Monday, 26 June 2017

Mauve Monday

top - Gamiss
skirt - Missguided
shirt & shoes - Primark
bag - Kadell

On Wednesdays we wear pink. And Mondays. And Fridays.

What's your favourite shade?


Wednesday, 14 June 2017

Follow the stars

shirt - Yoins
trousers & heels - Primark
clutch - Poppy Lissiman c/o Depop

"You can do anything you put your mind to."

I remember it being said to me over and over again. An artist doodling in the confined spaces of the maths exercise book or an author writing a ten-page novel in the back of a car. It's funny how those words never meant much at the time, simply because they were said so often. Being told that I was capable of anything and everything seemed like a natural part of my existence. 

Seemed - past tense - being the operative word.

Don't get me wrong, I've had the best time growing up. I've had some amazing adventures and met some of the best people. Yet it's left me with a sort of emptiness, an almost homesickness for somewhere I never quite got to.

I've never really had a true, clean cut goal. Despite being ambitious, I've never really been able to channel that ambition to carve out a clear target. I've envied those friends that seemed to follow their chosen pathway with ease and have ended up doing the thing they always wanted to do. I wish I could have been the person that studied the thing they love and slots into a life that suits them, even if they didn't know it existed.

It's strange how at eighteen, you're really no different physically or mentally, and yet you're forced to make all of these decisions that dictate the rest of your life. That said, it's comforting how we're all ultimately in the same boat, trying not to capsize.

Although I'm far from unhappy, I'm far from where I want to be. I think I just need to work out just where that is.

Do you wish you had a map to take you through life?


Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Bad Habit

shirt - Dresslily
jeans - Zara
boots - Gamiss

If ever there was a week of ups and downs, it was certainly the last one. The events in Manchester truly sent shockwaves through everything and it seemed to hang over the following few days. Whilst all of these atrocities highlight the horror in the world, they also prove as a reminder of how much love there really is. Rather than letting any of these events tear us apart, they surely provide the perfect opportunity to recognise that we have far more similarities than differences.

That very sentiment seemed to be felt by just about everyone at the weekend, which I was lucky enough to spend at Liverpool's sound city. Despite the less than brilliant weather, I listened to some of the best music (the Kooks!!) and drank some lovely wine with one of my favourite people. Strange how the words spoken and lyrics sung seemed to mean that little more. 

I hope you enjoy the rest of your week <3


Sunday, 21 May 2017

Keeping it "real"

top & shoes - Primark
jeans - Zara
coat - Zaful

top - Zaful
skirt - StyleWe
bag - Zara
shoes - Primark

"Real woman" is one of my least favourite phrases. Emblazoned on the front of magazines, make-up packaging and lingerie ads, the terms has seeped into everyday life, much like ironic hashtag overuse and the ever expanding emoji encyclopedia (both of which I am fond of I must admit).
The word 'real' is usually put before a subject which you may question the authenticity of  e.g. lemon juice or that murder drama you've been binging on Netflix. By all accounts, by using the word 'real' to prefix something that very much is real, is tautologous. It makes you doubt whether the thing is real in the first place. As well as outlining certain characteristics as essential to achieving "real" womanhood, it's divisive. Rather than being allowed to exist freely, the hypothetical "unreal" woman becomes what we all need to aspire to. And yet, as we all know, she doesn't exist.

My mum is an avid fan of the home shopping channels, so much so that I have found a special place in my heart for them too. It's almost therapeutic hearing people talk so positively about a product you definitely don't need, as well as providing a welcome break from other current affairs, both nationally and globally speaking (Donald, I'm looking at you.)

However, what is one of my least favourite phrases actually seems to be rather popular among the presenters.Whether it's an anti-aging cream, cellulite serum or floral bomber jacket, it's always a product for "real women". That tailored coat will always help to cover those "problem areas" and those shaping jeans will always cover "the bits that you want to hide."

OK, so maybe you think I'm overreacting a tad. They're only phrases, right?
But when you're told the same thing on a continual basis, they become more than just phrases; they become thoughts.

Being told that your body or your face is a "problem area" tells you that it is a problem. It tells you that it needs to be changed to conform to something else.
I realise I'm not breaking new ground - far from it - it's this self-perpetuating rhetoric that underpins the beauty industry as we all know. But being told that we have "problem areas" goes beyond simply convincing us to buy that extra bottle of cleanser; it tells us that we need to correct ourselves, whether there's any kind of "problem" or not.

What's your opinion on these phrases?


Thursday, 11 May 2017

Pretending to be a grownup

skirt - Missguided
boots - Gamiss
coat - Rosegal

shirt - Rosegal
trousers - Gamiss
heels - Primark
bag - Zara

Dressing up is one of my favourite things to do, so it's convenient that my wardrobe doubles as my costume department.

Whether it's travelling on public transport, conversing with work colleagues or at the self-service checkout, there is always an element of pretend.

Adulthood is something I expected to just happen. I used to look at people in their early twenties and thought that they must know what they're doing, that something must have clicked.

I thought that my internal monologue would change when I reached that point, instructing me what to do now I was a real true fully fledged grownup.

Instead, I find that as much as I dress up in "grownup" clothing and perform "grownup" tasks, I know that it's something that's never going to come naturally.

Lucky that I've got that drama GCSE.

Do you think that you'll ever really grow up?


Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Spring haul with VIPme

top & skirt - VIPme
shoes - Primark

shirt - VIPme
skirt - Missguided
boots - Gamiss

top - VIPme
jeans - Zaful

I could seriously get used to this four day week thing. Nice to be into the working week without actually working. 

Also nice to have parcels of nice things come through the letterbox, especially when they're from VIPme. After being asked to select a few pieces, I decided to add a little colour to my "Spring wardrobe" by picking things out of my usual comfort zone. That said, I did wear an all black ensemble today, ft leather jacket (sitting with my feet up in my comfort zone). 

Green jumper and skirt set - Desperately trying to veer out of my grey/black/white work wardrobe, I thought these shades might be a nice change. Forest green has always been a favoured shade for me, and the khaki skirt adds an almost safari edge to the set. Sadly I don't think I'll be off on any African adventures whilst sat at my desk.

Rust shirt - I absolutely adore the colour of this shirt. It goes so well with denims as well as my beloved leather skirts and trousers, the definition of a versatile piece. It's also ideal for going out but not out-out? Dinner or drinks with a necklace and heels: perfect.

Sleep all day t shirt - Could not resist this little gem. I am an avid wearer of slogan t's, and it's even better when they're so apt. The floral design was just the icing on the cake.

Which piece would you wear?


Monday, 17 April 2017

Weekend warrior

bell sleeve top - Chicme
jeans - Primark
boots - Gamiss
hat & bag - vintage

dress - Chicme
bag - Poppy Lissiman c/o ebay
heels - Primark

*sighs* Sad that Easter weekend is over but happy at the thought of a four day week. As well as being a favourite MGMT throwback, the title of this post very much expresses how I feel about the journey to Friday night. Much unlike these ootds, however, I am currently in my dressing gown with a cup of sugary coffee trying to find some motivation.

Rather than the usual bank holiday escapades, I enjoyed a rather refined couple of days eating, drinking, and laughing a lot with one of my favourite people. 
(Honestly, the amount of time I spend in restaurants and bars, I should probably start a completely separate blog; see photos for details.)

I hope your weekend was as enjoyable as mine however you spent it :)


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