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Instagram Top Nine of the Year

Camera on a wooden table with text "Top Nine Instagram photos"

The Instagram Top Nine of the Year has become “a thing” in recent times. In case you haven’t heard of it, a third party app will analyse all the likes on your photos of the year and show you a collage of your top nine pics.

Without further ado, here are mine!

Collage of my Top Nine Instagram photos

I thought it might be fun (for me, and also anyone reading, hopefully!) to hear more about the story behind each of the top nine pics. So, here goes!

Photo 1 – January

This was actually taken on New Years Day 2018. We hadn’t left our house in over a week (by choice, may I add) and thought perhaps we should integrate into society before the inevitable return to work. I thought it prudent to start the year wearing sparkles; why the hell not!

Photo 2 – February

A Sunday afternoon in February where I was forced to get dressed because a man came round to give us a quote on our garden makeover. This is actually a man’s t-shirt, from ASOS, I like the print. I remember captioning this picture with “double boobs” because both the pinup girl and myself were braless!

Photo 3 – February

We had a casual dress code at my old job; jeans were pretty much the norm. I’d worn these boots in an effort to have warm feet and legs under my desk in the office, but it still didn’t work!

Photo 4 – September

Taken in Oia, on the island of Santorini. This was our 10th wedding anniversary trip. Oia is one of the most beautiful places I have ever been to. One of these days I’ll actually get round to blogging about it!

Photo 5 – September

Posted on our 10th wedding anniversary, during the aforementioned Greek trip. The photo was originally taken on our wedding day, in Mauritius. We got married on the beach – it was idyllic. This is my most favourite of our wedding photos; perhaps of all time. You can read about our wedding here and here.

Photo 6 – August

2018 was the year of the garden, thanks to an incredible summer. I was out there as much as possible – planting flowers, eating food barbecued by the husband and having the occasional drink! This was taken on a lazy Sunday afternoon; my favourite kind of day. I made sangria a couple of times over the summer, and it was a hit. More of the same in 2019 please.

Photo 7 – September

Another one from our 10th wedding anniversary trip; this was part one – Athens. After a less than auspicious start on arrival the day before, we woke to beautiful blue skies for our first day of sightseeing. This was taken in Syntagma Square, opposite the Hellenic Parliament building after we’d watched the weekly Changing of the Guards ceremony. Read more about our trip to Athens here.

Photo 8 – December

A recent one here, taken just a couple of weeks back when we went to my “new job” Christmas party. I approach work events with trepidation, because who knows which Kelly might make an appearance! (my drinking has been known to take me by surprise – not big, and not clever). But it was a really good night, I was well behaved, the husband met a lot of my new work colleagues AND I go to wear my sequin trousers!

Photo 9 – April

Sequin skirt – say no more! This was an unnecessary and unseasonal purchase; who needs multi-coloured sparkles in April? The answer is obviously me! This skirt will never not make me smile. In fact, if we manage to leave the house to eat today, I think I’ll wear it. Starting last year with sparkles went down well, so…

I posted much less than usual on Instagram towards the latter part of the year, but I still absolutely love it as a social platform – it appeals to my nosy side (permission to look at other people’s lives, what’s not to like?!) and it’s a great way of documenting and looking back on your own life; days out, holidays, outfits and shoes!

Find me on Instagram here.

Did you do your Top Nine? Did it bring back good memories?

Thanks, as always, for reading. x


What I saved from the rubble

I read an article on the BBC news website speaking to people who survived the earthquake in Nepal.

You can read it here.

Reading this article made me feel a weird mix of emotions – both about the people in the article and myself.

I felt sad, humbled, in awe, selfish, greedy and very very Western as I read it. To think of the pain and suffering these people have gone through – losing their homes, memories and livelihood to a natural disaster. That, through it all, the lady who saved her water jug cares about doing things “right” for others. The lady who has a bag of rice for her family to live on. The lady who saved her prayer beads – still believing in a god when her home has been destroyed.

It’s hard to imagine a situation where your worldly belongings are taken from you by a natural disaster. Memories that you have collected throughout your life. Things that remind you of your childhood, or your family. To these people the smallest of things can mean the world to them. Living, as many of them do, without many possessions probably focusses the mind more around what’s important.

Why does this article make me feel bad things about myself? Because, whenever I’ve been asked in the past what I would save if my home was burning down, my first thoughts go to something materialistic, like a favourite coat or pair of shoes (well, husband first, but as he has much more about him than I do I’m assuming he’d be able to save himself). Even things like physical photographs hold no emotional connection anymore as everything is online and therefore accessible and replaceable. That the homeowner and student have to save physical pieces of paperwork to prove things to the authorities is incomprehensible to most of us, as we would pick up the telephone or go on the web to get duplicates.

I’m not going to make any grand gestures around the fact that I will buy less and care less about having a wardrobe full of clothes, because they would be empty words. But it’s sobering and important to read stories like this; to remind ourselves on days such as yesterday when I was moaning about the trivial side of life that so many are living with so little – and that their suffering continues long after the news coverage has stopped.