Louulia By Louise Marguerite

Hello beautiful! How's your weekend treating you so far? On the old blog today, I'm nattering all about the three staples of the skirting world.. & we're not talking about carpentry here.
Nope - I'm chatting all about the Mini, Midi & Maxi, three iconic skirts that have had their fair few tragedies & hits throughout the eras but have always stuck by our wardrobes never the less.
Within these three skirts there are of course many different subcategories that delve deeper into silhouettes & styles, which I do touch on a smidge. However, I wanted to mainly focus on the motherships & therefore I'm keeping it all so simple & sticking with the big guns. So, here we have the Mini, Midi & Maxi.. *applause*


THE MINI;
Whether it's a-line or pencil, a mini skirt is an all time classic & feature's as a statement piece throughout many a timewarp, popping up from the beloved 60's right through to the present day. 

The endless detail & f…

A very happy post Bank Holiday if you were jammy enough to have a long old weekend stuck in a beer garden somewhere, slurping away on something fruity & bubbly. I however, have smashed my Bank Holiday allowances out in Spain & therefore lucked out such a weekend, but we did have a 24 hour stint in the incredible city of Barcelona, so I guess I drew a pretty sweet straw. 


Let's have a natter about our content filtering, shall we? I had thought about typing something similar to this post for a wee while but only recently have I felt the full effects & therefore passionate enough to create a blog post.
So what is content filtering? Well, it's a name I've sort of concocted in my brain for something that I'm sure we've all experienced at one point or another. But for example, ever wanted to post a photo on Instagram but not felt it would be received well by your 'audience'? 

Or how about a Tweet that you feel would ruffle a few too many feathers than yo…

Hey up stranger! Where have you been I hear you ask? Well - it appears I have been indulging far too deeply in the endless scrummy tapas & guzzling one too many Radlers, which I am horrified to discover are not a 'thing' back in the UK. 

If you're slightly clueless (as I too was) to what the heck a Radler is, it's basically lager & Fanta lemon mixed into one genius concoction. Super refreshing & super deadly as it tastes like miracle juice!


So, I've decided to stick it out in Spain for a further 8 months.
The faaaack?! This paranoid peach is remaining chain free from her comfort zone & continuing to tackle one heck of a ginormous adventure.
It's certainly something I never thought I'd be typing up..
In all honesty I had a total 'fuck it' moment & decided that there is pretty much nothing desperately calling me back to home, other than missing my pooch. I don't have a relationship to butter up, my friends & I are a Whats App aw…

Let's just cut to the nitty gritty shall we? Just over two months ago it was a mutual decision for my boyfriend (at the time) and myself to end our relationship of two & a bit years. & yup, it was a pretty shitty time in all honesty. 

There's nothing to sugar coat! 

I had mentioned in a previous blog post that there had been a bit of a shit turn of events but it was far too raw & fresh to start serving out any details so soon. This post isn't going to be a dirt dishing affair as I haven't sunk to that level & nor do I believe it would be fair.

He's not a bad person & he's not solely to blame.

I've also finally perched at a reasonably 'good' part of the break up process & I can now get through several days at a time without belting out to Alanis Morissette, who has been my absolute savior! 
I couldn't recommend 'You Oughta Know' enough if you fancy screaming something extra sassy.

Therefore, I now feel it would be a fair…