Monday, 30 March 2015

date urself // & other self care practices 01

I tell you what's a fucking terrifying thought: the only truly consistent relationship in your life is the one you have with yourself. The only thing that you can hold onto tightly and know for absolute sure that you're in it together, whether you like it or not. And yeah, that's scary, claustrophobic even.  But all it means is that it's a relationship you need to put a little time & love into. You need to get used to you

So take yourself out. Sit in a cute cafe, watch a french film, walk around on nice days drinking coffee with a stella ice coffee, daydream about cute boys & girls. Smile because of and in spite of yourself. Textbook self care stuff. I blab on about this shit all the time...but why should you do it? 

In a ableist society that thrives off constantly praises movement and getting shit done and constantly doing something to furthur humanity or make money or whatever, taking time for yourself to do something that isn't nesercerrily productive in the same way money making is, is a subtle act of rebellion. And it shouldn't be...because for us as individuals, getting to know ourselves is key, looking after ourselves similarly so. 

We also live in a society that is geared towards extroverts, which is good if your like me and you are an extrovert but also means that more introverted behaviour is not as talked about. And in all my extrovertism, I can't pretend I don't need time for myself. I can't pretend I don't love listening to music on the train and walking through the parts of my city with the best architecture alone - I live for that shit. I can sit there and think about the fact that I'm doing well and that my coffee is especially good today and write a to do list or maybe something a little more substantial and all is well. Date yourself. 

More coming later, 
Bella xx

Saturday, 14 March 2015

all she wants to do is bang..kok // guess who went to thailand

Bit of a radio silence over here I know, I know. I spent 2 weeks with my mates in Thailand doing a lil' bitta community service, as well as exploring markets and doing cooking classes. And then I got back and shit happened, two weeks past and here we are.

Thailand was fucking fantastic, all sticky rice with mango and sun and genie pants and that mellow sleepy bones feeling you get when you do exercise or swim. It was a school trip and living with my friends for two weeks was killer, I miss that part a lot, dancing and sharing moisturiser and all that super positive, supportive female friendship. 

So what did we do: now I don't want to alarm anyone, so I'll say this in the most low key way possible - we built a basketball court. Now I had initial misconceptions: here was I sitting in the corner, being cynical thinking 'well, well, well, a bunch of private school girls go over to a third world country to do nothing and then validate themselves, 'justifying' their own privilege,' bUT it wasn't like that. We got shit done, the physical side was not only intense but rewarding and really kind of therapeutic. We also went to massage school, cooking classes and a beautiful night market. 

I also listened to some really good tunes in Thailand, faves from the trip were: Bound 2 by Kanye, Sweatpants by Gambino (lyrics from this song are scattered throughout this post) and Lily Allen's entire It's Not Me It's You, which is a kind of consistent fave of mine.

And then I got back: and school upped the anti. Assessments are pilled up, everything felt, no feels in motion, and everything else was, no is, on the back burner. Blogging, making music, writing, reading, exercise: it ain't happening at the moment and the rejection of the most important part of yourself, the creative part,  in the name of a project on coastal management and a maths exam can leave you feeling odd, just a little bit. I don't wanna pull the let's talk about feelings card, but I'm going to pull the let's talk about feelings card. I don't really have a grasp on what's going on, everything felt has an undertone of emptiness or a sad nostalgia as if thinking things are not what they used to be, I've become too emotionally invested in things that aren't going to give anything back which is no doubt, always a bad idea, do not recommend. 

But god, it's not all bad: this past week I've gone to the pretty library in my area, had lots of bubble tea and good ice coffee, I spent an evening at a wharf and the light was beautiful, I had a really good Italian dinner and I saw old friends and ate falafel and pita bread. 

THIS WEEK (@ me): keep the most important part of yourself alive and thriving, be incredibly organised in doing your assessments, over estimate how long it will take you to do everything: Evernote and Any.do are your new best mates. Buy flowers, keep your room clean to clear your head. Read and write when you have a spare moment, on the train, before bed. Put more thought into what your eating. 


How are you all? Tell me about your week! 
Bella x 



Tuesday, 10 February 2015

asos faves // pieces & the girl you would be in them

An effort to make something slightly productive out of hours upon hours spent browsing on asos.
Swing Dress with Velvet // Reclaimed Vintage Dress with Embroidery 

In the swing dress you would be in a jazz club until 6am, smoking. In the embroidered dress you would be at the beach at 6am, doing yoga, drinking chai and meditating. 

Thea Girlfriend Jeans // Off The Shoulder Top in Stripe

The girl in girlfriend jeans spends the day walking the inner city, drinking ice coffee, yawning from a late night with her girlfriend. The girl in the stripey top has her shit together, managing jobs, hobbies, people. She knows what she's doing. 
Reclaimed Vintage Jumpsuit in Sheer Gingham // Jumpsuit in Retrotile Print

The girl in the black jumpsuit has been travelling for months, she's almost out of money but happy, and feeling infinitely free. The girl in the Retrotile print manages bands, smiling and keepin' her cool. 

I think one of the problem's I have with consumerism is that I always think a product is going to transform me as a person, I guess this post is a manifestation of that. 

Stay wild, 
Bella xx 


Thursday, 5 February 2015

you are the universe // good habits & current aesthetic

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One of my favourite things is comparing other things to the universe. I think it's because when people say things like 'there's more connections in your brain than in the galaxy,' and you think 'wow, is that a thing?' And you feel pretty insignificant, that's a given, but you also feel like you are of the upmost importance, like the only thing you actually know is yourself. I'm a on a constant search for things that make me feel like this: late night walks with friends, cosmology and Cavalier by James Vincent McMorrow.  

SO, further to that end, I've been playing a little with the idea that everyone is a universe. I'll be on the train listening to Uptown Funk on REPEAT because it's a killer song and I could listen to it for a solid day straight. And I'll watch people and it will emerge from a sea of bad coffee and private school girls (not that I can talk, HA!) - people are so complex. If you take into consideration everyone's childhood, every tone of nostalgia, every person they're ever connected with, everything they've ever felt. If you imagine mapping them out, imagine mapping yourself out. 

You realise everything you feel and think is experienced through your stream of consciousness, characterised by you and your bias. And yes, the universe is vast and mind blowing but you, in all your intricacy and wonder - you are the universe. 

SO, in other news, I am, as usual, hell bent on self-improvement. And in the constant effort to be better, I don't really recognise the instances in which, I have, in fact, been better. I should try to do that. (the following two sections will inevitably be reoccurring on Sincerely, Isabella because I like to recognise good habits and acknowledge the current vibe of my life) 

GOOD HABITS // smoothies in the morning // yoga // seeing friends // writing more regularly // giving yourself a break // 





CURRENT AESTHETIC // The girl who is never without mints because she doesn't quiet have her shit together. Everything's a blur and she doesn't know what's going on but it doesn't mean she's unhappy. Into cosmology, up to date on the news but does't understand her maths homework. You can be this girl if you dress 'hobo chic,' if you go for walks at night, if you go to bed at 8 one night at 3 the next. She'll probably be a different person next week.


You are the universe, 
Bella xx  

Saturday, 31 January 2015

india talk

hotel antics
 I got back from India a week (ish?) ago and as I went back to school, fell into an overwhelmed, deflated slump that can only have resulted from a whole lotta perspective, the opening of my eyes and hours upon hours of car trips through gruelling poverty. 

Things of note in India: it's incredible, in it's architecture and it's history and it's colour. They well and truly know the meaning of entrepreneur. Every single day came with a display of humanity in the realest and purest sense. And of course, from my bias and sheltered Western view, the attitude towards woman shocked me. 

My top played thought in India was: 'where are all the woman???' On the streets, in the shops, at restaurants, at banks: there was an obvious disproportion between men and woman. But not only this, if you take into account high rates of child marriage and rape, you start to think that the life of an Indian woman might not be as dandy as your own. 

And then I started to think 'what can I do?' But positive, long-term change can't be external. People coming into a country and saying 'your doing everything wrong, you need to change,' has never worked (see: white colonialism,, imperialism, systematic oppression). Change needs to come from inside a country. And where does that leave me, where does that leave us?   

I'd love to know what you think but for now, here is a little bit of India eye candy. 



In other news: Ella wrote a wonderful back to school post, which is wonderful even for those who are not going back to school but in need of motivation and also another mate of mine, Owen, wrote a post on masculinity over a Body Positive Club and it's really worth a read! 

Lots and lots of love, 
Bella xx


Sunday, 11 January 2015

goodnight sleepy head // before bed rituals





I'm currently in India (eep!), I'll tell you all about my travels when I get back! For now, this is a scheduled post. 

B4 BED RITUALS
washing your hands and feet // writing in journal // peppermint tea // general stress over not being prepared for the next day // thinking about a solid breakfast // yoga // burning oil & candles // a good book // meditation // packing up the phone // quick room clean so you don't wake up to a hot mess // good vibes // cuddles // 

Much love, 
Bella 

Sunday, 4 January 2015

B & W THOUGHTS // late night ramblings

I'm currently in India (eep!), I'll tell you all about my travels when I get back! For now, this is a scheduled post. 

Screencaps that would exist if my life was an independent film. 





Much love, 
Bella x

Wednesday, 31 December 2014

where you should be // body positive club

First up, Happy freaking New Year my friends! Can we please make a joint effort to make this year absolutely wonderful? We're all in this together. 

As an exciting New Year announcement I'm going to let you know that today is exciting as hell because it marks the launch of a new blog my friend, Bea and I have set up - Body Positive Club

We set up the blog because we were just so damn sick of all of our friends being miserable and feeling bad about themselves and we kinda just said, 'something can be done! we gotta change the attitude!' 

We really want Body Positive Club to be a community so we'd love nothing more than for you to get involved, maybe by putting our button on your own blog or by using the #bodypositivebackground hashtag or simply by having a peak at the site! 

Too much love, 
Bella x