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In today’s spot I was hoping to post a lovely outfit post. I have some new things I’m just dying to wear, but unfortunately I have done something to my back and me standing like a little old lady do not beautiful outfit posts make. Last Friday I was bending down to get wax strips
My favourite hobby used to be sitting with my phone on eBay late at night, searching “vintage dress”. I would bid on anything that was ending soon and still on 99p (it’s a great hobby, give it a go!). A few days later I’d come home to a flurry of missed parcel cards and drag
I can tell it’s nearly the end of May because there is rain beating on my windows. As ever I was lulled into a false sense of security by early sunshine, and then sorely let down as I convinced myself this was Summer. Still, my optimistic personality (stop laughing!) means that I am convinced more
I have recently realised something about my wardrobe. Frankly, most of it should belong to someone else. A large portion of my wardrobe belongs to the imaginary girl in my head who jumps into her chauffeur driven car, or a cab, spends the evening drinking cocktails and eating canapes at an event filled with super
In Monday’s post I mentioned I had cut the neck out of my t-shirt. I did it in a rather blasé fashion, assuming everyone would know how to do this. Frankly I assumed this because if there is some kind of customisation that *I* can do then I automatically assume everyone else got there first
I’m back at work with a vengeance today after a rather lovely birthday week. Yes, that’s right, I get a birthday week, what of it? Yesterday, being the last day of that week, there was a lingering pressure to “make the most of it”, so we decided that a long wander round a Boot Fair
I don’t wear trousers very often. I can tell you right now, for instance, that the last time (before these pictures) that I wore trousers was on the 28th March when I wore a pair of Heyday! swing trousers to go and watch the Rugby. Mostly because I knew other people would be more comfortable
I knew I was pushing my luck with this sunshine thing. A bank holiday approaches and after a couple of weeks of glorious weather today it’s all grey and drizzly and very, very British out there. Still, thankfully I took photos of my outfit in the sunshine 2 days ago so we can all spend
Look, now I have decent WiFi again I can post about the really important things in life. Like Gingham. I have a soft spot for Gingham. I’m still having nightmares over the pair of Gingham stilettos I didn’t buy in TK Maxx 2 years ago. Sob. Less twee than polka dots it still has that
