A big up from the Hay masseeve!
"Hay-on-wye? Is that some kind of sandwich?"
Gaze on it's beauty in wonder and awe.
In short, an extraordinary offering from Lulu & Red, a boutique I have previously drooled on from the comfort of my swivelly chair. Here is the particular version I purchased, a lovely ruffly sleeved wrap dress with very, very, very looooong tie. And a closeup of the pattern that made me so happy
On the other, mildly less impressive hand, this is what I wore today.
Briefly however, A Note on the predominance of hat wearing. I am rather fond of hats (you lose most of your body heat through your head) but unfortunately at the moment our shower is broke. And apparently I cannot wash my hair in the bath. It is a physical impossibility. No matter what I do, it stays mildly skanky. So after my futile efforts to be cleanly, I have now given up the good fight and am instead turning my efforts to bribing the builder into coming sooner with his toolkit. Any suggestions?
So, jeans (Next) Pink Scoop Neck Top (Cherokee/Tesco) Turquoise Swing Cardigan (Primark) Black Heart Ring (Topshop) Yellow Converse (er...) Pink Knit Beret (Wallis) and Pink/Purple Flower Brooch (CRiC Gallery)
A lovely closeup of my grubby takkies - seriously, are they not the best colour ever? I had a brief period in my life when i rather liked lavender. The colour. And I...well, there's no easy way to say this, I dressed myself entirely in that particular hue, from head to toenails, on at least one occasions. And yes, there is photographic evidence. ANYWHO, the point of the story iiiiis, I now find my self drawn to yellow in a similar way (it is my favourite colour), except now I am quite aware I will look like a giant banana (if I'm lucky), should I follow through with these self destructive thoughts. With these chilling thoughts in mind - do they really look quite so cheerful?
The lovely felt brooch my mamma bought me
Cardiff is actually a great place to go shopping. A lot of the shops have recently moved into bigger premises and you can really see a difference. Plus, the main highstreet is pedestrianised and wide, and has a really nice feel to it, with street performers, trees and benches people actually sit on. I've also found that the branches of the high street stores there are usually really well stocked - especially Primark. They have all the sellout items in their branch, and it's even relatively tidy if you go on a weekday. The only thing I think lets it down, are the lack of a decent range of shoes and bags, as in other branches.
The Topshop there I love. It's perfect. If I ever get to the one in London, i may have heart failure. So light, and bright and white and squeaky eeky clean. Well, at least less ingrained dirt than the previous shop. I got this top the same trip my mom got her floaty, lacy one, and isn't it great?! Okay, different Topshop, but this one has it in a bag!, and a bunny brooch, and Johnny Loves Rosie and the cutest polka dot tights and best ever black shoes with this pink ruching detail...
Okay, *loud exhale* it's out of system now. But really. Okay, okay. No more worship at the alter of Topshop, I get it.
I think Peacocks deserves an honorable mention here, Whoever did there new store deserves a big whohoo. They've incorporated these great antiquey wooden tables and armoires into the store design, so that the clothes and accessories are displayed in them. It really makes the shop feel more special. They even have these old suitcases uunder one of the tables. It's just enough and not too much.
Aha! At last I have mastered the art of putting prettiful pictures in aesthetically pleasing places. In my opinion worthy of at least a small round of applause.
Thank you kindly
Without further ado (although you may notice I was feeling rather monochrome today) here is what I wore today:
My love of all things shiny confirmed, this "cardigan" from select was a poor second at £10, instead of the yummy £50 from PPQ at Oli . I swear it had chunky black and white stripes but the only version I can find now is this 80's 'tastic version
And no, I don't know why this one is lame while the other one was gorgiosity itself. Questions, questions, always with the questions.
Now here is one I can answer, as it is not quite as easy to phograph onself as it my seeme to the uniformed eye, my hat appears to be something of a dark halo. No my friends, I posess no angelic qualities, so to dispell any lingering illusion, here is my faithful assistant to model the said garment:
Doesn't she look grand - we even have matching accessories!
P.S.
In case anyone wonders, yes, I am familiar with the warderobe of Fifi Lapin - she. is. my. idol. Why, oh why am I not furnished with such apparel?
P.P.S
Aren't you impressed that I managed to do the links too? Aren't you?!
Well, no, I haven't exactly checked them, as such...
oops