a younger me

a younger me. yes that’s right i too was young once. don’t feel it or look it anymore but yes this was the case many many a moon ago. the picture i have chosen is one of me taken by my father in greenwich park, london, when i was 5. we had not long moved to england from spain, and were living in the eastend of london town. weekends were often an escape and this is taken on one of those weekends.

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candy

the first memories of the 1980′s that pop straight into my mind are the essential candy floss lipstick, hair spray, anything peach, puff-ball skirts, sling back kitten heels and belcher chains from elizabeth duke. sound familiar?

i give to you HPMcQ aged 13 in all of the above.

 

 

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fitness

me and fitness have never been great friends. i have been a member of many gyms, i have not been in attendance at all of those gyms. i feel very uncomfortable in the gym environment, i find it all very intimidating and sometimes often a little fake. i had however managed to get away with not going to the gym for a very long time. i’ve never been skinny, well apart from after my divorce where everything went a little crazy, but i have always been a fairly healthy weight. however there was a changing point. my body changed and it wasn’t something that i was completely aware that was happening. i seemed to be putting on weight little by little but without anything in my diet changing. this is when i discovered i had polycystic ovaries but i also discovered i was pregnant too!

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