Snapshot of my January 2018

Successfully did Veganuary with this guy…

emily and james


And ate a lot, a lot of food…

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Finally begun reading again, in hopes for some quiet…

emilyannlou roald dahl



emily scooting


And finally, my love for clay deepened…

emilyannlou broken house



A fashion shoot on my scooter


I’m back on my scooter. I thought it’ll break after the summer but I’m still living my best life.

I’ve never been shy from buying bits and bobs in charity shops, two years ago I bought all Christmas presents from them. For a while I’ve naturally been going into the direction of buying less and making more conscious decisions. I turned veggie 4 years ago, couple years after I went all cruelty free with make up and now I want to stop buying from unethical shops.

This time last year I actually read The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying and went through my entire wardrobe and got rid of anything that didn’t give me ‘joy’. Unfortunately, it turned out, clothes don’t generally bring me joy, so I didn’t have much of anything left.

I got by though, wasn’t naked the entire time. No arrests for public nudity.


emily scooting

This year I’ve made a personal goal to only buy clothes from charity shops or ethical brands. Not to purposely go and buy loads of clothes, but when for when I do (hence why I haven’t mentioned it before now). I have my reasons, but I haven’t worked out these conflicting thoughts in my brain yet. Haven’t worked out the right balance between my own consumption and helping the planet. I’ve just decided to start. I know how distracting buying more and more can be to the important things in life though and I’m sure over time, and with some research, it’ll all become clear.

I also think I function better living more simply and having less options. After being vegan for January I became healthier and enjoyed food more and I honestly believe it’s because I just couldn’t eat the junk – the choice wasn’t there. I put that label ‘vegan’ on my diet and so I couldn’t have the non-vegan foods. Simple.

I don’t want all the glittery and shiny brand new clothes from Topshop or Zara when I just simply can’t have them.

emilyannlou charity clothes

So after the vegan market in London I convinced James and Roxanne to go charity shop shopping – in the cold, wet and grizzly weather. ‘It’s an adventure’ I say.

I picked up a few bits, including this dress, originally from H&M, and this denim jacket, originally from BSCO Dockhand… after a lot of research I can confidently say I still know nothing about this brand other than it may have existed in the 90s. And that it’s mens.

That’s another pointer to add actually, I generally don’t look at size or gender (other than if it’s too small).



I’ll share more bits when I buy or wear them.

Meanwhile, others are celebrating that we are finally out of January, I am celebrating that I am finally out on my scooter again. It is pure freedom.


A scooting surprise – Cuckoo Trail, East Sussex

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As James sorts the sat-nav to reach this surprise scooting location, there I am, Hogwarts top and fidget spinner. Plus the scooters in the boot, of course. Yep, that’s adulthood.

Cuckoo Trail. I had never heard of it either. It’s a disused rail line, disbanded in the 1800s James said – but Google says 1968. You choose who to believe: someone who probably didn’t really Google it, and Google itself. Tough one.

We have only scooted for two months and it generally has been our choice of transport coming home from drinking, not much more. Recently we did go on a mission to find somewhere pretty to scoot, went to Shoreham, couldn’t find anywhere safe or legal and instead tried to find the chalk horse on the hill. Couldn’t find that either. So instead went to the lavender fields in Eynsford. We never did scoot, I just got carried away and ended up telling you about our day.

But Cuckoo Trail, my friends, is a 14 mile cement path! Safe and pretty! Seriously what we have been searching for but clearly not actually trying. Other than my stand breaking 100 metres in – these scooters are seriously just falling apart, nothing to do with the path – it’s perfect.

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As often with any adventure, I said to James ‘Oh, I want to take my little brother here!’ and yes I still do, it’ll be great fun for him on his bike – just like lots of other little kids were doing. BUT, I must say, as the trail went on you do have to cross roads at some places and after Horam, in the woodland areas, there are sheer drops on either side of the path. It’s completely safe, don’t get me wrong (please never change) but you have to make sure your kid knows how to use his breaks, and preferably not think he’s a stunt man/wolverine.

Side note: my little brother is 4, I’m not talking about my 28 year old brother. Though both love bikes. But only one of them thinks they’re wolverine. I think.

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I learnt how to scoot one handed. Also tried a few tricks (e.g. sticking my leg out. Yes that’s a trick.) and got told off a lot by James whenever I’d stick my arse out while scooting as my leggings would go see through. What can I say? I’m a butt dancer.

Warning to the ignorant like us – one way is down hill. So, great fun on a scooter. Also means the way back is up hill. Hence the walking the scooters photos.

Oh, I just remembered, I did have one foot on each scooter while James pushed. That is a true trick.

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Due to dooming rain (started the second we got in the car) we turned back after about 4.5 miles. Might be 5. Which means we scooted/walked 10 miles though. That’s if you can count scooting downhill for 5 miles as exercise. We will go back and do it completely.

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Warning if you are interested in doing the Cuckoo Trail. Unfortunately there is a lot of poo. Dog and horse.

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