Tuesday, 25 September 2012

If Chanel Did Ducks

Well oh well i don't need to tell you (if you live in the glorious British Isles) that today has been a day mostly filled with rain wind rain wind.  Then rain and wind together.  There was a momentary break at roughly 6pm.  You could almost hear Cumbria hold her breath in anticipation - i was filled with the false hope of a couple of laps of Bitts Park. In the time it took to wander homeward (ten minutes), unfasten shoes (a minute?!) and to tug a dress over my head (four minutes?! There are no buttons or zips and so no dignity is spared for how you have to bend over and remove this particular dress - an Olympic sport as much as changing a kingsize duvet is for sure!) the rain came once more.

So i write this, un-cycled and rosy cheeked from the worlds hottest shower - possibly too hot. I can smell Aussie shampoo (up there with all the best smells), baby lotion and soup bubbling away in the kitchen:  Pulled pork and chipotle chilli soup with little turtle beans.  This may not be the best soup to eat when you are already the colour of beetroot.  But i am alone and so eating soup in your pyjamas with a red nose, pink cheeks and wet hair is 110% allowed.  

I am writing here to avoid the mighty Great British Bake Off in there.  I have agreed to record it and to wait until the Mr returns from building guitars from trees.  I am probably the only person in the world missing it.  I hope he knows what a big sacrifice this is.  

I wore this little get up yesterday - when it was also raining.  If you visit here often, you shall probably recognise this dress.  If not, you can peep at it here.  I knew when i bought this little summer dress that i would wear it over and over, again and again and in so many ways.  I chose to take the ducks to Paris yesterday - just by adding one of my favourite black and white stripey tees underneath (this also meant i could hide the fact that my tights went up to almost my bra - so cosy!).  I added my not-so-new-now black boucle jacket with the pretty little stud detail, gold heeled brogues and well it wouldn't be me if there wasn't something tied in my hair some which way.  















Since there is no sign of the Mr (still) i think i shall curl up and watch some old episodes of Cold Feet and have some earl grey.  Oh and i must dry my hair too.  Why is it so lovely and relaxing to wash your hair and yet such a complete drama to dry it.  I always leave it for as long as possible…. in the hope i'll just look up and it will appear smooth shiny and blow dried without being anywhere near my hairdryer.  Wishful thinking!

Dress:  Topshop SS12 £45 £15.  Tshirt:  Monsoon (many moons ago) £25.  Jacket:  Next AW12 £42.  Silk scarf:  Accessorize £12.  

XxX









Sunday, 23 September 2012

2-1= Me

This weekend has been a me-shaped one.  I have lost the Mr to the bright lights of London town and lots of bass guitars and work related noise.  I have chosen to climb into Autumn properly incase it doesn't last too long.  My first Summer cycling on lovely Willow has gone and i thought i couldn't love anything more…until i discovered evening Autumn-ey cycling in all its glory, with nothing but Mr Ed Sheeran in my little ears...



I followed this up with lots of scrambled eggs, smoked salmon and watercress on soda bread.  I managed to make an entire tea fit for an Autumn princess entirely of all the things the Mr hates to eat and that i normally avoid when rustling up something to eat for us both.  (Does anyone else do this?!)


This morning i tried to beat last night…





I think Sunday morning beat Saturday night, just. That was because this morning was an excuse for a cappuccino big enough to climb in and a cherry scone too.  All in the name of re-fuelling post exercise, naturally.  Oh and for more magical shoe wearing. These are my new boots from Topshop - ta da.  I tried so so hard to buy boots.  I have studied Topshop's boots for at least the last three weeks and couldn't decide between three pairs of little snazzy ankle boots.  Then i at last came to a decision, logged on and these little gems threw a whole toolbox in the works.  I am Sally and i have a brogue problem (eek).  


This afternoon was buying beautiful florally loveliness for a special new arrival, drinking endless cups of raspberry, rose and vanilla tea and trying to stick Autumn down….

Who knows about tomorrow.  But i do know i shall be a '2' once more.  

Shoes:  Topshop £35.  

XxX









Friday, 21 September 2012

Pansy Pants

I have had many nicknames throughout my life (Saz, Sal, Razzle Dazzle, Salbean, Homeslice) but one that my sister often refers to me by is Pansy Pants.  I tell most that this is due to my love of all things floral, printed and generally bright.  In actual fact it is probably because i am a bit of a wimp.  I cry my eyes out a certain songs, sometimes certain films (If you follow me on Twitter you will have witnessed first hand my teary trials over 'Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close'), greetings cards, documentaries….  So although this dress is actually adorned with poppies, i think i shall always refer to it as my Pansy Pants dress.

I love it.  I love the happy red, the bold poppy jazziness and the slouchy t shirt-ey lovliness that this dress is.  I am not going to lie.  It is new and not needed but i had a particularly argumentative day with the Inland Revenue on Tuesday and so a large gingerbread cappuccino and this dress sorted me right out.  I dipped into the world of lipstick too…the very first time in my whole life.  It is a bold first shade i grant you, but paired with this poppy print get up, it made me feel strong and brave and good again (don't you love the power of a damn good dress?!).  It also might explain why the kind man in the cobblers didn't charge me for fixing my pretty Dune ankle boots.  At least that's what the Mr thinks.  I also found his reaction to my lips funny:

Him:  Have you got red lips? Are you wearing lipstick?!
Me:  I might be.  Why?
Him:  Have you been taking your photos? 
Me:  No.  Well yes but i have been into town this morning why?! I like it!
Him:  Oh.  Me too. You suit it.  It's very red.

He then proceeded to avoid kissing my lips all night and thought i hadn't noticed. Funny boy.

This dress requires nothing other than black tights and black brogues with magical golden heels.  More on those another time.  









In other news (if not slightly off subject) i have just this very second ordered a black fur cossack hat from ASOS. I am beyond excited to wear it with messy fishtail plaits.  

I am not allowed to be too Christmas-ey yet apparently, (except i did sneakily watch Love Actually the night before last) but i am currently roasting parsnips.  Except i have also added some baby carrots and honey to the mix to de-Christmas-ey-fy it a little.  And we are having vegetable moussaka which has no meat, is greek and in my eyes is about as faraway from a turkey that you can get.  

Dress:  Topshop £25.  Beads:  Accessorize £12.  Brogues:  Topshop £30.

XxX


Thursday, 20 September 2012

Singing the Blooms

Whenever i wear these shorts i feel all sing song-ey.  Not quite sure why.  They are particularly grand stuff strutting sort of shorts.  What with watching too much X Factor (don't judge me) and listening to my usual dolly mixture of music AND wearing these shorts alot due to the turn in the the weather - our little somewhere has been filled with my glorious tones! I sometimes think if i didnt do what i do, i would love to have been a singer….

I fell in love with the print (how many times do i start a sentence like that?!) on these shorts when i first spotted them in Topshop at the very beginning of Summer.  I was convinced they would look horrid on me.  One day i decided i should stop visiting them on my lunch and just bloody try them on.  Living proof that you should try things outside your comfort zone from time to time!  I think they look quite fabulous.  I would never ever in a million years wear them without tights, but they are far more flattering than you would at first think.  

It's a little bit of a joke the issues i have with my derriere.  I have a big hatred of most trousers (unless they are beautifully patterned!) and spend my life in skirts and dresses - i cannot remember the last time i even wore jeans.  I find them the most traumatic of the trouser department.  I was very surprised that i loved these little printed wonders on, as much as off.  

While they are not part of my usual Autumnal colour palette, i do love a primary colour combination and i particularly love the blue in these shorts - all cobalt-ey, striking and so much more than just blue.  As you can tell - by my jumper!










I am particularly chuffed that i have managed to incorporate a printed scarf into my messy scruffy topknot.  While tying a scarf in my mop is my favourite way to wear my hair at the moment, i can tell you that it is not too weatherproof!! I had to do an emergency hop skip and a jump down Denton Street after my scarf a few days ago and almost lost it under a bus! Can you imagine?!

The Mr whizzes off to London in a few days for a bass guitar shaped weekend, so i think we shall spend the evening watching a film and munching some spicy orange and cinnamon chocolate.  

Jumper:  Monsoon AW11 £55 Shorts. Topshop SS12 £25 £15.  Scarf, Accessorize AW12 £12.  

XxX















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