Friday 30 March 2012

PainIsBeauty

So the sun came out (for approximately 48 hours) and everybody donned their best summer outfits, even if it was still March and slighty nippy.
The best outfit I saw was hotpants and an ill-advised white fringed top (vom) DEFINATELY not warm enough for that kind of get up, call me old but its still cardigan weather in my humble opinion.
Alas, against my better judgement I too got excited by el sol and bought a pair of what I like to call 'warm weather shoes', which will now have to be teamed with socks until mid July (if we're lucky).

Anyhoo these glorious shoes I speak of are a delightful mix of comfort from the faithful flats with the height of the dredded platform. Behold! The FlatForm;



An extra 2 inches, no 'party feet' needed and all for under £30. Bargainous. Also saves you from the embarrassing I-can't-walk-in-these-shoes-walk.
Aside from all their obvious benefits they do come at a price: BLISTERS. *shakes fist* My everest.
Thank god for Boots. These have been a lifesaver,




In between the hustles and bustles of general life and blister-gate I've had a little chance to test out the new camera. Here's a few test shots, taken on a de tour through the local park...
Spring is in the air...


Today I went to my first meditation class. If you've never been, try it.

'Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stem resolve. He who is fixed on a star, does not change his mind'

x

Saturday 24 March 2012

HeartbreakHotel

Hi Elvis, room for one please. Sea view if possible. No I don't require a wake up call. Yes I have paid for the continental breakfast. Will there be Nutella?

Relationships are a funny thing. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em. Or something like that.

So what do we do when we're heartbroken? Drink alone singing 80's power ballands into our hairbrushes Bridget Jones style? Eat our body weight in Ice cream whilst watching aforementioned Bridget Jones? Sadly I have an aversion to Renee Zellwegar and don't much like ice cream.
So I do what I do best: SHOP.
Not your usual new-dress-new-shoes-lets-go-dance-around-your-hangbag shopping. That just won't cut it this time:(

So yesterday I bought myself a new toy;



Now i'm officially as poor as a churchmouse but will hopefully have some 'cracking' photos to share with y'all soon.

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=efL17ekQZ5k

x

Tuesday 13 March 2012

StuckInTheMiddleWithYou

I've been adverse to the ol' centre parting for some years now as it brings back nightmarish memories of being a particularly un-fashionable year 7 (think braces, caterpillar eyebrows and Clarks shoes. It's bringing me out in a cold sweat just thinking about it) but as of the last few weeks I have been sporting a middle parting and, thankfully, looking marginally better with it than my 12 year old self.

However, imagine my abject HORROR upon discovering in the latest issue of Company that the middle part is out and the sidey is back. Quick! pass the hairspray! I've made a faux pas!

Or not.

For me fashion is about wearing what you feel comfortable in, what makes you look good and feel good about yourself and not being a slave to what the 'fashionistas' (I hate that word with a passion) say is 'in'.

BORED

Wear what you want not what other people tell you to! I like to write about what I like.
Decide whats 'in' for the season yourself.
At the moment I'm enjoying collars with graphic print sweatshirts and sequinned capes, I will probably not be buying any silk, paisley print pjama-esque trousers. Even if they are S/S 12's 'hottest look'.

Balls to that.
Don't get me wrong, I like the catwalk shows and reading fashion magazines. But its good to put your own spin on things, get inspiration from other places/people/things/era's ...Don't wear things that make you uncomfortable because its in fashion, you'll look 100 times better if you choose your own style and wear it with confidence:)

This week I've been introduced to Howlin' Wolf;



Listening to some blue grass, contemplating a new tattoo inspired by a herbal tea and experimenting with 1940's Rockabilly pin curls.




'He who hesitates is a damned fool'

x