is it sweet to be reunited with my full wardrobe/British food/the cats/the sofa/the same time zone as everyone else.
There’s only so much bright orange cheese a girl can handle before she’s weeping over how much she misses her block of Cathedral City Mature cheddar.
Despite that, our holiday (or y’know, wild American adventure) was amazing and I’m sure I’ll be working on a few bits of content. I filmed bits and bobs for a vlog which I’ll hopefully have time to edit this week, and am planning on whipping up an itinerary post about where we went, where we stayed, where we loved and where we were like eh hun, what’s the fuss about?
(Spoiler: Our fave place was ~probs~ the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs because a) we just spent two days sizzling by the pool in 35 degree heat, b) they had both avocado toast and nachos on the menu and c) they had a v jazzy orange stripe wall for outfit photos.)
So if there’s any other things you’d like to read/watch let me know and I’ll see what I can do. Someone did ask about doing a post about how we saved for the trip but the WELL DONE, HANNAH, YOU VERY GOOD GROWN-UP truth is that it was way pricier than we anticipated (we only booked the flights and our hire car before we arrived) and I’ve had to stick a very saucy amount on my credit card.
So yeah, maybe I’m not the best one for advice on that one, eh?
What else can I tell you?
I have quite a sticky back right now from the heat, so that’s chipper. I even felt a trickle down my ribs earlier today, so I’m probably at my height of sexiness.
Oh and also it took me four hours to get to sleep last night and the only thing that eventually tipped me over into slumberville was listening to Harry Potter and The Prisoner Of Azkaban on Audible, so just a head’s up if anyone’s struggling with heatwave insomnia or the dreaded west-to-east jet lag.
Content-wise, I’m hoping to get back into the swing of pretty much daily blog posts from here on out, and guys, GUYS, THE NEWSLETTER WILL BE BACK THIS WEEK.
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It is good to be back, it is good to feel refreshed and it’s good to feel ready to crack on with world domination (or y’know blog content or whatever). I’m just trying not to get eye contact with my blog stats because lol ain’t nobody wanna see that kind of negativity.
And on that note I’m off to scrub my Next rug that one of my cats very affectionately piddled on whilst we were away.
And then maybe I’ll lie naked in front of my fan for a bit.