From the age of around 15 til I turned 21, (and became too busy for mini projects), I kept thought books. Like mini journals, they were full of old love letters, polaroid pictures, momentos from holidays and trips, my favourite quotes, dried flowers etc. They were my last gasp at teenagedom; an expression of my teenage dream and I love them dearly.
So when I came across Isobel Harrops, The Isobel Journal, it was like love at first sight. This girls got serious journaling style.