What I am wearing: black teardrop earrings, black jumper from Roman Originals, jeans from H&M, red Ray Ban’s and patent black mesh heels.
OK, I am purposely downplaying the outfit for this reason: SHOES. Someone please tell me how to wear these. Cause I cannot figure it out, and it is driving me mad. Because, well, LOOK AT THEM. ASDGHFLEOMG.
Would it be acceptable to wander around naked with only these shoes? Scrap that, I cannot be responsible for a Raiders of the Lost Ark melting face epidemic.
Also, I love these jeans. The photograph does not really do them justice. There are parts that look like acid wash, but since it does not overpower the general fabric it does not look too “80′s trend revival”.
So. Shoes. Purtyful. Halp?
What I am wearing: grey knit beret, charcoal blazer from Ann Taylor, owl pendant, red Ray Ban’s, denim shorts, tights and black patent heels.
This look was inspired by the blazer and denim shorts trend. Which is awesome, cause I am a blazer kind of girl. Some posts in the future may involve me photographing my wardrobe or various items of clothing, including said blazers. Stay tuned.
Finally fixed my hair too. It is not as long as it was, unfortunately, due to a blunt scissor mishap which turned something relatively simple into a complete disaster. Got the colour fixed too so it is no longer a weird blacky, greeny flat thing.
As it turns out my natural hair is around a five or six (ten being the lightest). I dyed it a three, and the hairdresser made sure to make me feel as retarded as possible for doing so. But it is all good now, and now I am truly ready to grow it out a bit :)
Realisation number ten: Donating is something I feel strongly about, especially when it comes to unused things — in this case, clothes. Donating is a sustainable (and charitable) act, which I feel is the responsibility of every consumer. If you are a hoarder I recommend storing clothes away for a long period of time. If you do not miss it you can donate it.
Realisation number eleven: I have gone on a few hiatuses since this project started. It is easy to make up excuses when procrastination takes over, but honestly it was never my intention. The previous posts where I have been unable (or simply refused) to document my dressing manners have been genuine.
And tomorrow, I am going to wear a dress. Shocking.
What I am wearing: grey knit beret, oversized red-violet knit, grey striped dress from New Look, statement waist-belt, black leggings, black high-heeled boots and red Ray Ban’s.
I managed to buy a new card reader for £1 from Poundland. Score.
What I am wearing: Navy oversized knit, denim shorts, grey ribbed tights, grey high-heeled boots, grey knit gloves, grey knit beret, green scarf, heart pendant on a long necklace and my red Ray Ban’s.
Realisation number six: I do not get dressed everyday. My work keeps me at home most days where I am doing an Ma, so my only outings during the day are generally to the shop. And when I go to the shops I generally wear a hoodie over my pyjamas. And that would mean I would really live up to the name of this blog.
Realisation number seven: I like the ninja scarf look. So warm.
Realisation number eight: I realise that I have a lot of shoes that I do not know how to wear. So in the end I wear a few pairs only. Expect posts asking for advice on how to wear certain shoes of mine.
Realisation number nine: This photo looks far more relaxed than some of my previous ones, right? I think I am getting used to this ‘being photographed’ lark.
What I am wearing: cream bobble-hat knit, oversized red-violet knit, denim dress shirt, striped shirt, black leggings, black biker boots, silver heart pendant, lavender mittens, patent shoulder bag and red Ray Bans.
I know it is an awful cliché to talk about the weather when you live in England, but here goes. Let us talk about the weather. We are having a really bad storm at the moment with gale force winds of about 70mph+ and torrential rain. The Isle of Wight is closed and our fence is in the neighbour’s garden.
The forest breaks up the gales. I love the sound of it howling through the damp autumn landscape. It makes me conscious of how the trees breathe and move. It is also exhausting to walk through with a hyperactive puppy.
Basil got so muddy we had to bathe him too. And he likes to jump out and run around everywhere mid-bath. So I am now doubly exhausted. And speckled with bits of water with mud mixed in. Very nice.
Time for a nice warm bath and a long relaxing read methinks.
What I am wearing: grey knit beret, mauve scarf and gloves from Principles, oversized knit from Roman Originals (the shop my mum works in, hehe), skinny jeans, indigo boots from Faith, heart pendant on a long chain, patent shoulder bag and red Ray Ban’s.
Dog walking again. It rained and was generally yucky.
What I am wearing: black beret, mauve scarf from Principles, grey long-sleeved shirt, grey-blue knit, black leggings, biker boots, patent shoulder bag, heart pendant on a long necklace and my red Ray Ban’s.
Looking less awkward whilst taking Basil out for a walk. He is not mine, unfortunately, as I am deadly allergic to dogs :( I can manage when we are outside but not indoors.
What I am wearing: a navy dress from Zara, dark red-violet tights, dark red-violet velvet shoes, chunky knit scarf, grey coat from Select, dark grey knit beret and my signature dark red Ray Ban glasses. Phew.
I have learned many things today.
Realisation number one: modelling is not as easy as others make it look. Usually I am photographed in my natural habitat (often devouring meat, dairy or alcoholic products) so being photographed for the sake of documentation is… unsettling. I became very aware that I was being photographed. And I felt very uncomfortable with that. I realise how painfully obvious this is in the photo, but I do not think the clothes are to blame. Or are they? You be the judge.
Realisation number two: The lighting in my house sucks. It has been raining all day, so I could not get decent light anywhere. As a result the colours are a little off. My tights, dress and shoes appear to be black. So use your imagination whilst I make some sacrifices to the sun gods. Hopefully my offerings of cheese and cheap white wine will please them.
Realisation number three: My house is wonky. I cropped out the ceiling as it is visibly bulging outwards and I did not want to alarm anybody. Like the council. Who might be scouring teh interwebz in search of condemned buildings. Yes.
Realisation number four: I am an artist. Who the hell says red-violet within the context of anything outside art? Which leads onto my last realisation…
Realisation number five: I am a colour geek. I am obsessed with how fashion has influenced our used of colour related language. For example, Elsa Schiaparelli invented shocking pink. I find that fascinating. And I want to know more colour names, or else I am going to keep saying things like red-violet. Got any for me?
