Thursday, 11 January 2018

New year, not so new me






















Writing about feelings is difficult, especially when they're your own.

I remember when I was younger and I tried to start a diary. Whilst writing the day's events was easy, writing about how I felt just wasn't; instead of noting down my inner most thoughts, I'd write how I thought I should feel and embellish the page with sparkly stickers and gel pen doodles. 

Somehow, in diarised form, I'd created this person that I wanted to be, and that person was most definitely not myself.

Even though I would (presumably) be the only person to read my diarised thoughts, I just couldn't bear to spill my real feelings on to the page. Feelings that were messy and uneven and unable to fit into boxes, certainly not something that would look pretty in my brand new diary. 

Now I'm slightly older, being honest to myself comes a little easier, but it's definitely not natural to me. As with everything in my online and offline life, I'll try and portray the best version of myself, even though I'm not sure who she really is.

This is mainly because my feelings still are messy and uneven and unable to fit into boxes - if in doubt, just smile and wave, right?

But I think now, whilst being honest with myself is something I'm still trying to get my head around, I no longer feel that I need to change. 

Wishing you the best of new year's.

xxx






Wednesday, 27 December 2017

Abigail's party












jumper - Popjulia
coat - Stylewe
trousers & shoes - Primark
jewellery - Depop and H&M
bag - Kadell


Unable to quite believe that another year is almost up. Whilst we're currently in that in-between leftover mince pies and wrapping paper under the sofa stage, last minute resolutions, excessive champagne and existential crises will soon  be on the cards.

It's been a whirlwind and a half, that's for sure, but what's next? At least, that's the question we're so often asked.

And the New Year is certainly no different. Whether you're at a civilised family affair or sticky floored bar, questions tend to circle like vultures and the air suddenly turns sour. 
Rather than focusing on the present, the topic of conversation shifts to the future - to expectations and plans for what's to come.

Of course, it's never a bad thing to think about the future and set out ambitions for the year ahead. But when it gets to the point where anticipation for what's next takes over enjoyment of the here and now, it's questionable how beneficial it really is.

In short, I'm hoping for 2018 to bring more time with my favourite people, another New York trip and of course, more clothes. But, in the mean time, I'm going to spend some time enjoying this hot chocolate and back of the bread bin mince pie. 

Wishing you all a wonderful festive season.

xxx




Sunday, 10 December 2017

Well Dressed






















One small downside of my life is the lack of occasions I get to wear fancy dresses to. 
The upside is, this realisation still hasn't quite dawned on me yet, as I continue to be attracted to sequins and embroidery and lace like some kind of textile magpie.

These three gems from ScrappyKokoStore illustrate this rather perfectly.

Which would you wear?

xxx



Sunday, 3 December 2017

Bright Christmas
















Every year I go through the same 'I've definitely got enough jumpers' phase, and yet, each year that very quickly comes to end. Mainly corresponding with the same time that I see a jumper I quite like. Strange how these things work.

What's even stranger is how attached I've grown to colourful pieces recently; the pops of colour are quickly expanding into taking up half my wardrobe - which these Gamiss pieces now fit so perfectly into.

Which would you wear?

xxx





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