Aimee Horton

I had the time of my life.


On Saturday I went to a ball. A really life, grown up, charity ball.

It’s been a while since I’ve been to a posh do, I’m thinking probably pre-children, and it’s normally the sort of event I’d go to with Mr Aimee, however as it was my pal organising it, we decided just to go as the girls. (more…)

When time flies.


HOW IS IT APRIL? Seriously, how? Last time I checked I was embarking on dry January, and vowing to work out more regularly, eat healthily and generally be on the way to my perfect figure by the time the Easter Holidays came. (more…)