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When did it become okay to tell someone you don’t like how they look?


It never became okay!

I’ve noticed a recent increase in people commenting on how I look and giving me their quite frankly unwanted opinions on my personal decisions.


So let me clear this up: this is for all the unwanted hair-touchers, prodders and outspoken opinion makers who I’m sure we have all encountered, and maybe if you realise you have done this you can see how rude and inappropriate you have been.

Respect is the biggest lesson to be learnt here.

Here’s 5 things all arseholes don’t realise:

  • Touching a strangers hair is inappropriate & unwelcome attention.

I cannot really find anyway to make touching a strangers hair an appropriate way to greet someone, so first of all please don’t  do it on a whim because you don’t understand it, and second of all please just don’t ask to do it. Go home and Google it or something. Most people are happy to answer any questions you have, but please don’t interrupt my private conversations. The amount of times I’ve been interrupted by a random hair toucher is unreal! I would NEVER interrupt someone to ask a dumb question so STOP IT NOW!

  • Just because I look different doesn’t  mean I want to talk to you about it

You cannot comprehend how many times I have been asked ‘What do your tattoos mean?’

I don’t ask what your hairdo means or your clothes, really please just leave me alone.

To me it’s mainly decoration, and any that I have that do mean something, what do I owe to you to tell you?

It’s not a strangers business so back the fuck up.

  • People with tattoos think its a way to relate to me:

Okay, so you have tattoos, I have tattoos, that’s great, I still don’t want to talk about mine, so please stand here and tell me for hours about how and when and where you got yours and I can try slowly slither away out of earshot. Holy Christ. I don’t wanna talk about it.

(This one is probably the bane of my life.)

  • You don’t like my hair/tattoos/piercings/image/style and feel an unbearable need to let me know:

I don’t judge you or comment on your life, so please keep your thoughts to yourself. I have a partner and I am very happy and content. I don’t need your approval and I am very aware of my life choices. It doesn’t bother me if you don’t like something about me, but I would certainly never feel the need to tell anyone friend or stranger something about their image that I personally didn’t like. Keep it to yourself! How rude of you! Live and let live!

  • You need to let me know that I’m probably going to regret that:

Oh yeah, so I never realised until you mentioned that it’s permanent.

Yeah I’ll totes regret it.

I hate your face!


So, what I’m trying to say is that I don’t understand why people think its okay to comment, is it because they think I want the attention? I genuinely think that some people assume that if you have tattoos and piercings and ‘mad’ hair you are doing it for attention, well you are very wrong.

I along with most other people who are seen as alternative are just being who we are.

I understand why people ask about these things but most of the time I get asked in a very rude manner. I worded this post in a jokey manner to try keep it fun. I am never rude to people who do ask me about things, but I would live a simpler life without this hassle as I’m sure a lot of people would too.

I choose to live my life this way and I like to decorate my body, I would never dream of asking someone why they don’t have body modifications so please give us a break and realise that we don’t all live our lives  in the same way!

* as a back note I’d like to say that I understand genuine human curiosity and that I can respect that and I can tell the people who are genuinely curious from the invasive rude people! Most of you are just lovely, it’s just a small percentage that lets us down.

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I just want to make a house, with our hands.

I just want to find a place, a beach.

I just want to make a house, with our hands.

I just want to hold the earth and squeeze it tight.

I want to hold you in my arms, surrounded by the ground that we made into a home.

I want to see you everyday.

I want to taste new tastes with you.

I want to wake up with you.

I want to wander around.

I want to wonder.

I wonder.


Lets wander the lands whilst we can, and please, kiss me.

Always, kiss me.

I love you and I want you to hold my hand forever.

No-one else can hold me like you do.

No-one else can make me laugh like you do.

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“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.” ― Fyodor Dostoyevsky

We all know what will make us happy and successful in the long term, but we often choose the quick, easy & temporary fix.

For example, sleeping in real late ( I’m so guilty of this) rather than getting up and doing things that long term make our life easier &  feel good and less stressed out.

If I write a list of what I really want and what makes me happy, none of them (really) involve lying in every day, it should be a nice treat and I know that deep down.

I think it’s important to write down the things that make you really buzz and feel ALIVE in order to head on the path to your dream life.

So here’s my list.

*Everyone’s is different, but here’s a wee snippet of some of mine*

  • Being around my friends SOBER, giggling a good hearty laugh, hanging out with my boy & the obvious 😉
  • Babbling over numerous cups of tea( especially with my pal Dani, long overdue mate!) for hours on end, and not realising the time.
  • Exploring new places & travelling the world. The beaches, the sun, the language, the flavours. Feeling the heat on my skin, the smell of a tan, and the feeling of freedom and opportunity.
  • Drawing, creating unique art, showcasing your vision of your world. Writing and inspiring.
  • Burlesque, watching performers, performing and creating routines. The buzz of the stage, it gets me every time and I remember why the nerves were worth it.
  • Running & yoga. I bloody love these two things ESPECIALLY. Why am I not doing them regularly?!
  • Eating fresh, healthy, earthy cruelty free food & nourishing my body. This was one of the key factors in my recovery from numerous almost fatal eating disorders and I could not be more thankful for my path on vegan-ism.

We are all connected.

One person making a few changes in their life which alters their happiness & therefore changes their perception of the world without a doubt also affects the people around them.

So, me changing a few aspects of my life can then in turn easily affect my parents life for the better. They know that I feel good and they have one less thing to worry about or feel responsible and more to feel proud of. In turn, surely their friends/partners/relatives/colleagues notice this change and it acts like a sort of  chain reaction. My encounters with everyone would also be much more positive and so it would spread to people they meet & know too.

If I am down and not taking positive steps forward in my life, then when I have say, a negative encounter with a customer at work, then I may be more susceptible to take that personally. If I am truly content and secure, then I will have the clarity and the ability to know that the customers negative actions are in fact not at all my fault or responsibility and therefore will not affect me. In theory, preventing anybody else’s troubles becoming or adding to mine. This makes perfect sense (to me, anyway). I hope you’re still with me.

The best thing to do to be happy and fulfilled is pretty obvious and we all know deep down….

Do the things that make you feel happy and fulfilled.

(On a side note, when I write these things, it’s kinda like I’m teaching myself what I already know,but don’t put into action. I’m not writing this as if I’m a pro and do all these things, but really instead as a collection of my thoughts that I know I need to collect and articulate and share, to help myself. This is my therapy, and hopefully it helps you too. )

So here’s some tips. 

  • If you dislike your current situation, write down things you often do & how they make you feel both long-term and short-term. For example: ‘I work hard all week so I go out on a Friday & Saturday and get absolutely blootered’ (Scottish for drunk, very drunk!) and note how you feel at the time and then how you feel by Monday. Long-term, is that sustainable and are you reaching your goals through repeating that every week? Focus on the ones that make you feel good both short term and long term, they’re keepers!
  • Do you justify your actions because ‘everyone’ else does it.? Truth is, everyone else probably doesn’t. At least not the successful ones.
  • Think of alternatives. If there’s things you can change to give yourself a happy balance, then work on that. Don’t cut out everything you love if it doesn’t have good long-term gain. Go out one night a week instead of two, you’ll appreciate it more, just like that lie in. Change your job to one you enjoy more even if it’s less pay. You’ll be happier in general and not be spending so much money on material crap to try make your life bearable outside of work.

I’ll leave it at that for now, but I’ll maybe revisit this topic again soon!

I hope this helped you to focus on being a wee bit more in control of your life and reaching your goals.

Much love ❤


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A plan is not a plan until it’s said out loud

So, a plan is not really a plan until it’s written, at least that’s what I think. It’s the first step to getting everything moving.

Here’s the first draft of my plan.

I’m writing it as fact.

Me and my beautiful man Stu are going to travel this year to South East Asia.

We are leaving Scotland in October.


Flying to Hanoi, Vietnam.

Travelling through Vietnam to Laos. Then into Cambodia. From there we go to Thailand.

The plan is to take our time, spend longer periods in the cheaper places, and then finally in December, fly from Kuala Lumpur to Australia and spend Christmas 2015 with his family.

Then my one year visa starts and we travel to the Whitsundays and live and work there for a while.

And then who knows?

What needs to be done to make this happen?

Well, a lot.

A whole lot of saving needs to happen.

A pro-active Morv needs to rise up out of the lazy one that currently exists.

The plan?


Draw like I’ve never drawn before.




Save half of all the money I make from drawing and burlesque.

Save it and we will go!

I think the best way to look at it is how easy it is to spend money.

It is just as easy to save and more fulfilling.

Save a hundred pounds, thirty times. 


Think positive.

We want this and we WILL make this happen.

People have done crazier things.

One of my ideas is to start making clothing with my artwork.

Would you buy something?

What would you like?

Would you buy a t-shirt/vest with my designs on?

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Please let me know.

And before you ask, Lola has a beautiful home with one of my best friends whilst I’m away.

She’s in safe hands.

As am I with Stu.



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The love of creation is my motivation.


“The two terrors that discourage originality and creative living are fear of public opinion and undue reverence for one’s own consistency.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

I am trying to be an artist.

I am an artist.

Am I an artist?

What the hell.

I draw. Not as much as I’d like to. The art of acknowledging that there’s always distractions, but the ability to get on with it anyway.

I know I can draw. But I think I am similar to a lot of other creative people who suffer from a lack of faith in their own abilities.

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The Ambition: To be a full time artist.

The Reality: I sit in a room with paper and pens and try to find anything else I can do instead. Even the dishes needing done seem more appealing at times.

I have a pile of unfinished drawings.

Money is not an incentive for my art. In fact sometimes it hinders my abilities. Money is not my motivation.

The love of creation is my motivation.

No matter what you create, we all need motivation to get it done. Whether your meditation is cooking, drawing, dancing, cycling, sailing, walking or whatever else, we all need to be driven to do it, often the struggle of doing it is highly outweighed by the feeling of achievement or satisfaction.

I’m just finding it to be a struggle at the moment and it feels like I have so many commissions to do, and I really need to start planning and get an organised system in place. Is this just supposed to come naturally to me?

Well, no, I’m pretty sure it is supposed to be difficult, because I’m learning that all of the best and most worthwhile things in life usually are.


So, I’ve changed things up a bit lately. I’m not at home just now because I ran away to a beautiful place called Plockton in Wester Ross, about three weeks ago. I love my hometown and all of my friends are the most fantastic, funny and beautiful people. But I had to get out. Sometimes you get stuck in a bit of a rut and need some breathing space, a change of scenery, new faces, new places (and some sailing races.)


As I’m writing I even feel like my writing isn’t even flowing as well as normal, and I’m really forcing it, but this is what I’m talking about. It’s hard and you have to force it sometimes to get the natural flow back, kinda like unblocking a drain i guess.


Plockton is an amazing, friendly and beautiful place where my mum and dad met 40 years ago.

Maggie, my mum, was working in the Plockton Hotel and my dad Peter, was a storm-bound sailor who went to the pub to sing a few tunes with his guitar. Getting plied with booze from a member of staff who was obviously a wee bit taken with his folksy tunes and rugged beard, Petey and Mags soon became a bit of an item!

Ever since I was born, I’ve been coming to Plockton during the holidays with my family. It’s a beautiful sailing village about four and a half hours away from Glasgow. It’s full of lovely folk and there’s a great sense of community and security here. The bay is nice and sheltered and full of boats, not to mention the beautiful palm trees lining the main road, Harbour Street.


When here, we usually stay here with our second family, The Mackenzies. Calum runs Calum’s Seal Trips and this trip, I’ve been staying next door with two of my friends, Malcolm and David. This year Malcolm was the Commodore, which basically means the president of the sailing club, so he was really busy during Regatta, which is a series of sailing races that take place over a two week period. The regatta is ended of with lots of celebrating: a concert, awards presentation and ceilidh in the village hall on the last Friday, and then the next day a Ragamuffin race


(A fun race for the local kids where they design their own topical sails and are judged on them) followed by dancing in the main street, into the wee hours, where everyone ends up in the local Inn jumping around to the sounds of the local fling band.

I love it here and although I haven’t been super creative, it has been really great to be out in the fresh air, socializing and being far out of the way of Paisley. I’ll be home next week though, motivated and refreshed and ready to put my plans into action.

Sometimes it is okay to feel like you are doing nothing. More often than not, that is exactly what we need. Time to reflect and look at what aspects of our lives aren’t serving us anymore and what areas require change. I think we are made to feel so bad sometimes by society for not doing certain things. We all need a break from the daily pressures of modern life.


Follow your heart, feel no guilt, and be honest and kind. You never know when your time is up so don’t waste it on negative emotions. Worrying is a waste of time.

Act with kindness and love and you simply cannot go wrong.

Most definitely one of my favourite and yet one of the simplest affirmations to keep in mind every day:

Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.” – Dalai Lama

Much love and light from beautiful Plockton.

You can get in touch with me about artwork through the blog contact page or have a look at current and past work on my Facebook page.

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Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it. – Greg Anderson


Often we are made to feel that our achievements are merely the end result of our hard work when, in fact the most enjoyable,  meaningful and memorable parts of our lives are often not the milestones themselves, but rather, they are what we discover during the process.

“Do not indulge in dreams of having what you have not, but reckon up the chief of the blessings you do possess, and then thankfully remember how you would crave for them if they were not yours.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

I don’t know many people who would talk about the day they graduated as the best experience of their lives. On the contrary, I know many, many people including myself, who would talk about how much they loved their time as a student, the friends they made, the nights out, the partying, the laughter at their failures, looking back at the foolishness of leaving assignments to the very last night before they were due, the exam panics, their frantic love lives, nights in, nights out, the joy of student discounts, working out how to pay bills and wash clothes without mum, summer holidays, wearing the same (hoodies & jeans) clothes most of the time, surviving mainly solely on cheap pasta and lager, keeping fit by walking all over town up and down stairs from class to class, not worrying about too many responsibilities and just being happy & grateful to make it through to another school year.

Some things never really change, we keep going through the same challenges our whole lives, always hoping one day we’re going to make it. There’s no end though. What are we looking for? You could have the longest most impressive CV ever written, you could have climbed up snow topped mountains, parachuted out of planes, or cycled across the Arabian desert (that one would be really impressive)!


If you didn’t live within that moment though, if you didn’t stop to take a deep breath, if you didn’t focus on the present, let yourself go and immersed yourself in it, with no flicker of guilt of what you did yesterday, and no worries of what could have happened tomorrow. If you spent your time dreaming of what else could be happening, wishing you were somewhere else, younger, older, fitter, kinder, meaner, faster, more successful, more like that guy you heard about, more like your mums neighbours daughter who’s jet setting all over the world on a huge wage for a successful company, feeling jealous, feeling like the grass is greener elsewhere, dreaming about “if onlys” then you really haven’t made the most of the present. It doesn’t matter. We should be trying to be bettering ourselves not trying to be better than others.


We’ve forgotten that in fact nobody has reached their destination. Every body is on a journey. Focus on that journey. Trust me, its the best part. If you’re unemployed, spend your time wisely and make the most of your spare time because trust me when you have a job you will pine for the times you didn’t have to work, and will wish you had made the most of it. As is true from the other perspective, as money does not provide us with happiness, but quite often a unique purpose does and we are too often reliant on others to provide ourselves with a purpose in life. The most fulfilling thing you can do is to get up and give yourself a purpose, use your potential. It doesn’t have to be a massively impressive purpose. Feed it and it will grow.

Believing that “Once I have a baby, my life will be better” or convincing yourself that “Getting married will fix our relationship”,  that bagging your dream job, losing the last of that Christmas weight or winning a huge sum of money will make you happy will not help you to succeed in seeing the full potential in yourself. Of course there is nothing wrong with wanting these things, but if you are looking for these things to add more to your meaning in life without being already able to see the beauty in your life NOW then it is likely to be a short term gain. You will still have the same issues, and the lack of coping mechanisms. It is just as hard to be a failure as it is to be a success. You deserve to realize your potential now. Let’s stop worrying.

“Regain your senses, call yourself back, and once again wake up. Now that you realize that only dreams were troubling you, view this ‘reality’ as you view your dreams.”
Marcus Aurelius, Meditations



“Writing, someone said, is turning blood into ink. Whatever, the idea of suffering is so natural to both writers and runners it seems to be a common bond.” – Running and Being, Dr George Sheehan

A few weeks ago, my brother’s wife Sarah shared a link online about a challenge called 5×50. I looked up the website www.5× to see what it was all about. This challenge meant signing up to a website and then agreeing to run, jog, walk (or equivalent) a 5 kilometer distance every day for 50 days. It sounded a bit overwhelming!

I didn’t want to sign up to the website, (that’s my inner rebellious streak showing) but I decided straight away that I wanted to do this challenge myself!

One of the reasons I didn’t sign up to the official challenge is because I wanted to show how it’s possible to challenge yourself and use your own progress as an incentive. I also wanted this to become a habit in my life, so if I was doing the official challenge maybe I would feel relieved for it to be over after 50 days, whereas this way, I can use my intuition  and I know that I am finding ways everyday to make sure I fit my life around my workout. Also the faster and fitter I get, the less time my workout takes up out of my life! Only around 2 weeks in and I already feel like I now need to get out for my wee run or a nice long walk everyday to function properly!


I downloaded  the Map My Run app for my Samsung (Android) phone and I started using it straight away! The actual 5×50 challenge started officially on Sunday the 30th March, so although i started a week early trying and testing all the walks ahead of time to make sure I felt I could commit to it, I’m officially 13 straight days into it so far!

If you want to see my progress/ keep up to date/ join in then you can find my app uploads on by searching for Punk Morvs. You may need an account to access all the information though, but it would be great if you have an account, then add me as a friend! I’d love some running buddies, wherever you are in the world!


I got my Nike running shoes, my super comfy and warm black leggings/ yoga pants ( with reflector detail) and my cute little training socks all at Sports Direct on Paisley High Street. My sports bras were pretty good value too from Primark. I usually wear any old t-shirt with the rest of my gear, plus I tie my hair up in a cute bandana so it’s outta my face. You don’t need to break the bank buying running gear and you don’t need to wear nasty sportswear ( I love my tacky pink and blue trainers!). You can still totally dress like yourself, which in my case is just a bit strange, but who cares! As long as you feel comfortable that’s the most important thing!


Myself (looking very sleepy!) with some lovely ladies, including my sister Cat, just before we ran the Barcelona Half Marathon last year!


I would never have thought I could run a half marathon, nevermind a marathon (which definitely seems more realistic now!) so it was a really fulfilling experience! If you just sign up to these things, even just a 5km race or 10km race with your friends you will get through it and feel so proud!


I just recently moved house so it’s been great to get out and about to discover the local area, plus with the GPS function on my phone the app it shouts out tells me when I have completed each kilometer and it records it really easily afterwards, uploading it online to the map my run website with the simplest push of a button. It records a full map of my route, saves the route in case I (or anyone else) want to do the same route again, and records all of my splits too so I can see what areas of a workout need to be, well, worked on! Plus, if I ever feel lost I can easily work out on the map where i am and feel free to adventure knowing i can get home okay and vaguely how far away I am.

You can view some of my routes here.


Lola relaxing in Barshaw Park after a long walk. Greyhounds are notoriously lazy!

Lola (my rescue greyhound) is excellent company during our long walks and she can certainly sprint when given the opportunity, but 5km+ runs are not her bag, so if I feel I need some quality time with my girl or if my legs are tired, I just walk with Lola for between 45minutes and 1 hr & a half to get in our daily walk instead of a run. Lola’s a major sniffer and stops a lot to do so, so she makes walks very slow, whereas a 5km run can take as little as 25-30 minutes out of your day when you are alone and focused.


I think the other lovely thing is that it feels as if spring has sprung! The weather has been so beautiful and I hate sitting about in the house when its so beautiful outside!

It is hard. It’s really hard. The key is to stop thinking. Just put on your shoes, get excited about the breeze in your face and THAT feeling you get afterwards. It’s not about being the best. It is about doing the best for yourself. I read a really good article about the fact that it is hard or uncomfortable when you are running at times, but if you just keep going from that point and don’t give up, you realize it never gets worse than that, you just get used to the feeling, or it goes away/ becomes less important and then you lose yourself in the moment. It’s a bit like taking out the rubbish, after a run I feel like I’ve thrown all of my worries and tension into a bin and it’s no longer my trash to carry around!


My sister Cat & I after the Nike Cursa Bombers in Barcelona a couple of years ago. It translates as the Fireman’s Run, where the firemen of Barcelona run the full 10 km race in their heavy fire fighting suits. They must have been boiling, it was so humid! I made wee silly fiery hair accessories for it and covered my face in glitter, so they would chase me ( justified this in my head that I would maybe look on fire and that they would chase me trying to put me out)!


It’s very hard in the beginning to understand that the whole idea is not to beat the other runners. Eventually you learn that the competition is against the little voice inside you that wants you to quit.”George Sheehan

The one other important factor for me personally that I am reluctant to mention too much, but which I think others may find helpful, is the effect on my mental health since I started making a real effort to spend time with myself doing physically and/ or mentally demanding things everyday. My self esteem has increased, as has my self worth. My symptoms of past problems have pretty much been shot out the water because i have no room in my life for silly problems anymore. I am full of natural highs and a feeling of being connected to nature, my old negative and unhelpful thoughts barely cross my mind anymore. There’s an awful lot to be said for losing your thoughts whilst running through nature. It’s about taking the bins out every day and not letting the rubbish mount up in your mind or on your shoulders.


When I lived in Castelldefels near Barcelona, my favourite runs were either the run down to the beach where you were rewarded with the sea breeze and sandy feet or the cooler more secluded run through the forest with all of its hills and trees shading the sun.

Whilst in Barcelona, I also participated in a really fun session of Laughter Yoga during an Improvised Comedy weekend getaway with some pals. It was basically hours of full on playing like children and getting back to letting yourself be free of judgement of others, allowing your creativity to flow like it did as a child. It was brilliant fun, we were so sore from laughing so hard and absolutely exhausted too!


Laughter yogis after a sticker fight.

I found it really fun and useful and I have found some classes in Partick, Glasgow, with a place called Joyworks. I’m not sure if they will be taught in the same style as in Barcelona but I’m definitely excited to try it!

There’s a class on next Thursday night (17th April) if any body is interested coming along with me?

The details of the event are here.

Leave me a comment or contact me through the contact page if you have any questions.

Thank you so much for reading and I really would love to hear if I’ve inspired you to get out and about in nature or just out and about more aware of the present moment.

I really hope that you’ve enjoyed reading my blog.

“It is never too late to become what you might have been” – George Eliot



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I Was Never The Girl Next Door.

“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously. And because all things have contributed to your advancement, you should include all things in your gratitude.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

ImageI LOVE a good wholesome chunk of R.W.Emerson knowledge in my life every so OFTEN. It’s so important to keep yourself seeing and focusing on the positives in life as these are the things that grow and create new and better things. By fixating on the bad, we only see and create more negativity. Being aware of this is the only thing necessary to change the pattern. I often stop myself mid way through thinking or ‘feeling’ something, as I realise that I’ve really only been focusing on the bad stuff. But that’s good! At least you realise it, even if you still did it, you’re aware! That’s real good! Don’t beat yourself up about anything. They are only thoughts in your mind and you can easily transform them into positives with simply a change of mind set.

So, as I mentioned in previous blogs I was a finalist in The Miss Scottish Pin Up 2014 pageant,( under my model name Delilah Cocklepop)  which was being held at The Scottish Tattoo Convention in The Corn Exchange, Edinburgh on Saturday the 29th March. I am not a very competitive character so I found this an especially challenging task to undertake it, but I’m proud I did, so please read on and see how it all worked out.


I had been so nervous that I had creepily contacted one of the other girls who I had figured out was also a participant, and y’know I had a real good feeling about her. That girl was Molly Spartan aka Louise Marshall, who was basically the babe who held me together all day. We had a total laugh and I’m so glad to have met her. She just happens to be kick ass and has a big part in the running of ICW (Insane Championship Wrestling) so NOT ONLY is she a hot pinup babe, super organised, friendly & funny, she’s also bad ass! We had a proper giggle, and we went out for a cheeky wee dinner at The City Cafe afterwards, with her beautiful pal Suzie. It was so American diner stylesque and we even got there in time to have our own booth! It was brilliant! A wee roll and mug of soup went down very well after a busy pinup day. It felt like I had ended up at the right place with the right people.


Suzie, Louise & I all relaxed after a busy day…


The day was excellent, the other girls were all fantastic, inspiring and friendly and the pageant was hosted by the beautiful freshly wed ( merely a few days beforehand in New Zealand so slightly jetlagged) Rachel Renegade, who is a member of the Pretty Things Peepshow cast!


The very beautiful Miss Nikki Pozo and I got photographed by The Sun photographers and we were featured in The Sun on Sunday the very next day!


The pageant itself was really nerve-wracking as we hadn’t been on the stage before and it was the very first time the pageant had taken place (plus most of the girls first time ever doing something like this) so we were all super nervous. We walked out into the BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ of tattoo guns and we realised pretty quickly that probably the punters were much more interested in the tats getting done at stalls than us, so once we had done our wee posey swimwear round, I think I speak for a lot of the girls in saying that we felt much more confident after that.




The next round was Eveningwear, followed by a short interview. I was brickin’ the interview bit. I just end up always saying the most wrong/ most innapropriate /crazy things so this was a bit of a nervey one too, but everyone aced it!


God, these girls looked good and could talk the talk and walk the walk!


I took a risk and decided to wear lots of colours and patterns, plus black lips for the evening wear round. I know it may not be traditional pin up but it’s what pin up is to me so I was true to myself and I can see that I’m not fitting into the classic pinup style. I’ve always been a bit  out there.

The thing is too, I’m not just a pin up. I’m a mish mash. One day I’m a punk rocker, next I’m rockin’ 50’s classic style, next day I’ll be wearing black lipstick and a rock tee. I see STYLE as ever changing with YOUR mood, which is a beautiful thing. As opposed to fashion which is just what magazines want you to buy full price in the shops. Stop giving into fashion and just explore what you love. Sorry boy readers. But this can apply to you too! 🙂 There is nothing better than a man with his his own personal style!

I got these shoes for only £10 in The Cooperative shop in The Paisley Centre. Whaaaaat?! I’m in love, They’re so much better in person. Best bargain. PVC, Bright, Comfy. Awesome.


Photo doesn’t even do them justice! 🙂


It’s a blurry photo, but you get the idea, hopefully!

By this point I think everyone was knackered! Even the photographing friends!

We then had a good wee break until we were back up for the announcement of the top 3, the 1st, 2nd & 3rd!

Which was……



In 3rd Place: My beautiful bestie Miss Molly Spartan

In 2nd Place: The Fabulous Miss Nikki Pozo

And in 1st Place, was the lovely Miss Edith!

Edith was so beautiful, kind and friendly all day, as were all these luverrrly chicks.

All the runners up received a beautiful fresh single red rose and a badge.


I ended up having great banter on the train home too! Being sober on Saturday night train is awesome!

Thank you so much for your support and for reading my blog !


Whether or not you’re a pinup, a goth, a ned, a hippy, or a WHATEVER. Let’s not worry about that. Don’t let any fools let you down in any way. Take part in life in a fun and loving way and enjoy all of the experiences you need to deal with. People are great, loving, fun, but they can be mean and harsh. The best thing you can ever do is just to remind yourself of the FACT that only what matters is your opinion of yourself. Because that is what others tend to base their own off. So make yours good. Make it positive. You’re a star and worth so much than you believe.

The Pinup Contest scared the shit outta me, that’s why I did it. I didn’t hope to win as an achievement, because for me, just even turning up and daring to bare my flesh was an achievement personally. So don’t you ever feel intimidated by anything or anyone. You are all powerful and if you just go with the flow, it’ll see you alright. The pageant was brilliant! It wasn’t too scary or any of the things I could have imagined it to be. I learnt a big lesson in why not to over think these kinds of situations!

What a brilliant selection of artists there was! Much love and please post your tattoo photos from the convention if you can!


Lots of love & happiness

Morv x



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Oh, I love London Society!


“Oh, I love London Society! It has immensely improved. It is entirely composed now of beautiful idiots and brilliant lunatics. Just what Society should be.”

Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband

On Thursday of last week I went down to London by train, on a wee adventure to meet my friend John. We had tickets to see Rodriguez at The Hammersmith Apollo, or rather the Eventim Apollo as it’s now called. If you’ve never heard of Rodriguez, I don’t blame you at all as unless you have seen the documentary “Searching for Sugarman”. If you are a music fan (Is it even possible to not like music?) then you have 111% gotta see this film.


Basically in a nutshell, Sixto Diaz Rodriguez, from Detroit, Michigan made two albums in the 70’s,  which never really took off or gave him much fame at all and he ended up just getting on with his everyday life. Meanwhile though in South Africa, he became a household name. Two South African dudes in the 90’s ended up coming to Detroit to try and find him, filming the search as a documentary, and so the movie “Searching for Sugarman” was made. Since the films release he has started touring again at the age of 71. WHAT A LEGEND. So we HAD to jump at the chance to see him play live!

Rodriguez at Hammersmith Apollo

John had gone to see him play previously in Birmingham on the Tuesday (superfan) and I met him on the Thursday in London straight off the train. We Were staying near Earls Court, which was cool and we were pretty close to the gig. I was really pleasantly surprised by London.


People were so friendly and chatty with us. But the crowd were hard at the actual gig, hardly anyone moved down from near the bar and there were people in the corridor! We arrived just as Rodriguez was coming on so it was perfect timing, but we were stuck next to the bar and underneath the balcony and you could not hear properly. I’m no expert but the sound wasn’t reaching underneath the balcony. So I took a big gulp and me and John attempted to swagger through the tight crowd, we got about 3 feet, and had to sheepishly retreat as folk literally just would not let us through. It was so senseless! There was loads of space on the main floor further down! A couple of minutes later a group managed to create a sort of snaking effect through the crowd which us and many others joined ( much to the dismay of some of the other punters: “You better not stand in front of me mate!”) A few elbows to the stomach and bitchy comments later and we were in a lovely spacious area not too far from the stage, and we could hear! Although, overall I did think the sound was pretty bad. My mate Stevie, The Bungalow sound man extraordinaire woulda owned it. I totally felt for Rodriguez cos things seemed to keep going wrong for him, like his guitar didn’t work so he had to swap for an electric guitar from the guy in his band, and his guitar strap kept falling off during the performance. The crowd were very supportive though and overall it was a brilliant gig!

Instead of doing a boring day by day account of what we did in sweet lil’ London town, I’m just gonna mention some of my favourites!

  • Camden.


I’ve always found it a really interesting wee place to wander around, even though I tend to get a bit overwhelmed! There’s so much to see! After a while you realise that most of the stalls and shops are selling the same things, but here are a few of the things that I found that I loved!


When we first got off the underground and arrived, we were absolutely starving! I bought a dress at a stall on Inverness Street to wear to The Miss Scottish Pinup 2014,   but I wont share a photo of that until after the pinup thing ( hopefully it fits cos I had to try it on over a jumper!) John noticed a Brazilian restaurant so we thought we’d give it a bash! It was called Made in Brasil.

Made in Brasil, Camden


The food we had for lunch was excellent and it was super great value! So refreshing to try something different and it totally reminded me of my South American travels. It seemed like very authentic food!


The tin Camden High Street sign above was one of my purchases (it’ll look great in my kitchen, as well as a Beatles ‘Help’ tin sign which I’m gonna put in my bedroom or lounge. They’re really quite big and sturdy! I love the Camden one cos it’s all rusty and looks proper like someone’s ripped it off the wall. i got them both for £20 at an indoor stall.

We also went into The Hawley Arms in Camden, which I believe is where many a famous head has reared their fame head, including Winehouse, Docherty, Fielding and Brand so we had to give it a visit. The weather was amazing and boy did we need a seat after walking around all day so we got a drink and headed up stairs. They have a beautiful outdoor sun trap of a terrace but it was mobbed and not a seat free to be seen ( It was Saturday and nearing St Paddys day!) So we sadly didn’t stay long!

It was still a great wee place.

I saw this when I went to the toilets. I really did love Amy Winehouse. She was totally magnificent and it was cool to be somewhere I knew she used to hang out. (Creepy,  I know)



  • Coconut Water


Ohhh…. if you know me at all, then you know I love this stuff! I could move to London just for the fact that they sell this in ice cold 500ml cans for £1.49 at pretty much every corner shop! I fell in love with a brand called Foco,which was coconut juice not just water, so that means it had extra added bits, probably why it was so moreish! They do sell lots of lovely flavours of pure coconut water too though! Their coconut juice had pulp added so it was like wee lovely bits of coconut floating about in it. I dunno, maybe that sounds horrific to you, but I fell in love! You can buy it on Amazon by the crate…. YUM!

That Aloe juice stuff in the photo was a bit much, even for me, but I’m sure it was probably really healthy. I’ve heard great things about Aloe. It was just the taste, the texture, the gloopiness and bits in this product: It just wasn’t for me.

  • Shoreditch Grind


We stayed just off Old Street in the East End and it was brilliant! There was an amazing wee coffee shop by day, cocktail bar by night just two minutes away from our accommodation called Shoreditch Grind and it was excellent! I would really recommend visiting this place if you’re in the area. Plus, they were so busy they forgot to make my cocktail so I got a second one for free which was very kind of them! They also make coffee based cocktails which I wish I had tried!

My cocktail of choice here was a Negroni. It’s made up of three parts: gin, semi sweet vermouth (rosso) and Campari served with a lemon rind and ice. Beautiful!


  • The Night Jar

We found a total gem with this one by simply asking a local for a recommendation for a good place t0 go out and they told us that The Night Jar was a must do! From my experience travelling I have learnt that it is so much better to talk to people and find out what the locals do rather than fall into the usual tourist traps or big franchise type business void of character. This was definitely worth it!


We went by at around 9pm and they said it was £7 cover at the door and as we hadn’t booked it would be unlikely to get in. The lovely bouncer told us that if we swung by around 11.30pm we would get in for free but the jazz band would have finished by then and we would still not be guaranteed a seat.  He also claimed that it was the second best bar in the world! So we were sold! And very intrigued! We came back at around 11pm, only queued for around 10/15 minutes and we got a table to ourselves and a very interesting cocktail menu.


It wasn’t too fancy or overly expensive, ( I actually thought it was super reasonable compared to say TGI’s and the presentation was always unexpected and out of this world) although the cocktail menu included some very interesting ideas and ingredients!


I don’t know if you can see but seaweed air is one of the ingredients in a cocktail! I obviously picked it out of curiosity!


The staff were lovely, accommodating and attentive. The surroundings were lovely, and was very atmospheric. I would definitely recommend this place to anybody visiting London. It’s just 2 minutes walk from Old Street underground station.


John ended up shunning the cocktails for some lovely craft beer, Blue moon in fact, which is delightful! ( We have it on tap at The Bungalow) They even put blood orange in it instead of just your normal average orange slice!


The thing is that the ingredients listed for the cocktails sounded really interesting, but you didn’t know what you were gonna get. A cocktail I ordered came out with a full meringue, a mini whisk and fruit on top, and the other one I had came in a huge bamboo cup with rum soaked Madeira cake with a melted chocolate on top! John ordered one that came with a full milk chocolate spoon! They were so brilliant and creative!

  • Poppies

We found this amazing little fish & chip shop called Poppies on our wanders and fell in love! It was all vintage and lovely. Full of memorabilia and the staff were all in cute pinup outfits! (There’s also one in Camden and i was so tempted to revisit!) The food was great, the setting divine and just what we needed after a big traipse around town! John even broke his pickled egg virginity!


  • Brick Lane

We headed down Brick Lane way toward Spitalfields for some vintage bargains, and I was right in about it! Within two shopsworth of browsing I found a beautiful blue mohair vintage cardigan that I loved! It has two Paisley pattern scarves running up each side and I HAD to get it OKAY! 🙂


After we’d been here I lost my mojo a bit, I’m not one for loadsa shopping and neither is John so we wandered our way back home. We were parched on the journey and there shined a shiny shiny beacon of hope right in front of us! The Commercial Tavern!


This place was cool! It was so shabby it was chic. Wallpapered doors, distressed furniture alongside deluxe chaise longues, drippy paint work, eclectic tiled bar, vogue cuttings on the wall. It was just cool okay.

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I almost forgot! I found a Lola ( my greyhound) just off  Brick Lane and I got so excited!


After our stay in the centre of London we headed to a lovely wee place called Berkhamsted where we stayed with John’s mate Dave. He was cool and we had a good few nights there!


They were all really cool, and Dave was a great host! I even did a 10km run one day along the canal, I got lost among the forests too,  it was so beautiful!

So that’s about all I have to mention on my wee trip away! It always feels like way too much stuff for me to write, nevermind the amount there is for  someone having to read it. But I hope you still enjoy it!

Let me know about your travels! I love to hear your comments and your experiences in similar places!

Lots of love


What lies behind you and what lies infront of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.

No matter how good or bad I’m feeling, I can always find a Ralph Waldo Emerson quote to make sense of it all.

“What lies behind you and what lies infront of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.”

I have been real sensitive lately (stoating around with the sensation a big black cloud dragging over my head) and I think a lot of my friends have too. Everyone seems to be either not sleeping or sick or tired of life or some other thing that makes them feel rubbish. But let’s be honest this is because of the life we are told and are pressured to have. To work, to be the best to do everything, pay fines, abide the law, don’t question things, to work, work, work. You’re working for pennies for them but they charge you hundreds for the right to be warm. It’s insanity and the sooner we realise it, the better.

I travelled through South America a few years ago and it only cemented even more in my mind how life should be lived. I worked on a farm in Ecuador, we collected corn from the fields for hours in the mornings and the hot heat of the days (hard, hard work) then we played around, taught english,  climbed up waterfalls, swung over the river hanging onto long vines, we ran about, we TALKED, we had fun, and we ate some of the food we had gathered that day, cooking it together. No TV, no internet, no shower, no distraction, also, no toilet!



This beautiful unedited image of a horse was taken by my pal Louise Steven Mackie whilst we were lost trekking in the mountains from the jungle to the village we were staying in. We got separated from everyone, and one of my favourite things about Ecuador was the mist and the sensation of walking in the mountains way above the clouds. We saw this horse as we came over  the hill. It was the only life we saw in miles, and made us feel less lost. So peaceful, so tranquil. Ecuador is a beautiful, beautiful country. Please visit it if you can. I would give anything to go back.


We travelled with two Canadians we met in a cafe one day, Troy and Tristan (pictured trying to eat a worm) He found this earthworm and goddamn it was the biggest earthworm I have ever seen or thought could exist. Earth snake.  Tristan and Troy later came to stay with me and Louise in our apartment in Cusco, Peru. They had really smelly feet and were great banter. We miss them.

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You can actually see the sea of clouds below us in the background. Amazing!


It was brilliant!

If there is one thing I could advise you to do it is to go travel. You DO NOT need loads of money. Go volunteer somewhere, do something good, and then expand your travels. And your mind. I ended up spending 9 months in S.A. It was some of the best times of my life. It was scary and unnerving, but there is nothing better than that to make you feel alive.

We did WOOFing on the farm (Working On Organic Farms) but our farm lady was particularly mental, so it made for a very interesting stay! We got held up by gunmen on a bus at 3am driving through Colombia and got mega robbed. The whole next day was awful, we sat trembling in a bus station but we got on with it, and if I’m totally honest, I miss my travelling amigo. Like when you are travelling your partner is always a given, always there for you without question cos you need each other so bad,  unlike real everyday life in Paisley, say.  But you know what. It’s all a lesson. And I appreciate everyday here now, but I even miss those chaotic trips through South America and I would go back there in a bees wing.

“What lies inside you and what lies infront of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.”

Basically you make everything happen. You choose. Everything that happens you choose believe it or not. You decided to be who you are for whatever reason. You decided to be troubled, you decided to be hurt. But it’s a journey that you decided to take. So roll with it and don’t take it tooo seriously.

Meanwhile, since we’re talking about not being too serious… Me and my pal Louise liked to frequent the taxidermist museums in good ol’ South ‘merica (there’s loads!) and we found we had to keep returning in every town we saw one due to some hilarious finds. Feel free to hate me if you’re vegan, ( I mostly am too) but I wouldn’t ever condone butchering dead animals this way. It’s mentaaaal. But it definitely gave us some laughs when we were lost and lonely. The best one was the guy taking our money at the door who had Alzheimers real bad but it turned out he was the main taxidermist and soon every thing was clear. 100 percent respect to him though!


That really is red emulsion and a yellow bead for an eye.







Possibly the scariest thing is that I could fill a whole blog post on even more horrific taxidermy photos we took on our journeys so this is just a taster!

Hope I didn’t scar you too badly with these images… New blog posts coming soon with more up to date news.

I will do a whole taxidermy post if necessary, and I must give all credit for every photograph in this blog post to my good friend Louise Steven Mackie who I met in the depths of Cusco, Peru, fell in love with and travelled on a whirlwind romance through South America together. We  know too much about each other to not stay pals.

I remember the day she told me “I don’t wanna live like you! It’s not bad it’s just different!”

Never a truer word was said. Just live your own life.  Do what you want to do and along the way you will meet excellent people and do excellent things. But don’t ever let fear get in the way.

What lies behind you and what lies in front of you, pales in comparison to what lies inside of you.
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