Here’s to an old school Eleanor Claudie post up on my blog today, given that the first term of my last year of sixth form is well underway so outfit posts and posts that are outside the confines of my bedroom are off limits seeing as I’m strapped to my desk most days (I’m joking, I do actually leave the house and socialise). Despite the workload increasing, I have been a lot more conscience about the amount of time that I spend in my room and the little parts of it that make it my own sanctuary, my bedside table being included in this.
So where do we start? The thing that stands out for me is my nail varnish. When I was originally shooting the photos I had my nail varnish on my desk because I was painting my nails instead of doing my History coursework (priorities) so quickly exchanged it onto my bedside table where my current colour of choice usually resides. This week it’s my favourite shade from Nailmatic – a vegan, cruelty free brand, made in France. The bright orange honestly makes doing college work a little easier, instantly feeling happier when I look at my nails. Alongside it is my Sally Hansen bottom coat but the brand isn’t cruelty free so I’m not going to purchase it again, luckily Nailmatic do a base coat so I know where I’ll purchase from next.
My glasses represent my sight and basically my everyday functioning. They’re more eco-friendly than contact lenses but they also represent a part of my image that I’m not entirely confortable with yet. In every photo I’ll take them off as if they’re not an extension of my being but one day, perhaps, I’ll embrace the look and learn to love them. Alongside my glasses is a train ticket from Exeter when I went to visit the university there. Am I applying there/have I got an offer/do I want to go there? Well I’m planning on doing a university post either when I have my offers and know where I want to go or when I get my results next summer so you may have to wait a while. I kind of like having the ticket right by my bed though because it’s a reminder of the university life that I will be immersed in next year and the motivation I need to get up and start my day with a positive mental attitude towards the future.
My jewellery is a huge part of my identity and it has become even more so after starting college and being allowed to wear it every day. On my bedside table at the moment, I have a beaded necklace from an antique market, my cameo necklace from Sorrento last year and a star necklace that I recently got sent from Mirabelle Jewellery. Jewellery is one of those things that I think is so personal and so valued and its become even more so as I’ve grown up. I was touched when someone from Mirabelle got in touch because I adore what they sell and their ethics further support this. The two rings in the background are an everyday staple and they’ve come to have so much meaning (one being from a vintage market and the other from Covent Garden). The scrunchie that I made from an old hairband, another accessory that I adorn most days.
My relationship with makeup is evident from my bedside table. The mascara I purchased in the airport before I went to Geneva, the Glossier boy brow I got for Christmas last year that really needs to be re-purchased and the eyelash curlers that also, most definitely, need to be changed. My everyday makeup products, I don’t wear much more now but I think my desire to wear more makeup is now re-surfacing only due to a yearning to experiment and change my look. It’s a much healthier relationship with beauty than it was a few years ago and my bedside table is representative of this change. Beside them, my little face pot from Tiger is a few years old and I still love it like it’s new as well as the hydrocortisone cream because I’m trying to be real on my blog and the reality is that we’re definitely entering eczema season.
Other miscellaneous items that seem to feature on my bedside table is a glue stick, a candle that I’ve never lit but that I received for my birthday last year and is simply there for decorative purposes as well as a fake bunch of tulips that for me, give the impression that it is eternally spring and I will continue to keep them there for the forseeable future. Who doesn’t want to wake up to fake flowers? I also can’t forget the little piece of slate that I’m not really sure symbolises anything particular. My mum took it from a friends garden (asking beforehand if it was okay) to give me inspiration for my English coursework last year that discussed a poem about slate and talked about the history of Welsh industry (Owen Sheer’s History if you want to read it). The slate has made its permanent home on my bedside table.
Talking about all the things that reside on my bedside table makes me realise how much significance it has to my everyday being and the little things that make me who I am. From glasses to a lil’ piece of slate, the meaning goes from the aesthetic to the aspects that motivate me. Do you have a bedside table and if so what does it represent to you? Does it have any significance? I’d be interested to how the things that might be physically closest to us represent our own being.
lots of love, eleanor xx