Hi-de-hi, everyone. I haven't written a personal post for a while because there have been a few things going on in my little mind, but it's been my prerogative not to share them.
5 November 2015
That time I went shopping and it made me really hate shopping
Hi-de-hi, everyone. I haven't written a personal post for a while because there have been a few things going on in my little mind, but it's been my prerogative not to share them.
5 September 2015
#TheBloggersMarket, take two
Following on from the success of the initial blogger's market back in January, the gals put it on all over again, this time in the chic setting of The Hoxton, Holborn. So I grabbed a gal pal and headed to central early-ish on a Saturday morning.
10 June 2015
Kris says something: Style is key, so find your niche
23 May 2015
Event etiquette (i.e. how to not act like a dick)
Last night when I was at an event and feeling tipsy on a cocktail of bellinis, mojitos and ale (as in, a cocktail of cocktails PLUS ale, bleurgh), I had a thought - dangerous - that it would be good to do a little etiquette guide slash what not to do at events. Y'know, just in case anyone was interested.
6 May 2015
"Nautical Chic" at Beyond Retro, Kingsland Road
Ahoy! I don't know if many of you have heard about Beyond Retro's newest store on Kingsland Road, but if you're a fan of vintage and retro wares, it's not to be missed. Firstly, it's HUGE. And secondly, it has a stage that hosts talks like the one I attended a few weeks ago, called "Nautical Chic".
29 April 2015
Working at The Vogue Festival
In case you're somehow not aware (I say "somehow" because I've plastered it everywhere - from my LinkedIn, to Facebook, to Twitter...), I've been interning at a little title known as Vogue. My internship just so happened to coincide with The Vogue Festival, so I offered up my services and helped out for the weekend. Here's what went down...
22 April 2015
Jonathan Saunders Sample Sale at The Hoxton
24 February 2015
Dress envy at MIMI Tran with The Body Shop
Cards on the
table - I had wanted to make this post a quirky, fashion week, "behind-the-scenes" exposé.
3 January 2015
My "Super 8" blog reads
Truth be told, I had planned to blog about what was happening in my life this month: the (seemingly eternal) job search, my hopes for 2015, etc.
6 December 2014
Victoria's Secret Angels: the backlash, the bodies and the hypocrisy
Unless you've been shying away from online and print media this week, there's a chance that you've seen an article (or two... or twenty) on the Victoria's Secret show.
23 September 2013
The rookie guide to London Fashion Week
SS14 witnessed The Body Shop as the Official Make Up sponsor for Fashion Scout for the sixth season running. Being the make up sponsor is reeeeally cool for us because it means that our products are showcased at the majority of shows.
8 September 2013
The best lessons are the hardest to learn.
Yes, that's right - I'm going to get all serious on you. You have been warned!
The end of the upcoming week will mark my 8th week milestone of my year-long internship.
As it stands, the internship has not gone as smoothly as I could have hoped. It's had it's perks, but it's also had its lows.
Last week, everything got way, way, WAY too much, and I learned some very important lessons that I'm still struggling to accept.
If you don't already know (and most people that have met me even a few times will know this, because it's pretty much ingrained into my character) - I'm a perfectionist. In my mind, if something isn't done to its full potential, and it's not something I can be proud of... what's the point?
This characteristic has been my downfall - my hamartia, as good old Shakespeare would say - in the workplace.
In my position I really strain myself. I have so much to do, so many things to prioritise, remember, chase up, complete, move, etc, that I am stretched out too thinly. The problem is that with a million things on my to-do list, I can never do anything to its full potential. Consequently, what I end up doing is putting all my efforts into two or three things, and letting minute details of other things which are just as important fall down by the wayside.
I won't go into detail, 1. because it's boring, and 2. because I'm not sure if it's considered "Private and Confidential" and I don't want to get into trouble, but I made some pretty hefty errors in the last few weeks.
It all came to a head towards the end of last week, though, when I came back from a brain-melting task which had taken me close to four hours, and it was 6:15pm (I'm meant to finish at 5:30, but never do), and I still had at least 6 things to action which would take me a good while. I was exhausted, my eyes hurt, I had a headache after squinting at letters and numbers, and I really, really just wanted to get home. I was so stressed, I wanted to cry.
"Go home" my colleagues said. "I can't" I said, "I still have loads to do!"
At this point I could have just happily put my head on the table and screamed in frustration. How had I let things pile up so much? How had I gotten so behind? Why do even the smallest tasks take so long? WHY am I still here with so much to do?
But I didn't, because I couldn't. So as the aforementioned colleagues gathered around my desk and had a look through my extensive to-do list, I sat there, torn between a state of being emotional numb and mildly hysterical, and tried to breathe as they told me how they were going to help me with the sticky situation I'd gotten myself into.
"This isn't me!" I wanted to shout, "I'm a hard-worker! I try my best at everything! All I want to do is be the best intern ever and not mess up! I can do better!"
I felt like I'd failed. I felt like I wasn't cut out for the job, even though I remindede myself I was chosen out out a rather large number of candidates.
But I hadn't actually failed. I'd just tried to do everything and I hadn't communicated my problem, which was as simple as: I'm too overwhelmed.
Even though I ask questions pretty much all the time, I never actually admitted that I had too much on my plate, because I thought it was expected of me to just do what I was given and get on with it. But the issue was that I'd gotten so many things to do, and gotten into such a state that I didn't know what to do, so was consequently at a loss at how to handle everything. All I'd needed to do was metaphorically stuck my hand up and say "Help me before I get majorly overwhelmed and want to curl up into a ball to let the magic fairies sort my life out."
It's a hard lesson to learn, but I understand that it's an important one. I let my pride get the better of me, and as cliched as it sounds, pride definitely comes before a fall. The workplace is a constantly challenging environment... no one expects you to be able to silently slot in and become a super robot whizz and never say a word. Not only am I learning new skills and techniques and adapting to new routines, I am learning to help myself and communicate that in fact, no, I can't do X, because I'm still devoting a lot of my time to Y.
On a lighter note, I am lucky to be attending Fashion Scout as part of London Fashion Week between the 13th and 17th of September, which I'm very excited about. My next post will hopefully be more positive! As far as I know, I'll be helping out backstage with models and assisting our make up artist with various things, and escorting guests around the site. Wish me luck, and thanks for reading!
The end of the upcoming week will mark my 8th week milestone of my year-long internship.
As it stands, the internship has not gone as smoothly as I could have hoped. It's had it's perks, but it's also had its lows.
Last week, everything got way, way, WAY too much, and I learned some very important lessons that I'm still struggling to accept.
If you don't already know (and most people that have met me even a few times will know this, because it's pretty much ingrained into my character) - I'm a perfectionist. In my mind, if something isn't done to its full potential, and it's not something I can be proud of... what's the point?
This characteristic has been my downfall - my hamartia, as good old Shakespeare would say - in the workplace.
In my position I really strain myself. I have so much to do, so many things to prioritise, remember, chase up, complete, move, etc, that I am stretched out too thinly. The problem is that with a million things on my to-do list, I can never do anything to its full potential. Consequently, what I end up doing is putting all my efforts into two or three things, and letting minute details of other things which are just as important fall down by the wayside.
I won't go into detail, 1. because it's boring, and 2. because I'm not sure if it's considered "Private and Confidential" and I don't want to get into trouble, but I made some pretty hefty errors in the last few weeks.
It all came to a head towards the end of last week, though, when I came back from a brain-melting task which had taken me close to four hours, and it was 6:15pm (I'm meant to finish at 5:30, but never do), and I still had at least 6 things to action which would take me a good while. I was exhausted, my eyes hurt, I had a headache after squinting at letters and numbers, and I really, really just wanted to get home. I was so stressed, I wanted to cry.
"Go home" my colleagues said. "I can't" I said, "I still have loads to do!"
At this point I could have just happily put my head on the table and screamed in frustration. How had I let things pile up so much? How had I gotten so behind? Why do even the smallest tasks take so long? WHY am I still here with so much to do?
But I didn't, because I couldn't. So as the aforementioned colleagues gathered around my desk and had a look through my extensive to-do list, I sat there, torn between a state of being emotional numb and mildly hysterical, and tried to breathe as they told me how they were going to help me with the sticky situation I'd gotten myself into.
"This isn't me!" I wanted to shout, "I'm a hard-worker! I try my best at everything! All I want to do is be the best intern ever and not mess up! I can do better!"
I felt like I'd failed. I felt like I wasn't cut out for the job, even though I remindede myself I was chosen out out a rather large number of candidates.
But I hadn't actually failed. I'd just tried to do everything and I hadn't communicated my problem, which was as simple as: I'm too overwhelmed.
Even though I ask questions pretty much all the time, I never actually admitted that I had too much on my plate, because I thought it was expected of me to just do what I was given and get on with it. But the issue was that I'd gotten so many things to do, and gotten into such a state that I didn't know what to do, so was consequently at a loss at how to handle everything. All I'd needed to do was metaphorically stuck my hand up and say "Help me before I get majorly overwhelmed and want to curl up into a ball to let the magic fairies sort my life out."
It's a hard lesson to learn, but I understand that it's an important one. I let my pride get the better of me, and as cliched as it sounds, pride definitely comes before a fall. The workplace is a constantly challenging environment... no one expects you to be able to silently slot in and become a super robot whizz and never say a word. Not only am I learning new skills and techniques and adapting to new routines, I am learning to help myself and communicate that in fact, no, I can't do X, because I'm still devoting a lot of my time to Y.
On a lighter note, I am lucky to be attending Fashion Scout as part of London Fashion Week between the 13th and 17th of September, which I'm very excited about. My next post will hopefully be more positive! As far as I know, I'll be helping out backstage with models and assisting our make up artist with various things, and escorting guests around the site. Wish me luck, and thanks for reading!
18 April 2013
Destination: denim
Somehow, denim has become a massive trend over the last few months.
Maybe it's a 90s throwback (anyone else get irrationally upset after they heard that the rumour that the F.R.I.E.N.D.S reunion was false?), or maybe - more likely - it's representative of the fashion world wanting to perfect the easy-breezy look that throwing on a denim jacket creates, just in time for summer... but I'm not Anna Wintour, so I can only ponder.
Anyway, the fact denim is now available for almost every clothing item (I haven't seen any denim underwear yet, but watch this space) means if you're not wearing at least one item of denim in your S/S 2013 outfits, you're just not on trend. Sorry.
Denim is super easy to style, can be dressed up OR dressed down, and the variation of denim effects (bleached, pale, dark, black, crochet, embroidered, go crazy) means that double denim is no longer offensive. Huzzah!
So as a tribute to the denim trend, for which I am whole-heartedly on board, here's my top denim pieces for the coming months.
1. Light wash Cassie Boyfriend Jeans - £35, River Island.
You can't go wrong with some slouchy boyfriend jeans... I think these could sway me away from the skinny jeans I've been squeezing into for the last 5 years!
2. Denim Jacket - £24, h&m
Slouchy, simple, and a wardrobe staple. Easy on the purse strings, this jacket sells itself.
3. Lexie Denim Cross-Backed Pinafore - £60, Dahlia
I've had my eye on the Dahlia pinafore ever since it was photographed to sell the necklace the model wears, and now it's finally available for me to actually buy! *cue tears of joy*
4. Mid Blue Denim Skater Skirt - £14.99, New Look
Skater skirts don't seem to be going out of fashion anytime soon if clothing sites are anything to go by (which I hope they are).
5. Mid Wash Floral Print Playsuit - £40, Miss Selfridge
I adore the bleach wallpaper effect on this playsuit. Throw in a peter pan collar and I'm SOLD. Too cute.
6. MOTO Bleach High Waist Hotpants - £28, Topshop
These shorts combine a flattering high waist cut with summery bleached denim and a semi loose leg, and they don't look like they are going to show any bumcheek, which is always a good thing.
So what are you waiting for? Get excited for summer and jump on the denim bandwagon, or risk being left behind...
Maybe it's a 90s throwback (anyone else get irrationally upset after they heard that the rumour that the F.R.I.E.N.D.S reunion was false?), or maybe - more likely - it's representative of the fashion world wanting to perfect the easy-breezy look that throwing on a denim jacket creates, just in time for summer... but I'm not Anna Wintour, so I can only ponder.
Anyway, the fact denim is now available for almost every clothing item (I haven't seen any denim underwear yet, but watch this space) means if you're not wearing at least one item of denim in your S/S 2013 outfits, you're just not on trend. Sorry.
Denim is super easy to style, can be dressed up OR dressed down, and the variation of denim effects (bleached, pale, dark, black, crochet, embroidered, go crazy) means that double denim is no longer offensive. Huzzah!
So as a tribute to the denim trend, for which I am whole-heartedly on board, here's my top denim pieces for the coming months.
1. Light wash Cassie Boyfriend Jeans - £35, River Island.
You can't go wrong with some slouchy boyfriend jeans... I think these could sway me away from the skinny jeans I've been squeezing into for the last 5 years!
2. Denim Jacket - £24, h&m
Slouchy, simple, and a wardrobe staple. Easy on the purse strings, this jacket sells itself.
3. Lexie Denim Cross-Backed Pinafore - £60, Dahlia
I've had my eye on the Dahlia pinafore ever since it was photographed to sell the necklace the model wears, and now it's finally available for me to actually buy! *cue tears of joy*
Skater skirts don't seem to be going out of fashion anytime soon if clothing sites are anything to go by (which I hope they are).
5. Mid Wash Floral Print Playsuit - £40, Miss Selfridge
I adore the bleach wallpaper effect on this playsuit. Throw in a peter pan collar and I'm SOLD. Too cute.
These shorts combine a flattering high waist cut with summery bleached denim and a semi loose leg, and they don't look like they are going to show any bumcheek, which is always a good thing.
How rad is this cropped denim vest? Perfect for festivals.
Can't get enough of the colour-contrast denim on this shirt. As soon as I saw it I had to buy it, and I can see myself living in this during the summer months with the sleeves rolled up.
So what are you waiting for? Get excited for summer and jump on the denim bandwagon, or risk being left behind...
10 February 2013
Daydreaming about Dahlia.
My 21st birthday is coming up which means I've been trawling the internet and thinking "What can I ask for that is super nice and not something I couldn't usually buy?"
Luckily, the solution came to me pretty quickly in the form of Dahlia (www.dahlia.com)
I've had my eye on this brand for a few years. It has a single store on Carnaby Street, London, and specialises in really pretty, feminine designs in sumptuous fabrics. At the moment their collection includes a nod to the Western, baroque print jumpers, quirky pinafores and flowing skirts... amongst other beautiful things.
The clothing is quite unique, which means they can get away with their higher-than-your-average-Topshop prices, shirts costing upwards of £38, for example. Unfortunately they don't offer student discount which I think would be really good for them (if any people working for Dahlia read this: pretty please!) which means I can only usually afford Dahlia when it goes on sale.
Anyway, I decided that my turning 21 deserved some pretty pieces that I can use for sophisticated nights out at glamorous bars and interning by day (yes, this is how I visualise my life, post-uni, let me dream). Here's what I'm lusting after.
Luckily, the solution came to me pretty quickly in the form of Dahlia (www.dahlia.com)
I've had my eye on this brand for a few years. It has a single store on Carnaby Street, London, and specialises in really pretty, feminine designs in sumptuous fabrics. At the moment their collection includes a nod to the Western, baroque print jumpers, quirky pinafores and flowing skirts... amongst other beautiful things.
The clothing is quite unique, which means they can get away with their higher-than-your-average-Topshop prices, shirts costing upwards of £38, for example. Unfortunately they don't offer student discount which I think would be really good for them (if any people working for Dahlia read this: pretty please!) which means I can only usually afford Dahlia when it goes on sale.
Anyway, I decided that my turning 21 deserved some pretty pieces that I can use for sophisticated nights out at glamorous bars and interning by day (yes, this is how I visualise my life, post-uni, let me dream). Here's what I'm lusting after.
From the top: Bergen Burgundy Cross Print Blouse, £38; Bernice Chunky Jumper with Stud Shoulder, £25 (SALE); Ella Black Scallop Edge Pinafore, £64; Jakarta Pink Metallic Pleated Knee Length Skirt, £38; Sabrina Pink Blouse with Floral Beaded Collar, £48.
The shirts will look fab under the pinafore, with skirts, or with jeans and I can mix & match the tops with the maxi skirt, too. I love the prints, the embellishments and the cuts of the clothing. Dahlia is super flattering for the more slender, boyish figures amongst the female population, and I can't wait for my birthday and to get my hands on this lovely stuff.
The shirts will look fab under the pinafore, with skirts, or with jeans and I can mix & match the tops with the maxi skirt, too. I love the prints, the embellishments and the cuts of the clothing. Dahlia is super flattering for the more slender, boyish figures amongst the female population, and I can't wait for my birthday and to get my hands on this lovely stuff.
31 January 2013
Boyfriend shirts & Blazers.
It's cold at the moment. Where I am in York is not only cold, but windy and rainy and generally a hostile place to be. Brrrrr.
Recently though, I have found a small sense pleasure in identifying clothes that will help keep me warm without making me resemble a caterpillar.
A word-of-mouth tip from a friend yesterday informing me of an "Everything for £5" vintage shop in town helped me come across a treasure trove of christmas jumpers and tat. However, something there was a lot of was SHIRTS. Shirts everywhere. They were lacking decent stuff in the women's "section" (the shop was more like a glorified jumble sale, but beggars can't be choosers) so I gave up and went to browse the men's. Within minutes I'd found a checked flannel shirt that was clearly way too big for me and fit the bill exactly - I was going for cosy, not fitted.
I wore it today with the two bottom buttons undone, tied up a-la cowgirl, pairing it with a black flippy skirt, some gold jewellery and warm boots. There's something liberating about making a boyfriend shirt (okay, it's quite literally a boy's. shirt.) more girly. I like to think I looked more stylish than walk of shame, but you can't win them all...
Blazers, right. In the same shop the male friend I was browsing with picked up a long-line grey tweed blazer that was too narrow for him at the shoulders. His loss was my gain. It'll be fab for the winter to spring weather cross-over when layered with thin tops/jumpers, and it manages to look androgynous without looking like I'm dressing up in my Dad's clothes.
The point of the article is, more petite girls - I'm running out of euphemisms for small chests here, sorry! - can get away with the androgynous look. Even though I'm aware Agyness Deyn was successfully rocking this look years ago, I have only just decided to embrace it, and it's good fun. With the right accessories it can really add an edge to an outfit without looking like you've tried too hard which is perfect for someone like me who's mantra at the moment is "If I can get away with it, that's enough."
NOTE: If anyone comes across a similar "Everything for £x" shop - STAY CALM. Lots of the stuff there will be absolute rubbish, but the fact it's all cheap as chips means you'll see everything through rose-tinted glasses. Be savvy. Think to yourself: would I still like this if it was double the price? Lots of these offers are non-refundable; imagine how annoyed you'd be if you got home, took off the rose-tinted glasses and hated what you'd purchased. Fine, a fiver isn't a lot, but that's still a cheap bottle of wine from the co-op...
Recently though, I have found a small sense pleasure in identifying clothes that will help keep me warm without making me resemble a caterpillar.
A word-of-mouth tip from a friend yesterday informing me of an "Everything for £5" vintage shop in town helped me come across a treasure trove of christmas jumpers and tat. However, something there was a lot of was SHIRTS. Shirts everywhere. They were lacking decent stuff in the women's "section" (the shop was more like a glorified jumble sale, but beggars can't be choosers) so I gave up and went to browse the men's. Within minutes I'd found a checked flannel shirt that was clearly way too big for me and fit the bill exactly - I was going for cosy, not fitted.
I wore it today with the two bottom buttons undone, tied up a-la cowgirl, pairing it with a black flippy skirt, some gold jewellery and warm boots. There's something liberating about making a boyfriend shirt (okay, it's quite literally a boy's. shirt.) more girly. I like to think I looked more stylish than walk of shame, but you can't win them all...
Blazers, right. In the same shop the male friend I was browsing with picked up a long-line grey tweed blazer that was too narrow for him at the shoulders. His loss was my gain. It'll be fab for the winter to spring weather cross-over when layered with thin tops/jumpers, and it manages to look androgynous without looking like I'm dressing up in my Dad's clothes.
The point of the article is, more petite girls - I'm running out of euphemisms for small chests here, sorry! - can get away with the androgynous look. Even though I'm aware Agyness Deyn was successfully rocking this look years ago, I have only just decided to embrace it, and it's good fun. With the right accessories it can really add an edge to an outfit without looking like you've tried too hard which is perfect for someone like me who's mantra at the moment is "If I can get away with it, that's enough."
NOTE: If anyone comes across a similar "Everything for £x" shop - STAY CALM. Lots of the stuff there will be absolute rubbish, but the fact it's all cheap as chips means you'll see everything through rose-tinted glasses. Be savvy. Think to yourself: would I still like this if it was double the price? Lots of these offers are non-refundable; imagine how annoyed you'd be if you got home, took off the rose-tinted glasses and hated what you'd purchased. Fine, a fiver isn't a lot, but that's still a cheap bottle of wine from the co-op...
23 January 2013
Peter Pan Collars.
I do love myself a peter pan collar, I have to admit.
They make a shirt more feminine, and immediately prettify dresses.
The first celebrity that comes to mind in the classic word association game if you yelled PETER PAN COLLAR at me would be the lovely Zooey Deschanel, followed by old-school Blair Waldorf. These girls are adorable and their dress sense isn't too bad either. What I'm trying to say is that you could do a lot worse than being compared to Zooey and Blair donning a peter pan collar.
Where the concept of calling a rounded collar a "peter pan" collar originates from, I'm not entirely sure, especially because whenever I think of Peter Pan I think of this guy:
This top is by Kelly Brook and again, I adore the jewels! This would be absolutely perfect with a pair of jeans and heels, matched with a blazer. The lace insert really finishes the whole look off. Make sure you wear a cami or something underneath until it gets a bit warmer, because the back is sheer...
3. Alice Leopard Peter Pan Collar Playsuit, £25
They make a shirt more feminine, and immediately prettify dresses.
The first celebrity that comes to mind in the classic word association game if you yelled PETER PAN COLLAR at me would be the lovely Zooey Deschanel, followed by old-school Blair Waldorf. These girls are adorable and their dress sense isn't too bad either. What I'm trying to say is that you could do a lot worse than being compared to Zooey and Blair donning a peter pan collar.
Where the concept of calling a rounded collar a "peter pan" collar originates from, I'm not entirely sure, especially because whenever I think of Peter Pan I think of this guy:
They seem to be slowly falling out of fashion in favour of sparkly or statement collars, which seems a shame, so with this in mind I've scouted out some collars that remain flying the flag for all PP lovers out there.
Oh, and did I mention this collar highly favours small-busted girls? I didn't? Well, it does. Busty girls really struggle with this style, so make the most of it!
Oh, and did I mention this collar highly favours small-busted girls? I didn't? Well, it does. Busty girls really struggle with this style, so make the most of it!
1. Peterpan Flowery Flippy Dress, £48
This dress is super pretty, and I love the little flower and bead embellishments. Students get 10% discount with an NUS Extra card, and this will be perfect in the spring with a cute cardigan. Wear with boots during the day, and cute flats in the evening. Or vice versa, depending how fancy your respective boots/flats are!
2. Navy Lace Insert Jewel Shell Top, £15
2. Navy Lace Insert Jewel Shell Top, £15
This top is by Kelly Brook and again, I adore the jewels! This would be absolutely perfect with a pair of jeans and heels, matched with a blazer. The lace insert really finishes the whole look off. Make sure you wear a cami or something underneath until it gets a bit warmer, because the back is sheer...
3. Alice Leopard Peter Pan Collar Playsuit, £25
Apologies for the terrible quality, but I wanted the image to be a similar size to the others! I love this playsuit because it's sophisticated whilst giving a nod to the animal print trend. The three-quarter sleeves are spring-friendly, and there's always the option to dare to bare or keep things covered up (I'd personally risk getting the legs out, otherwise you run the risk of looking too conservative).
4. Red Owl Print Peter Pan Collar Peplum Top, £8
4. Red Owl Print Peter Pan Collar Peplum Top, £8
Rather awkwardly I have just checked and this product is out of stock... BUT, may I just give New Look a round of applause for managing to incorporate a peter pan collar, peplum, and OWLS into one piece of clothing? Pretty impressive. This kind of top can easily be dressed up with a bodycon skirt or dressed down with jeans.
5. Limited Cream Pearl Teardrop Collar, £19.99.
5. Limited Cream Pearl Teardrop Collar, £19.99.
And if you're wearing a plain top/dress but feel lost without a cute collar, thanks to retailers everywhere, there is hope. Hurrah!
Let me know if you find any places that take a fancy to Peter Pan Collars, because they really do seem stark at the moment.
Let me know if you find any places that take a fancy to Peter Pan Collars, because they really do seem stark at the moment.
16 January 2013
Fashion Faux Pas
This post has been almost a week in the pipeline, but it's still very very relevant.
Despite trying as hard as I can as a poor student who really would love nothing better than to slob around in massive jumpers, leggings and big socks ALL DAY LONG (all whilst drooling at Blair Waldorf's wardrobe) to adhere to seasonal trends, I do occasionally get it wrong. Ok, maybe quite a lot.
At the time I'll put an outfit together and think I look good, and then I'll look back and say: "Oh my God, what in heaven's name was I thinking?!" Tagged photos will be swiftly hidden from my timeline, the memories will be repressed, my embarrassing outfit choices utterly dead to me.
But almost a week ago I think I out-did myself. I managed to make the ultimate faux-pas of revealing my undergarments unintentionally. Nope, it wasn't to give the boys a cheeky sneak peak, or even because what I was wearing was indecently short. In fact, the irony is two-fold:
1. The dress I wore was a MIDI DRESS. As in, the dress was cut below my knees, mid-calf length. And it was clingy, meaning if I had wanted to flash my knickers I would have had quite a job doing so.
2. I chose my underwear based on the fact I was worried about VPL (which, in case any readers are unaware, is an acronym for "visible panty line") - I did match my bra and knickers but was worried my knickers weren't seamless enough, so opted for some big bright pink pants.
After all of this, it seems that my worries were completely unfounded, because it was neither the length of my dress or the texture of my knickers that would be my downfall, but the lining (or lack thereof) that gave me away.
Without flash, in a particular light, at a specific angle, you could catch a hint of my undergarments.
But, alas, with the devil utilised, all was revealed. It simultaneously brought to light (see what I did there?) my underwear choices and my unfortunate decision to not wear black.
Lesson learned.
To be fair, you CAN wear black dresses with whatever colour underwear you want, usually. But, if the material is clingy and thin, don't risk it. Just don't. Otherwise, like me, you will undoubtedly discover your mistake and squeal in embarrassment upon perusing the pictures the morning after, and for a few minutes you'll feel empty and wonder where your dignity has decided to hide.
So, the message is to make sure you think through your underwear just as much as your other layers, and to never ever underestimate the evil powers of a camera.
Here's a picture of all of my friends and I for my friend's 21st, wearing my lovely midi dress (from Ark) with my underwear on show. Oops!
C'est la vie! Dress safe ;)
Despite trying as hard as I can as a poor student who really would love nothing better than to slob around in massive jumpers, leggings and big socks ALL DAY LONG (all whilst drooling at Blair Waldorf's wardrobe) to adhere to seasonal trends, I do occasionally get it wrong. Ok, maybe quite a lot.
At the time I'll put an outfit together and think I look good, and then I'll look back and say: "Oh my God, what in heaven's name was I thinking?!" Tagged photos will be swiftly hidden from my timeline, the memories will be repressed, my embarrassing outfit choices utterly dead to me.
But almost a week ago I think I out-did myself. I managed to make the ultimate faux-pas of revealing my undergarments unintentionally. Nope, it wasn't to give the boys a cheeky sneak peak, or even because what I was wearing was indecently short. In fact, the irony is two-fold:
1. The dress I wore was a MIDI DRESS. As in, the dress was cut below my knees, mid-calf length. And it was clingy, meaning if I had wanted to flash my knickers I would have had quite a job doing so.
2. I chose my underwear based on the fact I was worried about VPL (which, in case any readers are unaware, is an acronym for "visible panty line") - I did match my bra and knickers but was worried my knickers weren't seamless enough, so opted for some big bright pink pants.
After all of this, it seems that my worries were completely unfounded, because it was neither the length of my dress or the texture of my knickers that would be my downfall, but the lining (or lack thereof) that gave me away.
Without flash, in a particular light, at a specific angle, you could catch a hint of my undergarments.
But, alas, with the devil utilised, all was revealed. It simultaneously brought to light (see what I did there?) my underwear choices and my unfortunate decision to not wear black.
Lesson learned.
To be fair, you CAN wear black dresses with whatever colour underwear you want, usually. But, if the material is clingy and thin, don't risk it. Just don't. Otherwise, like me, you will undoubtedly discover your mistake and squeal in embarrassment upon perusing the pictures the morning after, and for a few minutes you'll feel empty and wonder where your dignity has decided to hide.
So, the message is to make sure you think through your underwear just as much as your other layers, and to never ever underestimate the evil powers of a camera.
Here's a picture of all of my friends and I for my friend's 21st, wearing my lovely midi dress (from Ark) with my underwear on show. Oops!
C'est la vie! Dress safe ;)
15 October 2012
High-neck Highnesses
Yes, that just happened. In my title I have suggested that ladies working their "good things come in small packages" bust are akin to royalty.
I realised I haven't really addressed the "tat" part of my blog title (which is kind of rubbish of me!) so to redeem myself, I am doing just that. Huzzah!
I absolutely ADORE the clothing website Jones and Jones www.jonesandjonesfashion.com
They are quite pricey but the dresses/skirts are very pretty and I indulged in one for my college Christmas Ball. I got a fair few compliments (which makes the not-so-humble spend justified, obviously)
Anyway, the dress I wore had very high neck. As in, if my neck and dress were a couple, the combination would have resulted in people yelling "Get a room! Stop being all over each other!"
Basically, it was high.
My more busty companions would not have been able to "work" the dress.
For one, a size 8 (the size I wore) had literally no room for a bust. And if I'd have gotten a size up, it probably wouldn't have fit in the right place. The style of the dress is definitely for a slim, small-busted girl. My slim but busty friends would have struggled to get the same dress fitting bust-wise and length-wise.
Secondly, it is far less flattering for boobalicious girls to wear high-necked tops. It looks like their boobs are being suffocated and it makes them look bigger. And if the torso isn't fitted right, it can have the effect of not distinguishing between bust and stomach, giving them a probably utterly unwelcome weight gain.
Just another thing to celebrate!
Here's an example of one of their b-e-a-utiful dresses, by the way. If you want to put on a dress and instantly feel fabulous, look no further...
I realised I haven't really addressed the "tat" part of my blog title (which is kind of rubbish of me!) so to redeem myself, I am doing just that. Huzzah!
I absolutely ADORE the clothing website Jones and Jones www.jonesandjonesfashion.com
They are quite pricey but the dresses/skirts are very pretty and I indulged in one for my college Christmas Ball. I got a fair few compliments (which makes the not-so-humble spend justified, obviously)
Anyway, the dress I wore had very high neck. As in, if my neck and dress were a couple, the combination would have resulted in people yelling "Get a room! Stop being all over each other!"
Basically, it was high.
My more busty companions would not have been able to "work" the dress.
For one, a size 8 (the size I wore) had literally no room for a bust. And if I'd have gotten a size up, it probably wouldn't have fit in the right place. The style of the dress is definitely for a slim, small-busted girl. My slim but busty friends would have struggled to get the same dress fitting bust-wise and length-wise.
Secondly, it is far less flattering for boobalicious girls to wear high-necked tops. It looks like their boobs are being suffocated and it makes them look bigger. And if the torso isn't fitted right, it can have the effect of not distinguishing between bust and stomach, giving them a probably utterly unwelcome weight gain.
Just another thing to celebrate!
Here's an example of one of their b-e-a-utiful dresses, by the way. If you want to put on a dress and instantly feel fabulous, look no further...
Jones and Jones Disappearing Daisy Dress
(Also, since the bra solutions might be slightly complicated, "small" girls just wouldn't need to wear a bra. Win)
23 September 2012
Welcome to my blog!
I just spent about 5 minutes contemplating how to start this blog and greet potential followers (is "hello" too formal? Is "howdy" too... western?) so I figure I'll just skip the formalities. This is my blog, after all, so I guess anything goes :)
I guess before I get started I better explain the meaning behind the title (and give a special mention to my housemate, Cass - I chose this one, thaaanks!). Ahem.
It's no secret that I have not been blessed with a large, er, bosom. There is pretty much nothing going on for me, chest-wise. Unfortunately, the media has presented the ideal body type to be slim, with a healthy butt, zero cellulite, and ample cleavage. Therefore, I quite frankly don't fit this stereotype.
Hey, not everyone can be Beyonce, right?
So, I have taken it upon myself to be an unofficial ambassador for flat-chested girls everywhere. This explains the "tit" part of the title. But here comes the genius bit...
I love fashion. I'll hold my hands up right now and admit I am not exactly "fashionable", but I appreciate the art of having a vision, then transforming that vision into something exquisite. I read Glamour, like to flick through Grazia and love Blair Waldorf, basically. Anyway, the "tat" part refers to clothes.
I guess before I get started I better explain the meaning behind the title (and give a special mention to my housemate, Cass - I chose this one, thaaanks!). Ahem.
It's no secret that I have not been blessed with a large, er, bosom. There is pretty much nothing going on for me, chest-wise. Unfortunately, the media has presented the ideal body type to be slim, with a healthy butt, zero cellulite, and ample cleavage. Therefore, I quite frankly don't fit this stereotype.
Hey, not everyone can be Beyonce, right?
So, I have taken it upon myself to be an unofficial ambassador for flat-chested girls everywhere. This explains the "tit" part of the title. But here comes the genius bit...
I love fashion. I'll hold my hands up right now and admit I am not exactly "fashionable", but I appreciate the art of having a vision, then transforming that vision into something exquisite. I read Glamour, like to flick through Grazia and love Blair Waldorf, basically. Anyway, the "tat" part refers to clothes.
My blog, simply put, aims to show that having a humble cup size can be a positive thing, as far as fashion is concerned and hey, in general life. You don't have to be a "C-cup" to have a good time. I will strive to find clothes, "tat", for petite ladies... tits. And generally brag about the plus points of having small points (okay, I'll stop now).
Amongst these endeavors, you will also be privy to my ponderings about love, life, and just about anything else I can think of.
Peace! xoxo (yes, I'm obsessed with Gossip Girl)
Amongst these endeavors, you will also be privy to my ponderings about love, life, and just about anything else I can think of.
Peace! xoxo (yes, I'm obsessed with Gossip Girl)
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