THE ART TO UPSTAGING A STATEMENT DRESS

This was the exact process of how I dressed myself this morning:
1. Put on the dress, it's 21 degrees, it's a no brainer
2. Let me dig out those pink socks, I'm sure I saw them somewhere. Does pink socks and black boots go? Let me try them on. 5 mins later, mmm not feeling it, the black just won't work
4. OH! I have these blue boots that I haven't worn in a while, how much colour can I incorporate into this one trip to town?
5. Am I being too bold wearing pink, blue and a red ruffle dress? Does it look like I'm dressed as the paper scraps of a crayola crayon in your pencil case? I ask my mum, she says it's alright. I guess it's alright. BUT I am walking around town and I want to be comfortable, maybe I should just put on my vans or would converse be better?
6. I put on the vans. Nah, I've been wearing trainers a lot recently, I want something different. I'm gonna put the boots back on but I'm ditching the pink socks. 
7. Shit I'm late, boots it is. Now I need to sort my hair out.

A lot of unnecessary thoughts play in my mind most mornings when deciding what to wear, sometimes it's as easy as plucking clothes out from your wardrobe and you already know what to wear. Other times you sit there not feeling the clothes you already have and end up wearing the same outfit from the other day because you know it worked and you felt good in it. A red dress with huge cold shoulder ruffles matched with blue boots looks comical on paper but IRL it's actually truly wearable. 
This past week I've had a massive clear out of my room. This clear out turned work out took about 5 days which would have been a hell of a lot easier if I wasn't a secret hoarder of all things nostalgic. I'm talking about a cumulative collection of birthday cards starting from when I was 13, memorable because a friend had given me a card with a printed out old school Ronaldo pic. Needless to say I obsessed over him during my teens and it passed my culling. I soon stopped writing birthday cards to my friends and family as in my head, it was just uneconomical. They'll read it, keep it for a few weeks and eventually throw it away (in the recycling bin I hope, global warming is real in spite of Trump's incredilous opinion) but it never occurred to me that there may be more like minded people who'd keep these trivial pieces of sentiment for years on end. The old precept used to be that whatever shoes I could fit in shoe boxes, I will and the rest would just have to be on full display much like the Selfridges sale. The problem of trying to figure out which pairs of shoes you put in which box comes at a later date. This of course limits the amount of 'walkable' space which I didn't realise I needed until now where I have a comfortable little cupboard stored full of my footwear and my clothes folded in their designated drawers under my bed. It's only when I stack them next to each other where there's a blurred line before I realise I have a zeal of zebras stockpiled into my drawers rather than variances of striped tops. 
Dress, zara/ boots, dune/ bag, stella mccartney*

SOCKS AND SANDALS IS ACTUALLY A SARTORIAL HACK

I call these my Ibiza shoes, mainly because it's self explanatory. These are the shoes that every gal pal wears on a girl's holiday to one of these named destinations: Ibiza, Magaluf and Zante just to name a few. You'll most definitely have come across these shoes on Facebook of a group picture either at a boat or pool party, sometimes they come in white or with jagged soles. Ooooof. 

What I'm wearing, my huns, are a controversy. It's no secret that socks and sandals have exponentially grown in the past few years and is actually a somewhat sartorial fashion hack. Gone are the days of the real ugly socks and sandals combinations that the Romans can gladly take all the credit for (if you search the wikipedia page you'll know exactly what I mean). Some people may still be unconvinced after reading 'hot or not' tabloid trash, but lets get down to the biz. Would you wear this controversial coupling? 

Pros: less chance of blisters, ability to wear sandals in winter, can whack out those ugly tartan socks your grandma got you for christmas and pair them with sandals to make them look so ugly it's good. 
Cons: what is the meaning of con?
Top, Zara/ trousers, H&M/ shoes, TOPSHOP

A WEEK IN OUTFITS AND MY INGENIOUS COMMENTARY

I'm sat in a cafe wearing a very relatable Acne jumper that describes me almost better than Spotify's discover weekly and currently forcing myself to come up with something, anything, that may be worth your while reading (FYI it may not be but it'd nice if you stick around to the end). So, here's not one but a goldmine of outfits I've rounded up for you as well as the music I've been listening to this month; wrapped neatly in a monthly June playlist.

It's very easy to forget that blogging is some peoples' job when you're doing your morning scroll through insta, they'll have much more content and clothes to wear and style everyday for their audience. The reality is for everyone else is that we just don't have that many clothes and not everyone has the choice to wear different things every single day, if only we could justifying buying every time we see something we 'like'. I've recently shortened down my wardrobe size due to being a student, duh, but mostly to get rid of clothes I don't wear anymore so it's a win win non? Ok I'm pushing it a bit when I say 'shortened', it's still over filling to the point where I've got 7/8 commodities of outerwear clinging (for dear life I must say) to my wardrobe and on the back of my door at home. After selling a fair chunk of my clothes on depop, I have to reluctantly dig out clothes that I haven't touched since I was 13 and rediscovered some that just cannot be seen in broad daylight ever again. Onto the charity pile it goes. Au revior.
Ohhhh the good ol' American flag, now this I seriously haven't worn since the beginning of time, (remember when they were all the rage and Topshop plastered this print on pretty much anything they could get their hands on? By the way, yes this is from Topshop and I actually do have a similarly matching pair of shorts..) more specifically last time I wore this was when I met Harry Styles back in 2012 looking less fresh faced and make-up-less. 

The day I wore this leopard dress, I was headed to meet the blogger babe Megan Ellaby and support her charity sale, which was a major success where an incredible £5,400 was raised for the We heart Manchester emergency fund. That morning, I was actually sitting staring at my wardrobe for a good 20 minutes deciding what to wear and I must have changed my jacket at least twice before I left the house. You can't get more fail safe than a LLD (little leopard dress) with ruffles and a leather jacket. As plain as these outfits may seem, sometimes you don't need a magnitude of prints and colour to make a statement with your clothes. 
Thank god for my trusty pair of vintage 501s, I can always rely on them to get me through days where the temperature is the same as the age where you've accepted the concept of adulting where laundry is part of your fortnightly routine and a heated drying rack just doesn't excite you anymore. I still remember that exact day of going into pop boutique in afflecks with my friends and trying on a bunch of Levi's shorts in that tiny homespun changing room. You know when people ask you what you'd say to your younger self? Well here's what I'd say:

Buy them in every colour.


UNE FEMME EST UNE FEMME!

I've recently stumbled across a quote, 

“You only own your blog, you don’t own your Instagram, they could shut you down tomorrow and you’d have nothing. They don’t owe you anything.” Sara Donaldson, the blogger behind Harper & Harley

which has really caught my attention and a train for your thought as much as I love Instagram. Instagram thrives on the content produced and uploaded by the few billion users on that one single platform. With all the links you click on associated with Instagram, you are indirectly handing over control to Systrom and Krieger (the founders of this brilliant yet pitfall app however you'd like to think of it). I'm still going to be an avid user of IG, doesn't seem like it's going anywhere any time soon, I mean, it's even added a stories feature not so long ago which has proven to be highly popular. It's only made me more adamant to produce more exclusively for my blog which has proven difficult to keep up when there's a stream of easily accessible content on IG just a tap away.
*Translation: A woman is a woman! (and also the first ever french film I watched)

Never have I felt more feminine than I did when I was wearing this dress, as you may have already noticed yes it is very similar to the alexandra dress by Réalisation par but without having to part with the larger wedge of your salary. I wore this for the first time the other day and realised it'd threaten to flash your underwear if any slight gust of wind comes your way, watch out for road crossings.. tried and tested by yours truly. That aside, I love all the details par exemple the plunging ruffle neckline and the almost asymmetric hem line (uh hello legs for DAYS!).
 Dress, Nobody's child (sold out online unfortunately but I bought from Topshop oxford circus store, similar here and here)