xoxo Gossip Girl

WHAT an afternoon.  What started out as a cheeky afternoon break from work before an evening out has truly turned into a long and ranty blog post, how apt.  I remember, way back when in 2007 and/or 8, reading the Metro on a trip home from town.  In it, was this picture.  Beautiful, sexy young New Yorkers; I think exactly who and what I wanted to be.  Back then I had big dreams of stars and the stage, who knows, they might just return when I graduate.



Tuesday (or was it Wednesday?) evenings at 10pm sharp led to me booking out a sofa in my family home, and perhaps being allowed one glass of wine if I didn’t have a full day of college the next day.  I would look forward to it all week, be ever so excited, for the wonder that is, that was, Gossip Girl.

As with any great love of mine with any television show, it is undoubtedly intermittent.  I began ‘Dexter’ by myself as a frightened 16 year old, and couldn’t finish it until I met boyfriend.  Henry Cavil and his sex scenes suddenly became famous and now ‘The Tudors’ isn’t so appealing.  I’m 1 episode away from the ‘Once Upon a Time’ first season finale, but I’ve got bored.  My love of Gossip Girl nearly died when ITV 2 stopped broadcasting it, and hell hath no fury like a girl who learned Netflix didn’t store the grande finale (but that’s for another post).  But I persevered, and by golly I’m pleased.

Last year, on a wine fuelled evening in my family home, my human equivalent of Carlsberg begrudgingly informed me which of the characters, was indeed Gossip Girl.  It didn’t matter though.  As soon as I knew, it suddenly became obvious.  Yes I perhaps didn’t experience the heart pumping, mind racing finale that so many others did regarding the identity of Gossip Girl, but it did not stop my heart pumping and my mind racing.  There were even tears.

I think it was soon as they mentioned Gatsby, I let go a little.  For me, it was always the Tumblr world and the so-called ‘Skins Lifestyle’.  It was the smoke fuelled parties, the disposable cameras, the wild nights on tables; throughout college I looked to these people and felt sadness, pity, joy and want all at the same time.  But, I grew up, and realised I was one of those people already, and the happiest I’ve ever felt. 

Gossip Girl made me think.  Kind of like Harry Potter, I’ve followed age suit of the characters, experienced some of their experiences and felt some of their feelings.  So it means more than a 5 year old quoting ‘Expelliamus’ or my 40 year old sister drooling over Dan Humphrey.  No, I am part of the Gossip Girl generation.  Of smart phones, and blogging and websites, and want and lust and craving.

But, like Dan, I’ve learnt to rise above.  To be grateful for what you have.  And as I’ve got older, and somehow weirdly wiser, I’ve got happier.  And right now, I’ve never been so happy.  Gossip Girl has just helped cement that in my heart.

(Related Blog Posts:

Dexter = https://bellasbits.wordpress.com/2011/10/27/dexter/

The Human Equivalent of Carlsberg = https://bellasbits.wordpress.com/2010/06/14/human-equivalent-of-carlsberg/

The Sometimes Ridiculous World of Blogging = https://bellasbits.wordpress.com/2012/02/20/the-sometimes-ridiculous-world-of-blogging/

Skins = https://bellasbits.wordpress.com/2010/03/22/skins/)



BDG Bad Boys

Holla!  So it was about 5 years ago I first met the trusty jean brand BDG (on sale at Urban Outfitters) in the form of a ‘Slim Boyriend’ look.  Since then, they’ve been ripped to shreds, but still emerge from my wardrobe when I need a chilled, laid back look for the day.  In January, in my obligatory Oxford Street Urban Outfitters sale haul, I picked up these lovelies, which I teamed up with this outfit to head to my Dissertation hand in day at Uni:

ImageCardigan – John Lewis

T Shirt – Gap

Necklace – Amsterdam Market

Jeans – BDG

Boots – New York

Black, wet, leather sort of look? Uh, how boring!  But NO.  Check this out ..

ImageAha!  And then at the back they are blue denim!  ‘What an absolute mind****!’ my housemate shrilly shrieked as I paraded up and down the corridor.  You know when you just find the perfect pair of jeans?  The perfect length, fit and size, perfect for you?  I think these might just be them.  They’re definitely my ‘good jeans’ of the moment, wearing them out for dinner, on a pub evening, maybe to a night club. In love.

Do you have a favourite pair of jeans?

(N.B.  I apologise for the background!  This was taken in the alleyway next to my flat.  Just ignore the beaten up TV, STILL there from our Halloween house party!  Student living, eh?!) 



In Bruges .. Take 2!

Hmm, so I thought I’d posted this a few days ago now, but apparently not.  Technical glitch or something!  So here we go .. Take 2!

Well hello there! Happy New Year and a very warm (albeit, ever so slightly late) welcome to 2013! How are you? I’m well. I’m currently in the midst of crazy assignment writing and revision for exams so it’s all a bit bonkers my end, but doing okay. I had a gorgeous Christmas and spent my New Year on holiday in Bruges which was gorgeous. Here’s what I wore one day:



My makeup is every day (I’m thinking about doing a vlog showing you guys how I do it, what dya think?!) and my hair (has red in it! gosh, it’s been a while) has a side plait at the front. My top is H and M and my necklace is vintage Jersey pearl. My watch is a brand new swatch watch, The skirt, which I’m sure you’ve seen before is Topshop. The tights are H and M and the red New York boots never leave my feet this time of year :)

I’ve got lots of exciting plans for Bella and her Bits coming up on the blog. So please bear with me! And stay tuned :) Let me know how you all are. Love Bella x

Edinburgh ’12

Wayay, it’s Edinburgh!  Oop no, that’s Newcastle.  Edinburgh 2012, 4 days of rain, wind, cold, wine, culture, laughing, relaxing, walking, feet hurting, shopping and dancing.  Uh-may-zing.  Snaps and stories.



So if you can keep up: beautiful Castle, lots of Fringe frolics – a Lionel Richie sticker that we found EVERYWHERE; cars, bins, buses, you name it – the Zoo = I’ve actually been to two this year but it was just gorgeous, set high on a hill, beautiful views, beautiful animals, my favorites were the zebras – the two actors at the Edinburgh Literary Pub Tour, cue two hours of wandering around Edinburgh drinking listening to two mad Scots bang on about books and shiz, crazy! – The Royal Mile in the rain – HMY Brittania, Royal Brittania Yacht where the Queen would live travelling around the world, we saw her bed (which was actually pretty weird!) as well as where Wills was conceived (even weirder!) – getting a sleeper train, SO much fun – seeing Lavender Brown do the Fringe === uh-may-zing.

And some Scottish Style:


Floral Denim Bomber Jacket – Vintage Thai Market.     Oversized Tee – Thai Market.     Leggings – Topshop.

Tee – H and M.     Skirt – Topshop.     Tights – BHS.     Boots –  New York.

Scarf – Zara.     Denim Waistcoat – French Connection (Charity Shop).     Dress – Fat Face.     Trousers – Zara.     Pumps – Office.

Laters Edinburgh!  It’s been fun.

50 Questions That Freed My Mind

Hey guys!  I’ve just come back from the most incredible week in Amsterdam and am now back in Woking for Easter.  I’m currently in the midst of writing 15,000 words for Uni coursework so blogging may be my only release, so expect quite a bit more from me over the next few weeks :)  Hope you’re well, I’ll post about Amsterdam soonish but first, here are some questions I stumbled upon to mull over this Saturday afternoon.  So fall in love with life guys, I dare you:

1.  How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?

About 24.

2.  Which is worse, failing or never trying?

Never trying.  People fail everyday.  Who gives a monkeys anymore?

3.  If life is so short, why do we do so many things we don’t like and like so many things we don’t do?

To get to the place we want to be.

4.  When it’s all said and done, will you have said more than you’ve done?


5.  What is the one thing you’d most like to change about the world?


6.  If happiness was the national currency, what kind of work would make you rich?

Wine and cheese.

7.  Are you doing what you believe in, or are you settling for what you are doing?

I believe in Geography, and I’m doing that.

8.  If the average human life span was 40 years, how would you live your life differently?

I would be married by now.

9.  To what degree have you actually controlled the course your life has taken?

A huge one.  I have worked very hard to get where I am today.

10.  Are you more worried about doing things right, or doing the right things?

Doing the right things.

11.  You’re having lunch with three people you respect and admire.  They all start criticizing a close friend of yours, not knowing she is your friend.  The criticism is distasteful and unjustified.  What do you do?

Speak up.  Tell them to bleep off.  There will be plenty more people I will find, respect and admire throughout my life.

12.  If you could offer a newborn child only one piece of advice, what would it be?

Smile.  Your baby photos will be much cuter.

13.  Would you break the law to save a loved one?


14.  Have you ever seen insanity where you later saw creativity?

Every day.  I didn’t even know I possessed creativity until a couple of years ago.

15.  What’s something you know you do differently than most people?

My eating habits are very different from most people.

16.  How come the things that make you happy don’t make everyone happy?

Because everyone is different.

17.  What one thing have you not done that you really want to do?  What’s holding you back?

Travel the world.  My life situation and my bank account.  But one day, one day.

18.  Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?


19.  If you had to move to a state or country besides the one you currently live in, where would you move and why?

I would move to New Hampshire.  Because it’s fairly close to New York, one of the most beautiful cities in the world, people speak English there and it’s not too far to visit home.

20.  Do you push the elevator button more than once?  Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?


21.  Would you rather be a worried genius or a joyful simpleton?

Joyful simpleton.

22.  Why are you, you?

Because of the experiences I have had.

23.  Have you been the kind of friend you want as a friend?

I like to think so.

24.  Which is worse, when a good friend moves away, or losing touch with a good friend who lives right near you?

Losing touch.

25.  What are you most grateful for?

My family.

26.  Would you rather lose all of your old memories, or never be able to make new ones?

This is the only question I have paused upon.  And I genuinely don’t know.

27.  Is it possible to know the truth without challenging it first?

I don’t really understand this question.

28.  Has your greatest fear ever come true?


29.  Do you remember that time 5 years ago when you were extremely upset?  Does it really matter now?

I remember.  And no, it doesn’t.

30.  What is your happiest childhood memory?  What makes it so special?

Learning the Macarena in Australia.  And the smell, I’m obsessed with the smell of Australia.

31.  At what time in your recent past have you felt most passionate and alive?

Portugal 2010.

32.  If not now, then when?


33.  If you haven’t achieved it yet, what do you have to lose?

Exactly.  Thank you quiz, you read my mind.

34.  Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever?


35.  Why do religions that support love cause so many wars?

Because of humans.

36.  Is it possible to know, without a doubt, what is good and what is evil?

Good and evil are subjective, so no.

37.  If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job?


38.  Would you rather have less work to do, or more work you actually enjoy doing?

Less work.

39.  Do you feel like you’ve lived this day a hundred times before?


40.  When was the last time you marched into the dark with only the soft glow of an idea you strongly believed in?

A few days ago.

41.  If you knew that everyone you know was going to die tomorrow, who would you visit today?

My Grandmother.

42.  Would you be willing to reduce your life expectancy by 10 years to become extremely attractive or famous?


43.  What is the difference between being alive and truly living?

Feeling the air enter and exit your lungs.

44.  When is it time to stop calculating risk and rewards, and just go ahead and do what you know is right?


45.  If we learn from our mistakes, why are we always so afraid to make a mistake?

Because people judge.

46.  What would you do differently if you knew nobody would judge you?

Go clubbing much less.

47.  When was the last time you noticed the sound of your own breathing?

When I answered question 43.

48.  What do you love?  Have any of your recent actions openly expressed this love?

I love cheese.  And running about a cheese shop in Amsterdam helping myself to far too many samples openly expressed this love.

49.  In 5 years from now, will you remember what you did yesterday?  What about the day before that?  Or the day before that?

Yes.  Because Amsterdam 2012 was incredible.

50.  Decisions are being made right now.  The question is:  Are you making them for yourself, or are you letting others make them for you?

For myself, every time.

Have a think, you’ll feel better for it.

V Festival 2010

3 girls road tripping to a music festival in the remote English countryside … what could possibly go wrong?!  Nothing.  Yes, that’s right.  Absolutely nothing.  It surprised me too.  With bull in a china shop over here with 2 of my like minded besties, Rosie and Maddie, we imagined something catching on fire, getting slashed or stolen.  Nothing!  Just one of the best weekends of my life …

I admit I was anxious.  With an online festival guide kindly telling me I could **** Off if I was going to V and reading in a magazine that only ‘Dave from the IT Department’ would be there, I had my doubts.  Rocking up in Brunton in my dungarees and converse (standard fesitval wear, naturally), Strongbow in hand, my fears were in vain.

We instantly befriended our neighbours over beer and burgers and talked long into the night.  Our initial party of 7 multiplied to over 20 of us singing, shouting ‘Alan’ at any passer by possible, drinking Skittle Vodka and wine straight from the box.  At 10am we were still there.  Such a bonding experience!

Despite our tiredness, we headed to the main Arena where the V stage greeted us.  Just 3 rows from the front we saw Feeder.  Absolutely incredible.  With their beautiful children dancing side stage and ‘Buck Rogers’ (player, player, player …) making the crowd go crazy they were definitely one of my highlights.

A sloppy pizza later Paloma Faith greeted us.  I have never had more of a shock when someone opened their mouth!  Underneath that sophisticated, lampshade (yes, she wore one), gorgeous exterior was a broad Cockney accent rivalling my Nancy days!  Shock of my life!  Whether she was drunk or happy I’m not too sure but she made us sing along, dance along and genuinely have an amazing time.  ‘New York’ was my song of the set.

Shifting further and further forward we saw the beautiful Newton Faulkner.  Knowing he was a school friend of one of my friends and that his actual name is Sam definitely worked in his favour.  He just came across so kind and genuine, and talented, so so talented.  Despite just him, his odd socks and his guitar, his set was captivating from his cover of ‘Teardrop’ to making us sing ‘Gone In The Morning’ like rabies infested pirates (yes, that actually happened) to ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’.  So good!

An alcohol fuelled afternoon with our neighbours (think Jay’s double thumbed ‘Friend’, Inbetweeners, duh?!) later we scooted back to the Main Arena.  It was so impressive by dark.  A theme park with hundreds of food vans, shops, bars and tents with enough rubbish to feed a landfill.  Dazzling lights and music with every kind of person under the sun.  We saw Hen Parties, nakedness, pure lads, drunkenness and just general fun in all fashions, shapes and sizes.    And everyone was so happy, so friendly.  No bitchy angst, just a complete mish mash of people who were so happy and excited to be there.

Now I try and see the best in everything, I really do.  Kings Of Leon.  Such hype, such expectation … such a let down.  Thousands and thousands of people crammed together, the atmosphere just buzzing.  So disappointing.  I hate to admit it but I was bored, I even resulted to vodka jelly for entertainment rather than watch a sweaty front man practically eat his microphone.  Granted, some people loved it.  Other than the beautiful drummer and ‘Sex On Fire’, the whole set was a complete dud for me.  But I did get to dance on a wheely bin.

After a night much like the previous the rains came.  The paths turned into rivers and the bikini mud fights were in full swing.  A relaxed morning later Paolo Nutini awaited.  Absolutely stunning.  I love his Caribbean influence.  Even the old stuff had the trumpets and the Gospel style backing singers.  Beautiful!

Shuffling forward again, The Kooks were next.  I’ve always listened to them, but couldn’t have told you what they looked like.  I did not expect a Gordon Ramsay esque drummer and a 5 foot front man drunkenly running about the stage.  So entertaining!

Then hell broke loose.  In the 40 minute odd wait before Faithless, carnage, absolute carnage.  The standard festival concept of bottling went absolutely wild.  It was raining, pouring bottles, cups, clothing – anything people could get their hands on and lob.  Liquids flew through the sky as we got well and truly concussed.  I don’t even want to know what ended up in my ears and hair!

By the time Faithless began we were three girls surrounded by sweaty grown men.  As the familiar keyboard tunes played, we had no hope as the well known circling began pre mosh pit.  I’m not going to lie, I was pretty nervous as the windmilling and kicking began.  4 songs later we were ready to head off, but not without the most fun attempting to mosh I’ve had in a long time.  I’m still feeling the injuries.

A quick stop at the God tent later we saw Imogen Heap.  Despite her electrics and sound failing, she was extraordinary.  She turned the audience into her music and sang her ‘Speeding Cars’ and ‘Hide And Seek’ with such feeling I thought she might cry.  Such a beautiful and talented lady!

So that was it!  After a water logged night we headed home on the four hour journey back to sunny Wokes, feeling rough and exhausted, but in no doubt of the incredible weekend we had had.  I learnt how to put up a tent in the roaring winds, I learnt how to use a camping stove, I learnt how to use a She We (that’s another blog…), how to music festival and how to mosh.  Never have I laughed and loved so much, and felt so full of life.  I had one of the best weekends of my life with two of the best people in my world.  And despite being concussed, having a near broken foot, sun burnt and hungover, I’d do it all again tomorrow.  Amen.

Just a smattering of our amazing neighbours!

This is quite possibly the best photo I have ever taken!  Maddie’s wristband plus Feeder front man :)

In the Oxygen Lounge, looking rough, sun burnt and terrible but I don’t care!  Such a great experience, I giggled for hours!

Paolo Nutini – God.

Imogen Heap – just beautiful.

2010 Year Of Culture: July

So July!  Slightly more prompt on this one, thought I’d blog now cause I plan to be absent for a while.  As of tomorrow I’m pretty much camping solidly for 2 and a half weeks meaning a sincere lack of internet!

Week 27 was the second half of my week in grand old NYC.  And to be perfectly honest, there was enough culture there to last me the whole of next year too, so I think I can get away with that spanning two weeks ;)    Week 28 was so good.  Jet lag in toe, I popped up to London to see ‘Shrek: The Final Chapter’ at the Imax at Waterloo.  Incredible!  By far my favourite of all 4 films and the screen was just amazing.  I hadn’t been to the Imax for a while before that and I’d forgotten it’s sheer scale; flipping huge.  Definitely go if you get the chance!

Now Week 29 was action packed.  First, I headed up to London again to the Grace Kelly Exhibition at the Victoria and Albert Museum.  So beautiful.  I came away wanting to be classy, sophisticated and actually turn into a lady.  All her clothes were just so elegant, hardly anything low cut, no legs on show, just so modest, so simple and so pure.  She said that when you have boring clothes as such (some were very plain and neutral), people pay more attention to you and who you are as a person.  It made me think.  While I can see the merit in her idea, I and many other people use fashion as a tool to express who we are as people, and not let our faces do that.  Maybe it’s her era.  Just got me thinking.  Either way, she was a beautiful lady.

The rest of the week was performing at Camberley Theatre for my final Street Vibes Dance Show (stay tuned for a blog on that one) and a trip to Manchester.  Whilst I quite possibly had 3 of the most intense, stressful and dramatic days of my life up North, I did really enjoy myself and manage to get quite a bit of culture in there!  The Lowry Art Gallery was probably my favourite, hand in hand with a Spencer Tunick Exhibition = Hello Nakedness!

Week 30 was yet another trip to London (It IS only 25 minutes away guys!), this time to Buckingham Palace!  I felt so regal.  I decided I wanted to go and see the State Rooms a few months ago, and slowly it turned into a whole family affair for my Dad’s birthday.  A lovely day out, and the Palace was just amazing!

So July has been a good one for culture!  I’m really enjoying my Summer and every day is bringing something new, amazing and exciting.  Stay tuned y’all :)

One of the 934 shots of NYC, me in front of Times Square.  One of the best holidays of my life :)


SO GOOD – you actually have to see this.

Grace Kelly – quite possibly the most beautiful woman to ever exist

Manchester!  And yet another appearance of the wonderful Rosie Hall :)

Buckingham Palace State Rooms – simply gorgeous.