she's addicted to clothes

I have this little problem...

  • 14th February
  • 14

"You look like a slightly dissolute air hostess," commented the spouse, upon walking through the door tonight. Minus the dissolute bit, which I blame on my windblown coif, I’d thought exactly the same thing this morning, which I blame on the scarf. Not that it bothered me; there’s nothing wrong with air hostesses, and anyway, my outfit was all festively pink and there are hearts on the scarf, and it’s Valentine’s Day, and I have roses, so I’m not complaining.


Scarf: Moschino Cheap & Chic. folded and tied, the branding is inconspicuous, thank god, otherwise not even the pink and red abstract heart pattern would’ve got me to buy it. I HATE obvious, visible logos on my clothes so very much. (And please do note, this is just my own personal quirk, no judgment of logo-lovers is meant.)

Cardigan: Gap. I now have three pink cardigans, but they’re all totally different, I swear.

Blouse: Marks & Spencer, remixed.

Skirt: Warehouse, thrifted. I should’ve named this blog “It’s a Bit Roomy in the Hips.” I’ve learned to live with it, unless we’re talking ridiculously huge in the hips.

Tights: Dorothy Perkins, remixed.

Brogues: Deichmann, remixed.