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  • about 1 hour ago
    What the t-shirt said. I'm starting mine on the sofa, listening to Boy Dom recite the lyrics to Alphabet Aerobics by Blackalicous, over and over (he's been at it for days) πŸ™„. I did just eat some rather delicious Indian food, though - swings and roundabouts and all that. How's your weekend shaping up so far? Hello Weekend t-shirt: @crewclothing
  • 1 day ago
    Yesterday morning was spent filming a segment for a BBC programme, talking about how to make money on Instagram (exciting stuff!). Then just as my excitement peaked, the illness that my germ monster (aka Penny) had passed on to me, struck. It's no secret that bugs caught from kids are always 100000x more severe than others, and this one was no different. It was deadly. Penny had a slight cough and a sore throat; I didn't leave the sofa, my whole body ached, my skin felt sore to touch, and my head almost exploded (no exaggeration). Do you think it was payback for not letting her have chocolate for breakfast yesterday? (Edit: I'm feeling much better now 😁)
  • 3 days ago
    And just as I was busy looking for a receipt to send her back (in the hope of exchanging her for the non-crying, non-tantrum-throwing Penny that we've enjoyed over the holidays), she goes and does this. Oh, that face...what was I mad about, again? There's a new post over on the blog, talking about the parts of your life that you lose once children come and take over. Link in bio.
  • 5 days ago
    After driving around yesterday for almost an hour, stopping at every cherry blossom tree we could find, only to drive away sheepishly when neither of us dared to steal a branch in public, the cherry blossom idea was scrapped. While you must all have nerves of steel, the scaredy cat of the Instagram world (me) had to settle for a head of herbs instead πŸ™ˆ. Who needs cherry blossom anyway? #allthatisthree
  • 6 days ago
    My intention tonight was to write an update on how Mr Nice has been getting on over the last few weeks (he's fine, btw), but as I type, Penny is demonstrating all of the different ways she can sit on the toilet. So far, we're up to five - pretty impressive, ey? So impressive, in fact, that I dedicated a whole caption to it πŸ˜‚ Someone please remind me, when did my Saturday nights get so exciting?
  • 7 days ago
    This is how we've decided to spend our weekend - how about you? Also, if you've ever wondered how we (when I say we, what I really mean is Boy Dom) made this book headboard, then there's a full step-by-step guide over on the blog. Link in bio.
  • 9 days ago
    Who you calling transparent? πŸ˜‰ Inspiration from: @laurajanewilliams_
  • 10 days ago
    Tea with P. Except, it's not tea, it's coffee. And Penny's drink is hot chocolate that she refused to drink; apparently, it's 'yuck' (is she even my daughter?). But it rhymed, so...πŸ€·πŸ»β€β™€οΈ In other news, the first of my spring What I Wore posts is now live over on the blog. Link in bio.
  • 11 days ago
    Happy....good....merry....wait, what day is it again? This Easter/school holiday/long weekend mash-up has me feeling a little confused. Just me? Beautiful bouquet of herbs sent to me by @tincturelondon 🌿
  • 12 days ago
    Happy Easter from the #allthatisthree gang 🐣 . The one day of the year where eating chocolate for breakfast, lunch and dinner (and wearing bunny ears) is totally acceptable. And to the parents who now have to attempt to get your sugar-induced children to bed (a battle I'm currently facing), I wish you luck. We can do this πŸ€œπŸΌπŸ€›πŸΌ Tops from @monsoonuk // Bunny ears from @monsoonuk
  • 13 days ago
    Mornings with kids - look familiar? They don't seem quite as 'good' as they used to be πŸ˜‰ #WHPgoodmorning
  • 15 days ago
    I've learnt a few things about train journeys today, so I thought I'd be kind and share them with you: β€’ Always book the quiet coach, especially through the school holidays. β€’ Always reserve a seat on a train, especially the evening before the Easter weekend. β€’ Never use all of your phone battery before you board the train, assuming that you'll be sitting next to a plug. It's silly to assume these things. I know all of this because today I wasn't sitting at all, I had to stand, packed like a sardine, in front of the toilet door for 2.5 hours. My phone battery died 15 minutes into the journey, I had nowhere to place my laptop, and the token drunk man decided to get vocal very early on. Now where is that tea and chocolate.