9 Things Friends Taught Us about Style

With my favourite American sitcom hitting Netflix this month, it's time to take a look at the style lessons learnt from over ten seasons of Friends.

                                                  1. You can go too far with fake tan.

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One misunderstanding in a tanning booth will leave you looking like an oompa-loompa on steroids. 

2. Never let your boyfriend do your make-up for a big night out...

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..or you'll end up looking like this. Sophisticated like a hooker? 

3. Not everyone can carry off braided hair. 

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Even when singing Bob Marley songs.


4. Go easy on the teeth whitener.



Unless you want your jaws to glow in the dark, that is.


5. Blue lipstick never looked good on anyone.

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Even you, Ke$ha.


6. Never let your friends cut your hair.

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You could end up looking like Dudley Moore, rather than Demi Moore. 

7. When in doubt, wear denim.

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Apparently not just for the nineties.


8. When it comes to bridesmaid dresses, less is more.

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Never one to upstage the bride. 

9. If all else fails, a turkey makes for a great accessory.

Nothing says 'game for a laugh' more than wearing your Thanksgiving dinner. 

Confetti

It would appear that life has taken hold again and kept me from blogging, not that I regret not writing. My new day job has kept the creative side of my brain busy for the last few months, and sometimes it is nice to experience new things and embark on new adventures without knowing they have to be captured digitally. Nonetheless, this is a very belated post on my friend Chris' marriage to his childhood sweetheart Laura.

Set in the heart of Lancashire, The Gibbon Bridge hotel is as picturesque as you might imagine. Lush greens, stunning mountainous surroundings, and a charming bandstand where the ceremony took place. We arrived in the afternoon, just in time for the rain to clear and the sun to shine and after a few glasses of wine, settled outside to watch the ceremony unfold. From a delicious meal to heart-warming speeches, a quirky photo booth, a few too many glasses of champagne and a fantastic band - it was a beautiful wedding. The best part is that I was reunited with my best friends for the first time in around four years - my friend Rachel and her boyfriend Amir even travelled from Singapore to take part in the celebrations. A truly unforgettable day and evening. Congratulations Chris and Laura.

I never thought I'd...

A firm favourite blog of mine is that of my friend Laura. Not only is she super-talented (she makes her own hand-made crafts and sells them on Etsy) but also writes a hilarious account of her daily life. Cue: stories about A&E trips and dates that have gone spectacularly wrong. Last week, she posted "I never thought I'd...", and left me inspired to make a list of my own. For someone incredibly headstrong (read: stubborn) who likes to plan my life in great detail, this was a challenging list to make!

I never thought I'd have visited New York by now. Taking a trip to the big apple was top of my travel to-do list, so that the fact that I was lucky enough to experience it before my 23rd birthday is something quite special.

I never thought I'd still be in love. After four years with someone, I'd always assumed that love would fade and my limited attention span would have diverted me elsewhere. Living together, holidaying together and sharing our ups and downs have resulted in us being closer than ever. 

I never thought I'd stop having lie-ins at the weekend. Ask anyone that has ever lived with me and they'll tell you I am not a morning person. The big bad world of work has meant that I have had to get used to getting up every day at half past six. Every time I get out of bed at 8am on a Saturday to put the washing on, I scare myself that I'm turning into my mother.

I never thought I'd enjoy running. From the always-overweight girl that used to dread P.E lessons at school, the fact that I can now run a 5k a few times a week without wanting to be sick is something that still surprises me. I began running because I knew it would be a challenge, and whilst it still is, I am really enjoying the journey. 

I never thought I'd feel (almost) comfortable in my own skin. I was the kind of awkward teenager that deplored almost everything about myself. Nowadays, I can see my strengths and weaknesses. The older I get, the more I'm starting to accept myself for who I am- including my poor maths skills, terrible temper and the fact I'll always be a little bit fat.