Monday 29 September 2014

autumn berries in hyde park

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A outfit post has been way overdue. Since coming back to uni I haven't done one properly (I don't count a mirror snap of my pyjamas as an outfit post). This is mostly due to the fact that I have no photographer which makes things a little more complicated! Anyway, on Saturday I caught the train to London to meet my parents and my little brother and we spent the day exploring Hyde Park and seeing the sights of the city. Growing up living reasonably close to London, I've seen them all so many times but for some reason they never get less exciting. Had I not been with my family and I probably would've headed down Oxford Street to check out all the updates that have been going on. I keep hearing of new stores and places being done up and, yeah, I really don't need an excuse to go shopping anyway but what a great reason, right? So, on Saturday, when we merely drove past Marble Arch, I had to avert my eyes.

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I don't usualy write about my outfit in outfit posts but I really loved this outfit. It was so comfortable for travelling to and exploring a city but I also felt that it was a little unusual for me. Recently I've been dying to get a long cardigan and after a lot of searching I finally found this one in New Look. I love the length and how cosy it feels when layered up. The bag and scarf were a really impromptu buy. I was browsing around the bag section looking for a purple tote and then I saw the bag. Its quite an unusual bag for me to buy. For starters it is very colourful, it's a rucksack and it's a little boxy but I just fell in love with it. Then I saw the scarf and god, I don't know if they were designed to be worn together but I couldn't buy one without the other.

But besides all of that, this outfit felt so wonderfully autumny. The big scarf. Knitwear. Berry colours, Dark lipstick. Crunchy leaves at my feet. It's just my heaven.

Cardigan & jeans & shoes & bag & scarf New Look
Black t-shirt George
Circle necklace Accessorize
Lipstick Black Cherry Revlon

How're you guys enjoy the new season? What are you loving or looking forward to wearing this autumn?

Happy Monday!


Friday 26 September 2014

little autumn buys



Fashion bloggers love autumn.
I am no exception.
I love the berry pinks and reds and purples. The burnt oranges and golds and coppers.
I love the big scarves. Fluffy socks. Ankle boots.
Crunchy leaves and naked trees.

Today I went shopping and found some amazing little autumn buys. I was gonna take actual photos of them but the lighting in my room was crap so I decide to look them up online and share it on here with y'all!


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What've you been buying for your new autumn wardrobe?

Anyone else in love with the berry colours that seem to be everywhere at the moment?

Monday 22 September 2014

goodbye summer

Summer has really gone. Despite the sunny weather it's suddenly got cold and I have no ideas as to how we are already nearly at the end of September?
I feel a little sad when I think back to my summer this year. Sad in an overly nostalgic kind of way. I think about my new summer dresses, the smell of sun cream in the streets, eating ice cream and drinking cocktails and going swimming. But all good things come to an end and I thought I'd quite like to look back at some of my favourite outfits from the last few months. I thought that'd be a nice little send off. Farewell summer! It's all autumn from here on...

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Friday 19 September 2014

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It's been a while. Yes, I broke my schedule. I feel bad about it but honestly I had nothing to post about on here. I'm not sure this counts as much but I felt like I needed to write it. Give y'all a little update as to what's changed since I last blogged.

I've returned to uni.

I'm in a new house with people I like.

I live (in what sounds like a sitcom) with two men and a dog called Larry.

I have a Hogwarts jumper that I plan to spend all Autumn in (see silly pics of me below wearing it with my pjys!)






























I now spend a large amount of time worrying about my dissertation and what I'm gonna do.

On my first day back, I, literally, fell off a bench...in public (my friend snapchatted the pic at the top to me).

I've started wearing my Autumn wardrobe although I need some more clothes!

I've started swimming.

I got a membership to make myself go.

I now start the day with peppermint tea.

I'm using hair oil for my bleached ends!

I watched the first series of Gavin and Stacey in an evening. 

I've began to watch the eighth series of Doctor Who.

After ordering Dirty Dancing on Amazon two years ago (and it never arriving), I finally bought it in Tesco.

I finally finished The Book Thief (it was amazing!)

I hung funny pompom things in my room.

I covered one of my walls in 1930s travel pictures.

I temporarily became a vegetarian for 16 days but now I'm back to meat.

I tried a fig...

and I hated it.

So yes, I am back at uni now so I may miss the occasional post but I will definitely try and keep to my schedule! Another big problem I have is that I have no photographer here which concerns me. I don't wanna overly do the whole mirror snap thing so maybe I'll buy a tripod and take the pictures in my garden when my house mates are out.

Anyway let me know what you've been up to!

Friday 5 September 2014

grey & pink

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I still have some holiday photos to post but I thought I'd take a break from them and show you an outfit I wore on Tuesday when I went out with my mum, my little brother. It was really nice to go out, just us three, and make the most of the sunshine. We did a bit of shopping (and I got the most beautiful dogtooth blanket jacket from Debenhams!) and then headed over to my favourite restaurant, Bills, for a spot of afternoon tea. Needless to say I drunk my bodyweight in early grey.

I'm a little obsessed with midi skirts at the moment and as the weather is still summery here, I decided to style my favourite blush skirt with just a light grey and black tee. I love the combination of grey and pink together. There's something lovely and romantic about it. Usually I'm not a massive fan of pink but I love blush and nude tones. Although they're still quite girly, they just seem a little more tasteful than pink (I'm really not a fan of those garish fuchsias and overly bright reddy pinks everyone seems to love). I decided to add in a slouchy black bag to accentuate the black print on the top and just slightly toughen the outfit up. This is quite a normal 'just going out shopping' look for me. I seem to live in a state of dressy-casual. Anyone else have this problem?

On a side note, I head back to uni today. This evening my parents are driving me back and we're all staying over at my new house until Sunday. It's gonna be strange getting back into uni work and even stranger not seeing them (my family) everyday but thankfully I have a good even balance of nerves and excitement!

Happy Friday!

What are you all up to this weekend?



Monday 1 September 2014

holiday style #pinkswingdress

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As I sit and write this post, I am sat beside a lamp all wrapped up in a blanket with my glasses on and listening to Birdy (as you can see in the pic above, I love her). I have a big mug of tea beside me and I've just finished watching a Harry Potter film (Half-Blood Prince). Outside the weather is damp and dark and the only thing worth doing with weather like this is hiding from it. But writing this just got me thinking of how different my day has been today, compared with the day captured above. It was hot and sunny. Just the occasional cloud. Probably in the late twenties, maybe approaching thirty degrees. We were exploring the island. I found and drunk pineapple Fanta. I paddled on the beach and applied sun cream every half an hour or so. Believe it or not, I did actually get a bit of colour. Not much by the standards of a non-pale person. Whenever I get back off holiday, someone will always say to me, "you haven't got much colour" or they will show me their amazing tan and then look at my skin and say nothing. The stupid thing is that these people are judging me by their colour. No, in comparison to you I don't have much colour but in comparison to how I was before I left!

(my outfit deets)

Dress Asos Curve
Sunglasses Dorothy Perkins
Flipflops Havaianas 
Necklaces Fiorelli & Accessorize

Anyway, as mentioned in my last post, I thought I'd share another story of weird things that happened to me while I was away. This story is titled, Mr Stare on the Stairs.

Mr Stare on the Stairs 

You know how when you're on holiday, you end up noticing certain people. There isn't much of a reason as to why these people stand out to you but nevertheless, everywhere you go you seem to see them. Well there was a particular man on holiday that I saw everywhere. The difference with this man was that I had a great reason for noticing him. He liked to stare. Everywhere I went, there he was staring. Just staring at everything and everyone. And then, when he saw me, he would stare until I was no longer in sight. Quite appropriately, and rather quickly, I christened this old man as 'Mr Stare' and whenever I spotted him I would whisper to my family, "Misstterrr Stare!" It became a bit of an in joke between us.
Throughout the two weeks this happened a lot. Every time he stared I was tempted to go and confront him but, you can't just go shout at some old man. Especially one who doesn't speak English. And anyway, if I shouted at every person that stared at me on holiday, I'd spend a large portion of my day shouting. Still, it annoyed me but I just put up with it. Then, on the second to last night of my holiday, something very bizarre happened. (When you finish reading this story, you may wonder why the hell I'm sharing it with you. It's weird and maybe a bit embarrassing but if I'm honest, I just find it funny. Funny that I seem to attract these bizarre situations. So anyway...) As it was approaching midnight, we (my family and I) decided to head back to our room's for bed. Drinks had been drunk and cards had been played. My parents and my brother decided to take the lift but, as I always did, I took the stairs. They were a little dark and no one seemed to be around but I didn't have too many to go up so I took my time. When I got to the top I saw Mr Stare standing there. This time I decided that I would stare back. Give him a taste of his own awkward medicine. So there I was, climbing the stairs and holding his stare. When I walked past, he approached me and I thought he was going to speak so I stopped. He didn't speak but, instead he came closer and closer. All this time I was wondering what the hell he was doing. Eventually he got so close to my face that I thought he was going to kiss me. Yes, a seventy year old man. As a reflex (thank god for my reflexes!) I took a step back, horrified, disgusted and a little confused. To this, he gave me the biggest and strangest smile. I continued up the stairs and luckily, he seemed to head down in the opposite direction to me. 
I have no idea what he was thinking or doing. Maybe he was trying to freak me out, in which case it worked. I don't know if he was drunk or maybe senile but I most certainly hope he wasn't going to kiss me. Imagine that. A twenty-one year old and the nearest thing to a holiday romance was an old Spanish man named Mr Stare. God. 
For some strange reason, and a day or two after this all happened, I imagined myself pushing him away and him falling down the stairs. I don't mean that in a 'oh btw I'm a murderer' kind of way but more that I usually react to things quite strangely and impulsively. I rarely do the thing that is socially expected. I just act on instinct. When I spoke to my friend about it on the phone, he asked why I didn't just move and walk away. The thing is, I think I just froze. Lucky for me, I chose to leave. If I hadn't, this story may have ended up with a very different title and possibly may have been written from inside the walls of a Spanish prison.

(I did say it was a strange story)

Happy September 1st!