L.O.L: Life of Lucy

Last week was a CRAZY week for McFly fans! Out of the blue, the profile pictures of their band social media pages changed - after a three-year hiatus - and BOOM! Everyone went into meltdown, including me... The very next day they officially announced their return, along with a comeback "party" at The O2 Arena in London, and, being the party girl that I am, I blew all my credit and 35 minutes on hold on getting tickets. Score! I was so happy, I was slightly giddy with it. My favourite band was back on the scene and I'd bought tickets to celebrate with them before the year is out - we went from no McFly to ALL of the McFly in next to no time at all, something no one saw coming! And then this week they announced their 2020 arena tour, and my mood suddenly changed... Obviously I was so happy for them: a sell-out comeback gig, and then an eleven-date arena  tour. They truly are back with a bang! I was really excited at the prospect of seeing them again next year too

What should I wear? That's the million dollar question when it comes to the majority of the female population, not just for special occasions, but on a daily basis. There's something about fashion that makes a girl feel good about herself; whether it be because a certain top has a flattering shape, or a certain pair of trackies are the most comfortable thing in existence, girls just love clothes! But it can quickly become a love-hate relationship, especially if said girl is, say... a wheelchair user. From a relatively young age, girls develop a sense of style, often influenced by social norms, fashion role models, and whether or not your Mum is going to yell bloody murder at you if you leave the house "looking like that". But, above all else, the biggest influence on us wheelie girls is: "Can I actually wear this?" I know certain things don't suit certain body shapes, so this could be argued to be another common influence, but it's defi

Why is taking a compliment so difficult? A few weeks ago, I was having a conversation with a carer of mine about wearing BiPAP (ventilator) masks and how, if it's too tight on my cheekbones, the whole right side of my face literally goes numb - I know, and yes, it's as unpleasant as it sounds. Anyhoo, the conversation then took a rather unexpected turn, on my part at least, when she said to me: "It's because you've got really defined cheekbones Lu, you've got supermodel cheekbones!" I don't even think I laughed it off like I would with most compliments? I just kinda stared at her for a few seconds, totally oblivious. The thing is, I do have quite prominent cheekbones and, honestly, I actually wanted to take the compliment! I mean, what girl wouldn't want to be likened to a supermodel, seriously?! Especially if that girl has grown up with a self-image conflict because of disability... So why couldn't I agree with her, or even simp

1, 2, 3, 4, I declare a WENCH WAR!! So, during a recent perusal of Twitland, I came across a blog post from a good friend of mine, Carrie ( Life on the Slow Lane ), regarding her top 5 actors. So I asked her about it. She said she'd recently had the privilege of being let loose on another blogger friend of hers, Mitch's ( twodoughnuts ), page to educate the world on her top 5 songs. Naturally, this didn't end too well and resulted in her choices being slated upon Mitch's return lol. However, something good did come of it - Blog Wars! So now Carrie and Mitch are warring it out via blog, challenging each other at their top 5s. It's actually quite funny! So, needless to say, I wanted in... But rather than me joining a feud with someone I don't even know, Carrie has gallantly agreed to take on a second separate challenge. Behold, Wench Wars! And to start this new battle of the wenches, what better than Disney? Although, ther