I woke up on saturday morning to see a package at the foot of my bed from the lovely babes at Motel and to say I was excited is an understatement! I literally threw off my pyjamas and stood in front of every mirror I own admiring the fit of these trousers!! Although I have an entire closet full of their dresses, I've been a bit dubious about getting trousers from Motel in the past because I have dumps like a truck (truck, truck) and thighs like what (what, what), but I couldn't have been more wrong because these fit me like a dream! Perfect for a midriff-bearing summer methinks..
As I was reviewing and photographing the Tracy Emin retrospective for work yesterday, a guard came up to me and told me I looked pretty so I smiled and thanked him, but as I walked away he whispered after me "yuh body look ripe yanuh".. I can't even describe to you the disbelief and anger that coursed through me, do I punch him or do I pick up a plank of wood from this installation and knock him dead with it?! I've dealt with that kind of behaviour too many times to say, but it reminded me why I resent being 'curvy' sometimes. I hate the way a lot of men feel my body type/shape invites or in some way justifies their degenerative, derogatory little comments. I'm over it now, but the next person to say anything along those lines to me is cruisin' for a bruisin'**. The whole incident made me stay away from my beloved Uniqlo skinnies today and reach for these roomy trousers instead.
**sad to hear the man who made that phrase famous Jeff Conaway has passed away, Kenickie was my favourite character in Grease, after Danny and Sandy.
ps. I made this waistcoat 5years ago in my textiles class, found it hiding out in my fabric bag a few weeks ago!
I first saw this DIY on A Pair and A Spare, and was originally going to try it that way buy I'm way too fidgety to be able to wear an unsecured piece of fabric and not end up pulling it down accidentally, leaving myself naked. I pulled out a scrap of jersey I had and kind of reworked the DIY in my own way..
I made 1 simple tube and another also a simple tube just twisted twice before sewing (zigzag seam on each skirt). I used a pretty good quality cotton jersey so I don't really have to worry about the edges fraying, which is a relief because I cannot finish hems to save my life.. kind of sad when you take into consideration I've been sewing since I was like 9 :-/
ps. forgive me, I have no make-up on and have been up since 5am.. not pretty.
I literally jumped at the chance to wear this furry delight today, been thinking a lot about all the things I miss about autumn and the biggest thing is fur, so thanks crazy, attention-seeking, Icelandic volcano for messing with the atmosphere and giving me a legit reason to wear fur in the summer! I did actually have a leather jacket on to stave off the wind but I got brave and took it off as soon as I got off the tube and in the car. Very much in love with lavender and pink for lips and nails right now, I reaaaaally want a lavender lipstick but haven't seen one anywhere ..major grumps.
Honestly speaking, ask me who runs this mother? and I'll say JESUS because in my life that is indeed who runs things.. BUT ask me that question when 90% of my stomach contents are comprised of Dom Perignon brut and I'll probably say Beyonce then launch into a rendition of her greatest hits, dating back to No No No.. complete with choreography of course. The merest mention of her name reduces me to degeneracy because she represents mastery. She may not have the most obscure/ artsy references, the most developed video concepts (cc: Hype Williams), the best stylist, or the most radio-friendly songs, but what she does have is the mastery of her craft down to perfection. Who else can sing and dance through a 90minute show and never once bore you?! I can't think of anyone who's even come close to her since the release of Dangerously In Love.. aaaand she was only 22 when that came out! She makes me want to be a better, more ambitious, more driven, more diligent, more disciplined me.. too much? okay.
Because the first 17 seconds of this video make me wanna throw some stuff across the room, punch someone in the face then launch myself through a closed, double-glazed window, I was expecting a whole lot more from the rest, but I love the reference to Southern and Central African modern dance and she looks GORGEOUS so I guess it'll suffice. Thoughts?
So it's the beginning of this supposed great British summer and I'm wearing denim on denim, with a heavy knit thrown over the top!? yep, looks like we're back to winter in the middle of summer again..
Currently obsessed with lilac nail varnish (Barry M) and these satin mary-janes that make me feel gentle and ladylike!
sorry I forgot to comb my hair, brush my eyebrows and put on mascara.. really need to be more serious about life as a gentlewoman.
Do you ever feel like the synapses in your head are all shooting opposing messages through your brain to purposely distract you from doing the things you're supposed to be doing?! no? just me? okay.
Take for instance this week, how apt that I became obsessed with chocolate milkshakes (mana from Heaven I swear) the same week I decided to start working out again ?_?.. why does my mind hate me?! WHY is it sabotaging all my attempts to be better?!
I'm aware that most times the mind is willing but the flesh is weak, so I guess in this case my mind is just downright unruly.. it's riding off into the sunset with my self-discipline and any possibility of future accomplishments, and my weak flesh is too weak to do anything to stop it.
Hurrrumph.
In other news, I finally wore these Boden chinos I stole from my stepdad last year (muahhhahaha ..shortened them and took them in for a nicer fit), and I wore my little sister's t-shirt that I 'borrowed' and is noticeably a few sizes too small, but that I still fully intend on keeping.
You see that crazy look in my eyes? that's my hurry up and take the picture there's a Plantation Platter and a chocolate milkshake waiting for me at Harvesters-look..
I need to go to the place Gwen goes to to find her inner peace a.s.a.p.
Okay so for a while now my secret pet peeve has been maxi-everything, skirts, dresses etc. I love them on other people but I hate them on myself, instead of making me long and slender, they make me look wider and stumpier than I actually am. I didn't wanna wear anything too restrictive today so decided to hitch my black maxi skirt up, take it in at the waist and knot it in the front!
I'm having a Gwen Stefani week right now and listening to the song below on a loop.. I cannot believe this album is 7years old now!
ps.. that little pouch in my belly is where I store my peanut butter so please DO NOT judge me.. thanks
Feeling a bit preppy today, so I added my dirty old converse and a tartan blazer (I got from my second hand spot a few months ago for £1.50 muaaahahahaha...mu) to my Sunday go-to outfit of jeans and oversized t-shirt. The simpler the outfit the less potential there is for me to offend my fellow parishioners when i'm wilin' out at the altar.. aaaand it helps to hide the bloat after my customary large Mcd's chocolate-milkshake!
I hope everyone's having a good Happy-Birthday-Audrey-Hepburn-week? After watching Breakfast At Tiffany's for the fifth time this week (millionth time since birth), I've decided to find the Holly Golightly within and stop being a messy bizzatch. So in the name of chasing a cleaner aesthetic, I spent my day looking simple, ladylike and un-hefty-this was until I sat down in the bank and realised that not only did I look naked but the sight of my unclothed hefty thighs was also offending people.. double,super-ultra, deluxe fail.
anyway so California Waiting is my Moon River, I just listen to this and imagine my life being a skinny, glamorous, Givenchy-clad, Upper-East Sider..
