What's in my bag?

I have seen posts like this on many blogs and in vlogs on YouTube and, being the nosey person that I am, I love to have a good look into what people have in their bags so, I thought I'd post the junk that accumulates in mine!

My bag is from TK Maxx made by Dune. My mum bought it me for Christmas. We had been shopping one day, saw it and I fell in love but knew I didn't need it so left it for someone else. My mum had sneakily gone back the next day and bought it as my present and I'm so glad she did because I love it. It's such a gorgeous colour and, as all my bags need to be, acts like a Tardis with the amount of room inside it.

So I think the pictures are pretty self explanatory but I will give you a little detail about some of the things in my bags;

• The fabric shopping bag is always shoved at the bottom of my bag for when I'm out charity shopping and I decide that it would be a good idea to save the planet and use my own reusable bag rather than getting a plastic bag everywhere I go.
• My glasses get very lost at the bottom of my bag and are rarely worn. They are tortoise shell on the out side with a sea blue on the inside. They're by Charles Stone and my mum has the smaller, more rectangle lens frame. I wouldn't have let her get the same but I helped her choose hers not realising I was getting some new ones too so had already told her to pick the other pair just because they're so nice.

• The book that is currently being battered around in bag so I can pick it up to read wherever I am is 'Notes from a Small Island' by Bill Bryson. It was recommended to me by my mother (who I am mentioning far too often in this blog post) as a funny read about Bill Bryson's, an american, points of view on the British. I haven't read a lot but you may hear about it in February's book review post, as long as I don't get bored and actually read enough books to post about!
• The quirky patterned book carefully placed on top of the above book is my 2015 diary. It's in disguise by not looking at all like a diary. I picked it up from TK Maxx and I love that it's a bit different.

• My grey Kipling purse was bought for me for Christmas from my boyfriend. Not the 2014 Christmas just gone, but the previous 2013 Christmas. I'm proud of how clean it's staying. It's a large purse but it fits all the rubbish I've got inside it, including all the receipts I never clear out. My mum (mentioned again) needed a new purse a while back so I recommended it to her and she got it in a sky blue colour and now she's bought it for her mum, so that's three generations with this purse. 

 And finally, the general junk:

• Tablets - I actually have about 3 packs of paracetamol, 1 pack of ibuprofen and 2 packs of another type of tablets. You never know when you may need them. Usually it's someone else who is asking me for them.
• A hand bag table hanger thing that holds your handbag off the floor and hooks onto a table. Fantastic description. It the metal circular thing with the fake blue jem in it.
• Bodyspray
• Hand wipes - always very useful/hygenic
• Tissues - no one likes to keep sniffing. Actually, some people do and, in those cases, I really wish I could thrust one of my tissues under their nose and tell them to shut up.
• An umbrella - I live in Britain and I think that's enough said.
• A pen.

I hope you liked this different style of post!

Bye for now! x

Mini Book Review - House Rules by Jodi Picoult

I thought I would give a little book review a try. I love reading but often don't have time however, I have read a few books which I would love to rave about.

I have read quite a few of Jodi Picoult's books now but this is one of a couple that I have really liked. She has an unusual way of writing the book by changing the character in each chapter but always in first person. For some reason I can't read book which aren't in first person, I just don't connect with the characters enough and get too bored to carry on reading. Anyway... I'll tell you the blurb for the book:

Jacob Hunt is a teenager:brilliant at maths, wicked sense of humour, extraordinarily organised, hopeless at reading social cues. And Jacob has Asperger's. He is locked in his own world - but aware of the world outside, and wanting to make a connection. Jacob tries to be like everyone else, but doesn't know how.

When his tutor is found dead, all the hallmark behaviours of Jacob's syndrome - not looking someone in the eye, off movements, inappropriate actions - start looking a lot like guilt to the police. And Jacob's mother must ask herself the hardest question in the world: is her child capable of murder?

Something that I love about Picoult's books is that she tends to pick a main topic (in this case Asperger's) and then studies it in detail to ensure she can be very informative and detailed in the story she writes. Due to this, I find the book not only capturing because of the story being told but I also enjoy the educational side to it.

Something that isn't great about Picoult's books in general, but this is an example, is that I find they can drag on a little and, although they are good so I want to read on, some of the stories seem a little stretched to their limits.

All being said, I would recommend this book to anyone to read, it's probably more of a feminine book then masculine, but some men may enjoy it!

Bye for now!