Nostalgia

I was born on May 15^th 1992 in Northampton General Hospital, but I’m told by my mum that I nearly came out in the taxi. She said it was a far nicer birth than that of my older sister Lucy (surprise surprise). It seems I rolled out like a little ninja, eager to explore the world and traumatise my loving parents. I love looking at baby photos, any baby, any photo, so I thought it’d be fun to show you all how I looked when I was a lot smaller than I am now. I’d also like to think that this is a sort of 90’s look book for budding fashion students and lovers of trends. So join me, and we’ll fly back in time in my time machine, back to the early 90's, where mullets and neon prints were acceptable things.

To start you off, here's me pouting whilst being held by my nan. Sporting a simple mint onesie and a tousled, back combed hairstyle. I love the difference in the sizes of our hands.

My absolutely beautiful mum giving me a hug which seems to have startled me a bit. I love my mums sparkling eyes and my pig face.

Me looking newborn with my nan Esme. I'm eating my clothes and she's looking radiant.

Me eating my dinner paying my respects to urban culture (proof that I've always posessed swag). Neon jumper and leggings combo with mustard collar and sleeves, a really classic outfit.

Looking like a boy, a mini Wayne Rooney? With my nan and dad. Sporting the neon mustard jumper again, must have been a favourite.

I've always been greedy so this picture made me laugh - it's so true to form for me to be eating crisps and sitting down (wouldn't want to overdo it). I'm donning a red, checkered flat cap and rainbow shorts. Someone contact Britain's Next Top Model.

Mother and daughter. A reminder that creating your own trends can actually work out - I pioneered the straw hat movement in the 90's.

I LOVE this photograph. Some great fashion from both me and mum. She's rocking a mushroom cut and I'm bringing out the side fringe. I do like my pink outfit here.

I think we'd been playing or fighting or i'd been crying because I look like a gnome who has been sprayed with water. My hand clutching Lucy's knee and her hand around me makes me smile so much, we've always been best friends.

My hobo, reggae phase. Sexy, pink top and neon joggers. My hat here brings me so much joy, it looks homemade with pom poms.

Me and Lucy playing at the park. She's apparently going commando and is wearing an awesome Thunderbirds t-shirt, with white sandals and sun-hat. I'm doing something floral which is much more like Lucy nowadays.

THE BEST PHOTO OF LUCY I HAVE EVER SEEN. Her t-shirt says 'Sun, sea' and i'm guessing 'sand'. She has gone for a Minnie Mouse hat and red love heart sunglasses. I could eat her.

Sisters starting a career in construction and building management. Lucy taking control of the situation as per usual. 

Oneof my nude modelling photos with two Mr Blobby props. I love how cheeky I am here with my tongue out, maybe i've been caught pooping in the bath, I am told I did that quite often. 

In my pink sports shorts. Don't bother taking a clutch bag when you go out, a packet of Wotsits works much better.

I LOVE this one. A really disgusting pastel, floral two piece with rosy cheeks. 

Me kicking up a fuss and crying, nothing has changed. Love mums GREEN jeans (lord).

 We were both crying because we were being chased by geese. Again, this makes me smile, look at Lucy cradling my head. She's doing her protective sister role in a lovely, little, blue jumper. 

Last but not least, here's something happy, me having a laugh with my mum. She always tickled me when I was small, under my arms! Block fringe era.

I would apologise that this has been photo heavy but I am not going to because I think they are lovely photos and they make me happy and give me magical nostalgia. I was blessed to enter  the world to a loving big sister and two wonderful parents. From a blonde-haired, blue-eyed child to a brown-haired, green-eyed 'woman', nearly 22 years later and I still love crisps and cry all the time.

Happy bank holiday everyone, I love you so much for being here. To those who have personally reached out to me about my blog over the last week, I love you even more.