Friday, 26 August 2011

Apartment Story

Dress: Given to by friend
Blazer: Vintage
Shoes: £35, Topshop

Finally, an outfit post! You have no idea how long that took me; if you knew how little space there is for a tripod in this flat you'd be crying for me.
I could have, very easily, dressed up in my finest clothes for this first outfit post and plastered my face with six layers of sin-coating make-up, but this is actually what I wore today (expect my hair was down, and then it started raining, so instead of leaking pink all over town I just chucked it up).
I've spent the past couple of days living through my Sims. I've named them all after Oscar Wilde Characters (my Dorian doesn't drive my Sybil to suicide- just sayin') and some of you may have noticed, tweeting like mad. Today is the only day I have eaten properly or left the house. I really need college to start.
Kyle and me are finally moving out next week. Finally organised (the date, nothing else).

I love this dress, and I can only get away with it when my hair is pink, so I whipped it out again as soon as I knew I was doing it. It does make me look like a Christmas Elf, and I have to protect my arse from flashing its glory to the whole of Yorkshire, but I still love it. My friend gave it to me last year (along with a bag full of other goodies that I haven't stopped wearing since).
These are the shoes I live in. I don't shop at Topshop, I find it's extremely overpriced for the quality you get. Everything I have ever bought from there broke within a month (once the straps broke on my £50 dress, almost revealing me to the whole of my family in a family party, the same day I fucking bought it). Okay, and I'll be honest, I genuinely can't afford Topshop- it's just too expensive. But last Christmas Kyle got me a £40 (I think it was £40?) gift card and then his Dad and his lovely step-mum got me a £30 one (I honestly don't remember the amounts, I just remember being a bit speechless). So to Topshop I went, and I got these shoes that were reduced from (again, the amount escapes me) something like £70 to £35 and I fell in love with them, and I haven't taken them off since. Flats do my stubby little legs no justice.
I think I still have about a fiver on one of those cards...I'll have to check up on that.

Again, another rushed post, when am I going to learn? Hope you're all doing well xx.

LISTENING TO: Peel Sessions- The Jesus And Mary-Chain

Monday, 15 August 2011

Pace is the Trick.

So this is another little update full of promises and progress for all you beautiful people. I finally went pink again! (separate post on how I did this and review on the products used to follow). It took a whole day to do and a lot of bleach but my hair is actually still (still suggests that my hair was previously in a good condition, but this isn't the case) in good condition (so it's not falling out- good sign). I keep looking in the mirror and being startled by the pink blob that is my head, but other than it being a bit patchy and staining everything it comes into direct contact with (and me), I love it.

I have bought my camera! Finally, you say? I agree. It is this one. It says it was £79.95 but I pointed out to the John Lewis man that it said on the site that the red one was £73.50 and the black was the higher price (on the shelf it was the reverse) and he said it must just be the website and that the black is cheaper, but when he scanned it through, it turns out I was right and so, like a good retail worker (we all know how to be one of those) he lowered the price for me (score). I have obviously been taking pictures of everything since I bought it and my family are being consistently blinded by the flash of the camera in their face and so far I am rather impressed. I bought it from John Lewis instead of a cheaper shop such as Argos because the last camera I had (RIP) was around £100 from Argos (it was a Lumix model) and obviously it being Argos, there was no one who could explain it's features and I couldn't see a working model. Now this camera comes with a free 2 year guarantee, whereas my old camera didn't come with any, and Argos wanted to charge me £35 for one, which I refused (and it broke within a year). So that's why I went out of my comfort zone and went into a department store that makes the eyes pop out of my purse.

Anyway, I have to go to Home Bargains (my second home) and investigate their largest suitcase. Coming here I had overpacked so much (I will tell you the shameful truth now- I was still drunk from the night before when I packed. I know, I know, awful) that I couldn't even lift my case onto the train and had to wait for kind strangers muscly arms to help me. It gets worse, since I have been here I have done a lot of shopping (both in actual shops and in the remnants of clothes I have left in my Mum's) and so I can't actually fit even half my things in the suitcase I have brought with me. It's really shameful and it makes me feel a little ill that I have to spend more money to fit it all in. I also have to buy a camera case, because otherwise it will be in a state by the end of the week. It's now 10 past 4 and I've been meaning to go since 9am! Hence the awfully rushed post.

So must dash, and expect many posts avec (check me out with my French skillz)pictures to follow. Love.

LISTENING TO: Our Love to Admire- Interpol

Wednesday, 10 August 2011

Greetings from Devon.

Just to let you all know, I am currently on my holidays in Westward Ho! on the North Coast of Devon. I sincerly apologise for my near abandoment of my blog and I returning to Liverpool tomorrow (10 hour journey through the rioting cities of Bristol, Birmingham and Liverpool= an extremely terrified blogger) where I will be staying for as long as I can hold my sanity together (I am missing Kyle a pathetic amount). I have purchased quite a lot (of pretty things) so I will be showing y'all them, doing some reviews and purchasing a camera (finally). So basically, when I return to sunny Yorkshire I will be blogging a lot (hi, I'm Jess and I am unemployed and nervously waiting for college to start, so I have too much free time and a blog to fill). Kyle and me are also going to be moving house when I come back and I am, not so much excited as I am relieved, so I might post some cheeky pics of that as well. To summarize, this will no longer be a ghost town of a blog! And it won't be so shit when I get back. If not, you can all rip me to pieces. Love.