Mrags on the run

I don’t fully belong at home anymore. And I don’t fully belong here yet. 🤍
You reach this point where you don’t know where home is. You exist somewhere in the middle. Loving both. Fully belonging to neither.

And then you have a day like today in Galway and you think I built this. Quietly. Completely on my own terms. Thousands of miles from where I started.

And it’s more than enough. 🤍
Save this if you know this feeling and comment where you moved from because I know I’m not the only one living in the in between 🌍

Nobody told me a hen party in Ireland looked like this 👀💞
Drive from Galway to in Connemara and if you haven’t seen it genuinely cannot explain how beautiful it is!!
The bog run was honestly the highlight of the trip!! Throwing mud at each other being like kids could not stop laughing 😆

Comment Glam and tag the girls you’re doing this with 💗

Let me introduce you to greyhound racing in Galway.
Two bets placed. Two bets lost. One three course dinner eaten like I wasn’t just robbed by a greyhound. No ragrets. Not even one letter.

This is genuinely one of the best nights out in Galway and nobody is talking about it enough.

If you’re visiting Galway or you live here and haven’t gone yet this is your sign. 🪧
Save this for your next Galway night out 📍 and drop below what dog number are you picking? I’m never trusting my instincts again. 🐕

One thing I hate more than skinny jeans is capri pants. And then Hailey Bieber happened. 🫠 &

I fought this trend. I genuinely fought it. And then I put them on and walked out the door and now I completely understand why they’re back and I’m not ready to admit how much I like them.
The girl who said never is now fully converted.
Tell me honestly are you team capri or are you still holding out? 👇