On a whole, I’m not a huge fan of Christmas. And this year it was pretty similar to every other year I can accurately remember; same old routine and equally as stressful and ultimately underwhelming. Our family aren’t particularly close, we’ve never really done anything special or celebrated Christmas particularly elaborately. But… I am always incredibly grateful for the presents I recieve and buying gifts for other people is actually one of my favourite things to do. Yes, Christmas has become a materialistic spectacle but I got some lovely gifts and want to share them with you! Albeit, almost a month too late.
So I’m going to start with the gifts I got from my friend, Lynsey James (she’s an author, you may have heard of her…) We set ourselves a £7 challenge ‘cos let’s be honest, we’re both broke AF. I’m honestly not sure how she got all this for £7 so I think there may have been a little bit of cheating going on there but I love all of it, especially the notebook. Cos what blogger doesn’t love a notebook? And I can’t wait to read The Marble Collector because Cecelia Ahern is such a beautiful writer.
Everything in the 3 photos above were gifts from my parents; the only things I actually asked for was a new razor (my old one was like a torture device) and a new pair of slippers (my old ones were so worn you may as well have just been walking on the floor barefoot) so the other things were a nice surprise. Obviously the chocolate didn’t last long. I love the earrings; I like to think they’re very Elsa-esque which is great cos we both love the cold. And I love my Liz Earle products so it’s great to have some more to last me! Isn’t the packaging just gorgeous?
Lastly was the gift from my boyfriend (which I didn’t actually get until mid January so that’s the reason this post is up so late) and if you’re not a fan of Formula 1 then you may want to skip this bit but we’re both big fans (well, I’m a big fan, he is like mega fan. The ultimate fan) and for my birthday he bought me a replica helmet of one of my favourite drivers so it was only time I had a model of an actual car (of which he has about 45 thousand pounds worth in his room. I know let that sink in for a moment) so I now own my very own Max Verstappen who will be displayed proudly on my bookcase.