Monday, 29 October 2012

Twenty-five or "Season of the Witch"

I've been saving this post as I wanted to coordinate it with Hallowe'en, which in my opinion is the second best thing about winter. The number one (and only other) best thing about winter as far as I'm concerned is the extra hour in bed when the clocks go back. So that's passed now. Harrumph, roll on Spring!

OK, enough of the tedious moaning. Today I'm continuing my pictorial boastings of the Great American Road Trip, yay! After a rather boring Boston we headed immediately north to Salem, Massachusetts, a place where Hallowe'en is taken very seriously (decorations on a par with Christmas!) and is celebrated for the entire month of October, not just the 31st. They have good reason too due to their rather gruesome heritage of the real life witch trials of the 1690's. Google them, they were Not Nice.

Anyhows, let's get on to what I wore. It was still warm back at the beginning of the month so I took my last opportunity to dress summery in my beloved denim cut offs and very unspooky My Little Pony shirt.

Hanging with my homies.

Shirt: Primark (Size 8)
Shorts: Topshop (Size 10)

A quick note about my nails. A happy coincidence in that they were painted black, which is my go-to nail shade, no matter what the season. Here they are:

As black as night

Oo-ahh, I'm as white as a ghost!

Cool as a cauldron

Matt, Pinky, Perky.

You must be an angel. I can see it in your eyes.

The Lovely Bones

Obligatory graveyard shot

So that's it for today. And yes, it hasn't escaped my notice that the only scary thing in the sun-dappled graveyard is my posing. Shudder.

Thursday, 25 October 2012

Twenty-four or "Get Shirty"

I've managed to get my mitts on a kick-ass proper camera! It's only a loan, but I've wasted no time in inflicting a crash course of camera operation on my little group of forced-into photographers and away we went. Seriously, the difference in quality between this and my iPhone is incredible, I hope you appreciate it as much as I do.

The outfit in question is another I purchased in the States. I first saw it on a mannequin worn as an extra-long shirt, which I'm keen to try, but this particular day I wore it with a belt, as a dress. I think it works pretty well, so there.

Shirt Dress: Urban Outfitters USA (Size S)
Belt: H&M
Socks: Topshop
Boots: Topshop (Size 5)

It wasn't too cold a day so I was able to wear my beloved biker jacket and also took Boris for another outing (that's the fake fur scarf, note to the uninitiated):

Furry Scarf: H&M
Jacket: Topshop Petite (Size 8)

And one without Boris. This jacket ROCKS!

Check out the western detail on the collar of the shirt, I'm a fan. I would tell you where my necklace was from too, if I could remember. Which I can't. It may have been Forever 21...

The eagle-eyed will have spotted that I have green nails in these here photos. I do. Green and a bit of glitter, I was inspired by another blogger, Miss Indie. Here's my version using Barry M's Mint Green and Rimmel's Disco Ball:

Photo taken on my phone, so excuse the shadowyness.

It would be rude not to include more photos considering I keep banging on about the fancy new camera. Montage to finish.

Sunday, 21 October 2012

Twenty-three or "Aw, snap!"

I'm taking a break from my ongoing holiday boast to share an outfit from the past week. It does feature an American cardigan purchase though so rest assured that I'm not holding off from bragging completely.

It's been feeling more and more wintry this week so there was no better time to dust off my faux fur stole from last winter that I affectionately refer to as my 'fake roadkill' AKA Boris. It goes without saying that I would never wear *actual* roadkill... or real fur.  I mean, yuck. Boris is so warm and stroke-able that whenever I wear him it's like walking around whilst having my cat draped around my neck, which would never happen in real life.

Fake Roadkill: H&M
Cardigan: Silence + Noise at Urban Outfitters, USA (Size XS)
Dress: Topshop (Size 6)
Boots: Topshop (Size 5)

I bought the cardigan in the States and have been pretty much living in it ever since. I love the colour, the slouchy kimono-esque batwing shape and the unusual marble knit effect (my own terminology).  Here it is without Boris:

Yes, this dress was in my last post too. It is wonderfully versatile.

And the marble bobble knit in close-up:

Have you ever turned up to something and realised, to your horror, that you're not the only person in the room in that there outfit? This happened to me this week when I got to work and realised that the lovely Andrea, WHO I SIT NEXT TO, was in a very similar get up. We fell about laughing and promptly took a picture:

Yes, Andrea's dress has featured previously. I also have her necklace, nearly wore it too!

Andrea's Necklace: H&M
Andrea's Dress & Cardigan: River Island

One last look at the outfit sans Boris (aww) AND some outtakes for general mirth.

Sigh, usual fringe-related problems.

Realisation of outfit duplication.

Nope, really can't remember what we were doing here.

So. Very. Cold.

Wednesday, 17 October 2012

Twenty-two or "On The Road"

This trip was my first ever to the States and I was determined to see as much as I possibly could within a two-week period, so after a few days in the Hamptons we embarked on a Great American Adventure and hit the road in our trusty (rented) black Dodge Avenger.  Were we put off by the licence plate declaring 'GAH'?  We were not!  Did it matter that we had minimal knowledge as to where we were heading or what we would do there?  It did not!  We were on a Road Trip and I swiftly settled into my role as a snap-happy, iPod wielding, satnav questioning, snack stop demanding passenger.  Ah, good times.

The first port of call was the pretty little harbour town of Newport, Rhode Island.  Famous for mansions, don't you know, as well as excellent seafood - of course it was, the whole of New England is overflowing with lobster and clam chowder, which I enthusiastically devoured EVERY DAY.  I decided to wear a recent purchase for the occasion - a fisherman-esque chunky green sweater with very un-fisherman-like shoulder studs and dress.  Behold:

As usual, excuse the ropey darkness of the photo - blame my iPhone.

Jumper: Topshop Petite (Size 10)
Dress (under jumper): Topshop (Size 6)
Slipper-type Shoes: Primark (Size 4)
Satchel: H&M

You're probably familiar with this jumper as it seems everyone in the UK has it, but that doesn't detract from it's greatness - thanks, Topshop for bringing it out in Petite so I can wear a smaller version and not be swamped.  Here's a close-up for a better appreciation of the true colour and the studs:


Want to see some more photos from the holiday?  Oh OK, twist my arm... just make sure you scroll all the way down to the end for my indepth take on Boston.

Here's me doing the 'cliff walk' in Newport - that's an activity, not a dance move, by the way - along the backs of all the famous mansions.  (No, I hadn't heard of them either... they were very impressive, though!):

Oops, unoriginally wearing my outfit from Post Seven here

A pre-cliff-walk warning.  Weeeee!

Yep, that's a mansion alright.

More mansions on a particularly low part of the cliff.

Lobster tails!  Pinchy tastes gooood.

And just because I thought it was funny, check out my hair's 'Something About Mary' impression on the ferry from Long Island to Connecticut, en route to Newport...

When bad hair happens to good people...

So yeah, after Newport we went to Boston.  It rained.  A lot.  The best bit was the place where everybody knows your name (although actually they didn't):

Not a single sighting of Sam, Woody OR Frasier.  Pah.

Part Deux.  Fin.

Saturday, 13 October 2012

Twenty-one or "Love Hamptons"

I've been on holiday, I have!  My third overseas trip in as many months, there's definitely something to be said for saving up your holidays until the latter half of the year.  This time I flung myself far: da USA, woop woop!  It was a holiday of several parts and I shall take each segment as a separate post.

First up: the Hamptons! Now, anyone who has seen Revenge, Gossip Girl Season 2, or even Weekend at Bernie's will know that the Hamptons are a particularly beautiful part of the world, teeming with vengeful characters, salacious happenings and/or the inconvenient cropping up of dead bodies.  My trip was, thankfully, devoid of all of the above (except the beautiful scenery) as I was in East Hampton with a group of friends for the real-life wedding of American beauty Daria to London copper Martin.

I wore a very tight-fitting dress for the beachside wedding... I'd made the mistake of buying it four months previously and then, to my horror, realised a couple of weeks beforehand that I had actually got a bit fatter since then.  Cue emergency first-time-ever panic diet and increased exercise plan prior to the trip!

Beautiful harbour views at the Reception, accessorised with a Bloody Mary and moi.

Necklace: H&M (inspired by Andrea in previous post)
Dress: Louche at Joy the Store (Size 8/XS)
Shoes: Dorothy Perkins via eBay (Size 4)

Let's just take a moment to talk about my bag, which you can't quite see in the picture. I'm a sucker for vintage-style bags and found this beauty in Miss Selfridge the day before I left the UK... it's purse-fection, just look at it!

Sigh, bag love

And the obligatory close-up of the graphic floral print on my dress:

Fabulous florals

Of course I can't just announce that I've been to a wedding without showing you a snap of the bridal party. Big up to the dresses: Daria looked absolutely beautiful and I luh-uh-uhved the ocean blue of her bridesmaids' dresses, worn with very beach-appropriate flip-flops.  

Daria and her bridesmaids

I put a lot of effort into my hair that day, involving lots of backcombing, curling and pinning. It was incredibly windy at the beach so I really need not have bothered, however this is the one and only picture where it doesn't look like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards. Unfortunately, not the best photo of Matt, but hey...

Getting attacked by Matt's corsage (from that pesky hedge).

And the only other picture I got of the rest of the beach.  Not a corpse in sight, yay!

Windswept fringe. Should have used more hairspray.


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