Forgive me, tumblr, for I have sinned. Work has hit me like a freight train and blogging has had to take a back seat for a while. Liverpool, Stafford, Brighton, Coventry, Swansea… It’s barely halfway into the current semester and I’m knackered already. What’s more I’ve somehow wound up teaching on a fashion (design and communication) degree course. Can’t complain though. It’s been good fun and I get to hang out with my friend Carol a lot.
I’ve not been entirely useless in what passes for my spare time these days though. I have continued to stockpile outfit shots, though the lighting in the shop has left much to be desired as it’s been rather overcast of late.
Say hello to my wonderful Australian earrings, made by Melbourne-based company, Erstwilder. I’ve been combing etsy and eBay for aeons trying to find a good pair of flamingo danglies, which in itself is entirely down to having seen an Oz blogger rocking a pair of these a couple of years ago. Imagine my surprise when I stumbled upon the very thing in Covent Garden’s Monday antique market. While they’re obviously not antique, the lady I bought them from also sells some vintage bakelite along with a ton of quirky brands I’ve never seen anywhere else, much of them French. I’ve been resisting her charms for years but finally cracked big time. I also bought an adorable pair of enamel squirrel earrings – plus a pair of tiny striped dachshund Erstwilder earrings for m’bestie’s birthday. (We are polar opposites when it comes to style. She favours discreet jewellery but she does love a dog or cat motif).
Meanwhile I cannot tell you how chuffed I am to finally own this frock! I’ve been patiently waiting for Evans to reduce it properly for months. Every now and again they’d teasingly reduce the price from £60 to £48 but I continued to stick it out until they brought it down to £30. Much more like it in my book.
I’ve been wearing it a lot. Although it’s more or less like a sleeveless version of my first Scarlett and Jo dress, it’s a slightly better fit and I feel less formal it because it doesn’t have the long, sheer sleeves. (Cats and long sheer anything is just an accident waiting to happen). I am, however, flirting with the idea of a black tulle 50s-style petticoat to go underneath for added fanciness,
Anyroadup, tumblr, that’s it for this evening. My bed is singing a siren song and I need my beauty sleep.