Growing up I planned to be work in fashion in London or New York, every teenagers dream, but somewhere along the way, as is the case for many of us twenty-somethings I have now found myself living in a haunted cottage alone, on there very edge of Argyll. This blog is about my journey out of here, getting back on track, and all the things I love (and sometimes hate) about being a twenty-something. I will find my way back into the city. Just give me a map please.