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Wednesday, 14 November 2012
Friday, 26 October 2012
Dear Santa...
For as long as I can remember, this time of year, possibly even earlier, I would begin the process of penning my letter to the big man himself. T'old Father Chrimbo. #stillbelieve
This year, as much as I hope I have grown up, a few things have already started catching my beady eye.
I can assure you all I have been a very good girl this year, ok?
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| Angel Jackson from Urbanoutfitters.com |
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| Cute Sweater from Topshop.com |
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| House of Harlow Two Tone Ring from Urbanoutfitters.com |
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| Hoping Santa got my tweet about needing an iPad to go inside this...!? |
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| Standard. Christmas Knitted Jumper, will be forcing my OH into one too! Asos.com |
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| Love a sequin or two during the festive season...Riverisland.com |
Friday, 21 September 2012
Today I like...
Surely a staple in everyone's wardrobe, I love how a biker jacket will go with anything. Give an edgy look to a feminine dress or sex up skinny jeans.
Love a stripey tee. Say no more.
Some gorgeous Miss Selfridge shorts... Party Season... I welcome you!! xx
Monday, 17 September 2012
The Leaves Will be Departing the Trees Soon...
I came back from sunny Portugal last week, having missed the one super hot week in the UK. Typical. As much as I love the sunshine, there is a little part of me secretly inside that loves the idea of A/W being upon us. Wrapping up all cosy, lots of new trends- generally an excellent excuse for new clothes!
My first nod to the cooler season was last Monday when I went from blonde to brunette. I have been blonde, with the assistance of my amazing hairdresser, since I was 14. I had a brunette stint last year so I thought I would take the plunge again. It really is more cost effective as well, getting your roots done every 5 weeks was killing the bank account and I need a new winter coat. Priorities.
I have been on night shifts all week so I have used quieter moments to look at some new clothes for the next few months. A lot of studs and leather knocking about and some cute graphic tees. After all the colour splashes of Spring/Summer, everyone is feeling a bit grungey which I love.
So my next plan is to find the perfect winter coat, I am fancying a fur lined parka and there is a nice camo one in Topshop which I have spied. I am also after the perfect pair of leggings having decided that my Primark ones are just rubbish now. Any offerings most welcome!
Oh and when do you really know when the winter months are here? When Starbucks get their red cups- I get so excited. Yes. I am a loser.
xx
My first nod to the cooler season was last Monday when I went from blonde to brunette. I have been blonde, with the assistance of my amazing hairdresser, since I was 14. I had a brunette stint last year so I thought I would take the plunge again. It really is more cost effective as well, getting your roots done every 5 weeks was killing the bank account and I need a new winter coat. Priorities.
I have been on night shifts all week so I have used quieter moments to look at some new clothes for the next few months. A lot of studs and leather knocking about and some cute graphic tees. After all the colour splashes of Spring/Summer, everyone is feeling a bit grungey which I love.
So my next plan is to find the perfect winter coat, I am fancying a fur lined parka and there is a nice camo one in Topshop which I have spied. I am also after the perfect pair of leggings having decided that my Primark ones are just rubbish now. Any offerings most welcome!
Oh and when do you really know when the winter months are here? When Starbucks get their red cups- I get so excited. Yes. I am a loser.
xx
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| The New 'do... |
Saturday, 25 August 2012
Happy Campers
I've gotta say...the idea of a camping trip sends me to a place I have spent years avoiding but when my lovely OH suggested the idea a few months ago I have been slowly coming round to the idea so that on Tuesday when the words, "Shall we go camping tomorrow night then?" came out of my City Living mouth, they surprised me just as much as they surprised him.
And that was it. I was commited to a night in a field.
We booked in at a place in Ashbourne in Derbyshire (no, i'm not ready to just pitch up on the side of a hill somewhere...)
I had to call in at my mum's on the way which saw a torrent of abuse about the pink Converse All Stars and denim shorts I was wearing. "Lucy! Where are your wellies??" Well mum, as you know, I have not owned a pair of wellies since I was 8 years old. The connies will be just fine!
My OH turns up looking like Bear Grylls. Oh my god, poor him, how has he ended up with me, he must have thought he was in for a night of moaning, and I say that in a totally unsexy sense.
We arrived and I dutifully watched him pitch our tent. I did offer to help but, of course, he did the gentlemanly thing.
The night was a success anyway, the sky was beautiful, absolutely full of stars and despite the fact the OH slept like a baby even managing to look more comfortable than when we are at home, I was just pleased to make it through the night without having to wake him up because I was scared a bear was coming to the tent door...
And that was it. I was commited to a night in a field.
We booked in at a place in Ashbourne in Derbyshire (no, i'm not ready to just pitch up on the side of a hill somewhere...)
I had to call in at my mum's on the way which saw a torrent of abuse about the pink Converse All Stars and denim shorts I was wearing. "Lucy! Where are your wellies??" Well mum, as you know, I have not owned a pair of wellies since I was 8 years old. The connies will be just fine!
My OH turns up looking like Bear Grylls. Oh my god, poor him, how has he ended up with me, he must have thought he was in for a night of moaning, and I say that in a totally unsexy sense.
We arrived and I dutifully watched him pitch our tent. I did offer to help but, of course, he did the gentlemanly thing.
The night was a success anyway, the sky was beautiful, absolutely full of stars and despite the fact the OH slept like a baby even managing to look more comfortable than when we are at home, I was just pleased to make it through the night without having to wake him up because I was scared a bear was coming to the tent door...
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| The Connies did me Proud... |
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
Workwear #currentbainofmylife
As if it isn't difficult enough for me to dress like an office bod now, I am also battling with this nightmare weather. I set off to work, black skinnys, black and white spotted blouse, it’s all going fine.
Then.
Dilemma strikes.
Which shoes? I’m terrible with shoes, I must have been denied the gene which makes girls salivate at the copious amounts of shoes they own, just so not bothered. So I glance down at my- I must say fairly proportioned size 7’s- (I am 5ft11 afterall so thats not too clown like...) and think about what coverings they need. It’s torrential rain outside, as in that really wet rain! It’s safe to say I have a poor collection for any type of weather let alone this freak storm. In the end, I hedge a bet that it might, just might be sunny later on and opt for my lime green sandals with gold studs, maybe a little inappropriate for work and what would Health and Safety say if I stubbed my toe but hey, i’ll take the risk. As I look out the office window now, I can’t help but feel smug as I see the blue sky and realise that the lime sandals were a wise choice.
Then.
Dilemma strikes.
Which shoes? I’m terrible with shoes, I must have been denied the gene which makes girls salivate at the copious amounts of shoes they own, just so not bothered. So I glance down at my- I must say fairly proportioned size 7’s- (I am 5ft11 afterall so thats not too clown like...) and think about what coverings they need. It’s torrential rain outside, as in that really wet rain! It’s safe to say I have a poor collection for any type of weather let alone this freak storm. In the end, I hedge a bet that it might, just might be sunny later on and opt for my lime green sandals with gold studs, maybe a little inappropriate for work and what would Health and Safety say if I stubbed my toe but hey, i’ll take the risk. As I look out the office window now, I can’t help but feel smug as I see the blue sky and realise that the lime sandals were a wise choice.
Sunday, 5 August 2012
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