Primark dress, H&M tights and tee, Oasis cardigan (? years old!), thrifted belt, Primark ring, Polished Sense shoes
Well… you lot are a bunch of nosy parkers, aren’t you? 🙂
Yesterday I got lots of lovely compliments and queries from people, via comment and email. There was one thing in particular many of you were dying to know – have I lost weight?
And the simple answer is – no! I’m not one for dieting, exercising or bothering about my weight in general. I don’t own a pair of scales – if my zips are struggling and my buttons straining, I know it’s time to cut out those midnight Nutella fingers. I’ve never been super slim but nor am I overweight – just a happy in between. I think the difference yesterday was what I wore. Long line vests, skinny jeans, heels and something loose over the top is a silhouette that really works for me. I reach for this tried and tested fashion favourite whenever I’m having a fat day, feeling uninspired or down in the dumps.
There were two other questions that cropped up yesterday too… one was what blusher do I use (Bourjois little pots in Rose D’or) and the other I’m avoiding. I’m shifting my eyes and shuffling my feet. Let’s talk about something else! The state of the economy? The weather? No?! Okay…
“I don’t recognise that waistcoat… have you fallen off the wagon?”
Yeah, thanks very much Vix – busted!
Last week, I slammed my wardrobe shut in despair and wailed to the Mr ‘I have absolutely nothing to wear!’. I was going out with some old work colleagues and wanted to look a little bit edgy and cool. Honestly, dear followers – nothing fitted the bill. Floral teadress with tough boots? Done to death. Jeans and tee with blazer? Bored of it. I stropped about a bit and eventually made the decision to spend £10 of my PayPal balance in Primark (where else could I get an outfit for less than a tenner?) to solve my fashion quandary.
In the end, I bought the lace waistcoat you saw yesterday, along with a peach and polka dot tee and a pinky flower ring. I wore them with black skinny jeans and my black brogues and felt fantastic! And such a small spend means that I class my indulgence as nothing more than puppy fat, a temporary bulge in the overall Fashion Diet challenge.
So, do you forgive me?