Monday, 30 June / Knitted

Props to the good ol’ changing room for capturing a full length pic of the ensemble, and my conveniently white garage door (girl's gotta do what a… blah blah)

Details: Knitted tank top - Zara, High-waist trousers - Zara, Birkenstocks - Office

Zara + sale = my two favourite words, though I can’t say the same for my bank account. I feel this year I’ve reached the saddest point in clothes-buying history: a pre-written list of what I planned to purchase in Zara’s sale. Immense preparation for this day of joy. Featured in my (incredibly sensible and savvy) list, was this knitted number. To my other half, yes it’s a knitted vest and yes it has a “90s vibe” but it’s also fabulous, hence, the necessity of adding it to my all-white-errythang collection.

I’d like to say that this top (avec fake-tan-stained-neck) was my only cheeky online purchase but WHO ARE WE KIDDING. This was one in a collection of delicately packaged, shipped and squeezed-into items purchased on that fine day. There will certainly be posts to follow featuring a candy-floss pink vision of beauty in the form of a leather jacket, but I’m sure you all know the one.

Until then… x 

Friday, 18 April / Baggy Trousers

John Travolta's face

Details: Jacket - Zara, T-shirt - Zara, Trousers - H&M, Necklace - H&M, Shoes - Primark, Bag - Stripes, Watch - Michael Kors

The life-long struggle of wanting to wear a pair of trousers that desperately need an iron but being too lazy to iron 'em. Luckily these ones were pretty dam snug and so my legs straightened them out (any excuse for another creme egg).

I'm such a winter lover, the first signs of summer and I freak out. For me, summer = too much flesh, shaving legs, fake tan, and of course, sunburn. I'd much rather be wrapped in 17 layers of knitwear with a bobble hat and a hot choc. However, I can't deny that when I spotted the sun this morning I was a teeeency bit excited to get this jacket out again. I feel like I've just stepped off the Drive set (props to Christina Hendricks for being the most incredible ginger to exist, read: excluding ginger spice).

So here I am struggling to remember how to dress in warmer weather but doing a pretty dam good job of incorporating cheetah into every outfit I've worn this week/month/year/since birth. 

Toodles x

Wednesday, 18 April 2014 / Sweatpants

Alice and Wonderland with my tiny shed

Details: Trousers - M&S (20 Years ago! Thanks momma), Silk Top - H&M, Jacket - H&M, Necklace - H&M, Bag - Mango, Watch - Michael Kors, Shoes - Garage

When I walked into the kitchen this morning my mum burst out laughing, pointing at these trews. She couldn't  even remember buying them or ever wearing them (...they're actually exercise trousers) and her first question was "THEY are fashionable?!" I love when she realises she's uber trendy: though those two words should never be used in a serious manner. Wearing these trousers was heavenly, stretchy and comfortable, making me forever thankful for the athletic trend that is continuing this season. I was particularly thankful for the elasticity as we entered TGI Fridays for lunch...

The outfit is similar to yesterdays (read: black on black on black on black) BUT notice the pop of orange filtered through my little bag, orange is the new black blah blah. 

The comfort of the trousers definitely compensated for the pain of the shoes when walking round IKEA (mistake) but the wonderful goodies I bought there diluted the pain...slightly. 

And so the awkward poses return, I'm hoping I'll get used to this eventually but my residential background certainly isn't helping matters. With any luck I'll find an edgy wall to stand in front of soon. Then I'll just have to master being as cool as the background... good one!

Slaterz x

Tuesday, 15 April / DIY

Details: Jeans - Primark, Blouse - Zara, Shoes - Garage Shoes, Jacket - H&M, Sunglasses - Spitfire (ASOS), Watch - Michael Kors, Bag - Stripes

I swear I'm not enjoying the cameo appearance of the wooden crate in my photos. I'm torn between which is more aesthetically offensive: the wood or the drain? Your call.

The intention of this post was to show off my newly customised 'ripped jeans'. Unfortunately, the sudden dash to get photos (I was dragging my sister away from GCSE revision) meant she wasn't exactly in the mood to show-case each individual tear and so, instead, it looks as if I'm wearing entirely normal jeans. Hmm. 

The ripped jean has become a recent staple in the fashion realm and I'd like to accuse Kim K as the founder of the trend. Whatever Kanye did to her wardrobe, he did it well. Her style is impeccable these days, most notably, her fabulous array of camel coats. I've been desperate for a pair of ripped jeans since I first spotted the Kardashian queen sporting them herself, alas, zero student loan and an embarassing overdraft situation means that I have no dollar for milk and bread let alone clothing. Cue a pair of nail scissors and a shakey hand to achieve the 'lived in' look. No I haven't been able to justify the decision to my mum, or my sister, and I'm still unsure how my boyfriend feels about the get up but anything that takes my pale and not-interesting appearance one step closer to Kimmy will keep me happy.

So I hoped to upload some inspiring pics of my jeans, my wonderful chunky shoes and an exciting background, instead, my jeans look smart, my shoes are unseen and shall we even acknowledge the grubby mirror and children's toys scattered throughout these images?

Here's hoping the next post will be internet-worthy. If not, at least you can laugh at my awkward poses.

Over n out x

M o n d a y, 1 0  M a r c h  2 0 1 4

Cheetah Wars.

Details: Hat - TK Maxx, Jumper - Primark, Jeans - Internacionale, Boots - New Look, Watch - Michael Kors, Bag - Zara

These photographs exemplify my two favourite things: cheetah print and old books. I'd like to declare that the thrill of vintage books lies in discovering old stories whilst lying beside the fireplace and drinking copious amounts of tea. Though the fireplace and tea are most certainly involved, I must admit that the reading is kept to a minimum and really I just love a shabby little novel resting on my bookshelf. Ironically, despite spending hours digressing tale upon tale whilst studying English at University, reading for fun is a thing of the past. I cannot deny, however, the wonder of exploring book stalls at markets such as this one in Tynemouth. Scanning the introductory pages for the farthest back date and splurging £1.50 on the battered text (hence: more money for caramel lattes and unnecessary but necessary creme eggs). 

Along with my love for scruffy little pocket books lies my eternal obsession with leopard print. I'd like to suggest that this H&M jacket is just a one-off in a collection of monochrome and subtly patterned clothing items in my wardrobe. Alas, as my friends, family, neighbours, anyone who has ever witnessed my animalistic ensembles perusing the city centre, will tell you; this is simply the mother in my animal kingdom of clothing. I am a woman obsessed with leopard (or cheetah as I prefer to call it: much to my acquaintances' annoyance). Despite having to defend my threatening love for the print each time I don something spectacularly cheetah-fied, I am in heaven and this coat is no exception. Paired with a pretentiously-large and most definitely unnecessary (in a Sunday morning, croc-wearing, Cornish pasty-eating market) hat, I felt every inch the wannabe Kate Moss…or as close as a ginger bathed in fake tan can feel to the icon. 

I may have had to defend the outfit to my sisters, and my mother, and my dad, and every god dam Tom, Dick and Harry in the place, as they argued that I was overdressed for the occasion, I couldn't help but respond with the brutal truth of a 20 year old girl, deprived of attending fancy occasions, that there is no such thing.

Ps. please welcome to the world the love of my life, my child: my new bag from Zara. Bow down.

F r i d a y , 2 1  F e b r u a r y  2 0 1 4 

Versatility

Details: Jumper, Jeans, Skirt - Primark, Boots - F+F, 2nd Boots - Faith, Necklace - Internacionale, Rings - various, Watch - Michael Kors

First attempt at this blogging malarkey perhaps leaves much to be desired: a few awkward stances and a socially challenged hair colour. Having said that, I wanted to showcase my current favourite, oh-my-god-how-cheap, clothing item and what better place to do so than the alleyway of my family abode? It seemed the obvious decision to then chuck my gawky snaps onto the web (sincerest apologies for the 'cameo necklace' look in the penultimate photograph).

 The anarchy and chaos of Primark is always enough to put me off, but, trudging through the abundance of slow walkers (why is this shop a congregation of such?) I managed to retrieve not one, but four items in one trip. As pictured above, this venture included my wonderful beige high-neck, wannabe cashmere but very much cotton, jumper. Though my wardrobe tends to be entirely black (a sin I do not intend to erase) I seem to be doing a pretty good job of avoiding that here. With two looks in the bag, arguably suitable for both day and night, I'd say this versatile £3 pound find was definitely the light at the end of an infuriatingly lethargic tunnel (either pick it up or please let me get past kind customer).

ps. first attempt has turned out to be less painful than I expected (though who knew I was such a fan of brackets).


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