After a few weeks of clicking the “I’m attending” button in Meetup and then not actually attending, last Thursday I finally managed to get myself to a life drawing class.

The last one I went to was at college (Ten years ago. What.) where half the room would sit and snigger (BEWBS!) so it was nice to be surrounded by adults who actually wanted to be there. This class was untutored as well, so I could do whatever I wanted and didn’t have to show anyone my work, which was a nice way to ease back into something I haven’t done for a long time. Also, free tea and biscuits. Excellent. (more…)

I mentioned in an earlier post that I recently started drawing and painting again, which quickly went from doodling dinosaurs for my own amusement to making cards and painting little customised dolls for my friends and family. They went down pretty well and there’s only so many things you can make and give away before you start to feel like you are inflicting unwanted stuff on people, so I decided to open an Etsy shop.

You can visit my shop – Dreyer Draws – here. If you have an Etsy account and fancy adding me to your favourites, it would be much appreciated.

Below is a sample of the kind of things I’ve been making and selling, which is mostly just whatever I felt like doing at the time. I’d really love to make some more custom things though, so feel free to message me if there’s something you’d like me to paint. (I hear there’s something called Valentines Day coming up, and I’m sure your mum would like something special and handmade for Mothers’ Day. Hint hint.) You can click the images for direct links to the listings. (more…)

Last week was unofficially ‘Honest Instagram Week’, following from my blog post about Instagram Envy. I wasn’t actually going to do it but Charlotte was rather enthusiastic, so how could I say no? :)

The idea was to be more honest about my life, so people don’t think I’m constantly eating in nice restaurants and going to parties. As it turns out, I only managed to take 5 photos. Being honest is hard, y’all. (more…)

I’ve read a few articles about Instagram Envy recently, and the concept amuses me greatly.

The idea that people are comparing their lives to the ones presented to them in their various social media feeds isn’t surprising, but personally, I take everything with a pinch of salt. Yes, I’m bombarded by pictures of beautiful weddings, cute babies doing cute things and lots of tipsy selfies in fancy bars, but I know deep down that these things are not occurring every single day. No-one posts pictures of their child screaming bloody murder in a restaurant, or takes a tear-stained selfie the the day before their wedding when the flowers haven’t arrived. No-one captures the memory of when they left their purse in the taxi with an artistically-filtered photograph. (more…)

As I grow older, I’m realising the importance of hobbies. I just read this article about woman whose therapist scolded her for not setting aside any relaxation time for herself, so she took up sewing, with mixed results.

If I had a therapist (Which I probably should, to be honest) he or she would probably have said the same thing to me. For years my time spent away from work consisted of watching TV, wandering around shops and eating.

I mean, that’s not to say I haven’t tried. This year I wrote a novel. A whole book – over 70 thousand words – from start to finish in around four months. I edited three drafts. It’s terrible. Like, plot-holes-so-big-they-could-swallow-the-solar-system terrible. I even sent it to some agents, with (unsurprisingly) no success. That’s when I gave up. Well, got bored I suppose. It’s still there, printed out on thousands of sheets of paper in a nice ring binder under my coffee table, waiting for that one last attempt to make it brilliant. One for my new year’s resolutions list, perhaps?

My problem was that I just couldn’t get away from the mindset that I need to be the best at something, or make some money out of it, otherwise what’s the point? I don’t know where this bizarre thought process came from, but it sucks, and I’m slowly learning to discard it. (more…)

This week I have taken two days off work so I can spend a long weekend back home in Suffolk. I plan on doing lots of walking in the countryside, sitting in pubs and playing games, of both the board and Playstation variety. It’s a much needed break after a rather crazy couple of months where I seem to have done at least two exciting things every week! I thought I’d post my photos of the highlights here, so enjoy… (more…)

It’s that time of year again. Mid-November is officially Christmas Advert Time.

I don’t own a TV, but that doesn’t really matter any more. John Lewis’s latest Christmas was promoted on YouTube and had the crap Tweeted out of it before anyone had even had the chance to officially announce the start of Christmas following the standard witnessing of the Coca Cola Trucks.

So, now that the glorious sound of ‘holidays are coming’ has been usurped by twee animated creatures and acoustic cover songs, I feel I should don my advertising hat and finally watch the damn thing, along with all the others, including the Sainsbury’s one everyone is sobbing over. (more…)

So, Katie Price named her new baby ‘Bunny’. Good for her. It’s her child, she can call her whatever she wants. That’s one of the many joys of being a parent, I imagine. Of course, people are making uninspiring jokes about bunnies of the Playboy and vibrating variety (delightful references to Katie’s early career choices) but is the name really any worse than any of the other obscure names given to celebrities’ children?

Everyone made a fuss when the Beckhams announced their firstborn son would be named Brooklyn, but that seems almost normal now. ‘Place’ names are so early-00s, don’t you know? It’s all about fruit, colours and compass directions nowadays.

Names are important, though. Like it or not, they influence your life – it’s a fact. And even more so now, in a world where parents can search for unusual baby names based on whether or not the .com domain is still available. No-one wants a boring name, so is it really a big deal if a random celebrity decides to name their child Bunny or Princess or Buddy Bear? There are people in America with names like Hashtag and Yoga, so let’s leave off poor Katie, yeah? (more…)