This time two years ago, things in my life were a little bit different. On a gap year from university, I spent my days waiting for Waitrose to reduce their food while spending a lot of time getting into awful programmes on the Food Network. However, I did have one thing that was the light at the end of the tunnel (or the light that lit up my tiny studio room in Bristol) – I was beginning to make my festival plans for the summer.
Before 2017, the closest thing I had to a skincare routine was using a face wipe to remove remnants of mascara from around my eyes before bed. After realising that my skin was crying every time I reached for them and rewarding me with bad skin, I decided that something had to change.
Instagram is one of my favourite apps; it’s been out for seven years now so I feel as though it is definitely an integral part of my life. Whilst I’ve spent the last couple of years on the app being indecisive and deleting pictures (which I’m half glad at and half sad that I can’t look back at my early attempts to be #arty), collecting accounts to follow is something that I’ve got quite good at.