Floral Wrap Dress and Velvet Thigh-high Boots


Hi friends,

October flew by like it never has before. I swear - the time in London goes quicker than anywhere else in the world, and there is simply never, ever enough minutes in an hour and enough hours in a day. But, there are no complaints here, as it is bringing us closer to the most amazing time of the year.

For those of you who know your girl aka me well, will not be surprised of the fact that I have started playing Christmas songs already and purchased additional decorations, which I am well aware my one tree will purely not have enough space for. This month has been filled with friends and family, heart warming conversations and settling in. Creating parts of London that are my own. 

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Dress - ASOS, Boots - ASOS, Bag - Zara, Earrings - River Island

During first part of my "twenties" I was terrible at making plans and meeting friends. If I had to choose between catching up over a coffee, or staying home watching Netflix, the latter would clearly be in the lead. I never understood why for a long time I never felt Scotland as my own. I blamed it on how grey it could be, or the cultural differences, which surely was in the play. But, only now, during my hopefully long race towards 30, I am realising, people are the ones who make it home for us, our social environment. 

I've met more of my old friends within the space of a month than I previously did within 3 years. And, it has given me so much joy. Understanding how lucky I am to have people in my life that I care so majorly for, that still want to see me after all this time. Meeting friends that have moved countries, changed jobs, fallen in love, fallen out of love, have their hearts broken, then mended again. But all, happy or getting there, through all the sh...shenanigans that life throws our way. And, to my surprise, hearing about their happiness, their life, seeing them healthy in front of me, made me happier than anything has in a very long time. 

I've started dancing again. I knew I missed it, but never imagined how much so, until 15 minutes in my first practice. I've danced as part of one group majority of my 25 years on this world - one of the best groups back home, led by one the best choreographers and teachers in Latvia aka my mum. Where ever since my first practice at the age of two I was thought discipline and structure, with my first lesson being (and I still remember this vividly), being told off by my mum, for calling her "mum", as on the dance floor, she was only my teacher. To now be part of a very relaxed, still lovely dance environment. With my feet hurting, my back dripping, I still left the practice with clearer and happier mind that I have had in ages, truly then understanding how much I needed it.   

So, all in all, though a very hard month, October has been good to me. I hope that wherever you are, you have people who make the place your home, people who you can love and care for!

Always yours,


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