It's been a month since moving out of my accommodation of 3 years and back into my family home in Manchester. It was a bitter sweet goodbye but it felt right. It's amazing how quickly you can adapt back into your old roots, something that was unimaginable when you lived independently. It's been easier settling back into the town you grew up in when you maintain the independency you gained by living out. For me, it's been booking my own hairdresser's appointment, finding a good local lash extentions technician and just popping out into town in the middle of the afternoon to run some errands (there seems to be a common theme of self care!). As a post- grad there is always that impending pressure of wanting to flee the nest ASAP (after the family holiday is over and done with of course) but it's not really a choice we have due to financial instability. Mind you, I've been popping down to London every weekend so I've been lucky enough to experience the familiarity of both worlds. What I do miss is the constant of a job while I was in London, the convenience of arranging a meet up after work was just SO easy and simple. You're killing two birds with one stone, the feeling of productivity and socialising.
blazer, zara/ shoes,
ASOS
