Writing a blog was never something that appealed to me.

My life has zero blog-worthy or exciting content, and my evenings are taken up by watching Peep Show with the crumbs of a caramel wafer resting on my stomach.

I’m too lazy, is what I’m saying.

But over the past few months, I’ve seen people put together these amazing spaces to rant and rave about the things they love, and I thought I’d give it a go – but with a twist.

moody is not going to be a fashion blog. My dad doesn’t have the money to fund something like that. (Yes, that was shade.) And it definitely won’t be a health & fitness ‘inspo’ gallery (Christ. My ab rolls have ab rolls) . But what I’ve decided to build is a online diary, with weekly posts covering anything I deem worthy of sharing with you all. So if I do happen to indulge in a bit of retail therapy, or find a particularly nifty place to eat, then I can share it and hopefully, you’ll like it. It’ll be like an online version of Bridget Jones’ Diary. Except substitute the men for food, the juicy drama for a full-time job and the infamous big pants for slightly bigger pants.

moody, however, is based primarily on one thing. And it’ll eventually become clear.

So, without further ado.

Hi!! And welcome to moody.

K.