The Language of Love

As Brits, many of us tend to keep our true feelings under wraps, but French fashion label La Redoute has created a beautiful campaign in which they ask viewers to really think about the language of love, encouraging us to be a little more French and speak from the heart. Although I probably tell Rich I love him a little too much, I find it a lot more difficult to be open with my family. With a little prompting from La Redoute, I've decided to open up and share how I really feel.

Dear Grandma, Thank you for inspiring me in every aspect of my life: Career, relationships and, of course, style. Thank you for trusting in me and believing in everything I've done. Thank you for supporting me and taking me in when I was in times of need, even if you didn't fully understand my reasons. Thank you for giving me a model of life and family to aspire to. Thank you for instilling your passions in me from a young age- It's because of you that I read, learn and teach. Thank you for providing us with a stable home growing up. Thank you for always being there and always thinking of me. I love you with all my heart. 

Dear Mummy, (Yes, I'm 26 years old and I call my mum "Mummy"!) Thank you for doing everything in your power for me & Jamie growing up. Thank you for putting up with me even when I was an angsty teen. Thank you for all the sacrifices you made for us and I'm sorry I didn't appreciate them at the time. Thank you for never judging me and for letting me live my own life and make my own mistakes. Thank you for always making me laugh with the silly things you get up to. And thank you for passing on your genes to me- I hope I look as young as you do in the future! 

Jamie & Myles
Dear Jamie, Thank you for always being there for me growing up (apart from the 15 months before you were born, of course!). Thank you for putting up with me getting bored and hanging up on you all the time. Thank you for telling me questionable, inappropriate jokes and telling me whenever something macabre is in the papers. Thank you for understanding my love for Alan Rickman and for buying me Snape's wand that time. 
Dear Myles, Thank you for making me laugh more than anybody else can. Thank you for going to see girly films with me even when you really don't want to. Thank you for still saying sweet things even though you're a too-cool-for-school teenager now. Thank you for being the little brother I always wanted (I'm joking, Jamie!). 

I truly love all of you, even if I don't say it enough. Thank you for being my family. 


  1. Aww what a heart-warming post. Lovely to see such bold, strong women in your family Becky (and the little bruvs too of course!) And you're right - we are far too 'British' for our own good sometimes. I'll definitely be telling my mum I love her now x

  2. Soooooooooo sweet cue ugly cry face over here ;.;

  3. This is such a lovely post. I think it's great to see families that get along. I often see my friends (that are now well into their twenties) that are too embarrassed to tell their families they love them. I'm forever telling mine. without their love and support me and my son wouldn't be where we are now.


  4. I was pretty gutted that I wasn't introduced to your grandma if I'm honest. She always seems like the most amazing lady and it's pretty awful of you to keep us apart. x

  5. Aww such a lovely post. What a gorgeous family you have x


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