Well, hello! I wasn’t feeling it for a few days there, and just got dressed without thinking much about it, and then we went on holiday to York, and now I’m back, and freezing my butt off. We’re in the midst of what I sincerely hope is winter’s last stand, and yesterday’s outfit, as shown above, was all about piling on as much wool as possible. As predicted, this merino sweater dress is proving to be a workhorse, and I’m very pleased to have found it.
Most of my sweater dresses have been very straight cut, but this one has an A-line skirt and fitted waist, and is probably far more flattering than the others. I packed this for our holiday, and as Yorkshire was predictably cold and wet, it worked out well, both in keeping me warm, and sort of acting as the anchor piece in the limited monochrome capsule I took with me.
We went to York on our honeymoon, fifteen-odd years ago, and the spouse lived there for a good part of the 80s, while attending university and then being a general hippie. I love the place, and all the time we were wandering about (I was routinely logging 15-mile days, according to my FitBit) I kept wondering why the hell it had taken us so long to return, as it’s only a 2 1/4 hour train ride across the Pennines, and just such a wonderful, magical place.
Naturally, we now want to move there. :) That’ll be a few years down the line, if ever, but in the meantime, it was great to get back, and I look forward to it being far fewer than fifteen years before we return. After the really difficult winter we’ve had, it was a much-needed break, and we both feel much better for having taken it.
Scarf: All Saints, remixed. This is not wool, but silk, and wonderfully warm all the same.
Dress: East, remixed. I try to avoid multiples these days, outside of stuff like tee shirts and tanks, but I kind of wish I’d got this in purple or teal as well.
Tights: Primark. These are fleece-lined, and I can’t imagine they’re going to survive more than a couple of washings, but holy cow, they really do make a huge difference in keeping warm on a bitterly cold and windy day. I thought they’d feel kind of gross, but they felt lovely, so I may grab a better pair from M&S, now that I find I’m OK with the basic concept.
Boots: Debenhams, remixed.
I’ll be around later this evening to catch up with my regular reads, and say hello!
"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.
Yeah, so sequins and sparkles at Everybody, Everywear this month. One of my favourite things about EBEW is how it sometimes gets me to go way out of my comfort zone, although never before as much as this month, because, whoa, I have some serious sequin/sparkly issues, which I can explain. Basically, it comes down to two issues:
1) I went through a plus-size period, and any sort of bling-y embellishment reminds me of just how abysmal some of my fancy clothes choices were at the time.
2) Much the same thing applies to stuff aimed at, ahem, more mature women.
These two particular hang-ups are kind of stupid. Sparkly is in, all across the size and age spectrums. I keep seeing people of all ages and sizes wearing sparkly stuff, and thinking they look amazing. And yet, until very recently, I was completely resistant to the very idea of wearing sequins, myself.
It was a recent experience with a banded hem top that caused me to rethink my position on the sparkly. See, the banded hem thing is something from which I instinctively recoil, for much the same reasons as I do with sequins/sparkles etc., but I thrifted one by accident, and it turned out to be extremely flattering and I liked it quite a lot. So, basically, that experience and a drastic markdown on a sequinned tank led me to the creation of this outfit, which is this year’s holiday event attire.
Velvet duster: Kaliko, thrifted. Oh man, I love this thing. I love velvet so much, and I love this rich green, and it’s beautifully made and fully lined, and this is why thrifting is my favourite hobby, amen.
Sequin tank: New Look. Being me, I went for a semi-matte kind of sequin. I like how bronze works with my colouring, and I knew immediately I could pair this with the green velvet duster.
Faux-leather jeans: Premium Super Skinny, Gap Outlet. These are basically waxed denim. The fit is awesome. Finally, a reasonably snug fit in the thigh.
Suede platform clogs: Michael Kors, remixed. These are probably the coolest shoes I own. I am 6’5” in these shoes, by the way.
It was super gloomy when we got there, so the traveling outfit I wore is presented over four photos. The photographer was feeling arty and trying to deal with the very low light in the hotel room. Plus, the hotel we stayed at The Scotsman, is located in the building originally built to house the offices of The Scotsman newspaper, and it’s basically a Scottish Baronial pseudo-castle, so we had an actual turret, which I found absurdly exciting. The seated photo is me in said turret. Our hotel has a great location, very central, and just off the Royal Mile, so the views from the turret were pretty awesome.
This was a very good choice of traveling outfit, even if the jumper isn’t doing my figure any favours. It was comfortable, did not wrinkle, looked reasonably smart, and kept me warm. I wore the skirt again, and could have saved myself still more room in my luggage had I known it was going to travel well enough to get a second wearing.
It will surprise absolutely nobody to learn that aside from accessories, tights, and boots, this entire outfit is from Gap. Honestly, I do shop other places!
Let’s call this one Edinburgh: The Outerwear Post.
I wore the leather jacket on the way, and packed the corduroy coat for my back-up. The weather throughout the UK in February can best be described as “changeable,” and I wanted to make sure I had a longer coat with me if it went suddenly, brutally cold on us, which it never really did, and in the end, I wound up wearing the red coat one day just on general principles: I’d packed the bloody thing, and so I was going to wear it. With jumpers layered under it, I have to say, the leather jacket would’ve been sufficient for all but the coldest weather, and in retrospect, yeah, I could’ve done without the red coat, since we didn’t go anywhere that it would’ve been inappropriate.
I wore that blue/grey pashmina just about every time I set foot out of the hotel. I got into oversized scarves in a big way this year, and I am astonished by both their versatility — I could easily wear that pashmina as a stole, and I used it on the train journey home as a blanket — and just how much of a difference they make in terms of keeping me warm when worn as part of my outerwear. It’s nice, because the 70/30 cashmere/silk blend makes it very light for its size, but, of course, animal fibres are very warm. This has also been the year when I gave up on caring about what it does to my hair, and started wearing hats when necessary. Between that, and NEVER forgetting my gloves, I think this means I’m all grown up.
Leather jacket: Gap. I craved this jacket from the minute I saw it, but knowing the Gap as I do, decided to play retail chicken with them. I won this round: they had exactly one left in my size come super clearance time.
Knit beret: H&M. It’s kind of embarrassing, for a long-term knitter, how many of my hats and scarves are purchased. In my defence, until recently, I mostly knit for others.
Pashmina: Thrifted. There is something unspeakably thrilling about getting an enormous cashmere/silk wrap for three quid. If, like me, you lead a pretty sedate life, anyway.
Leather gloves: Marks & Spencer, a few years back. I have a hard time finding leather gloves that fit me well, since I have big hands, and these are the best I’ve ever found.
Bag: Lucky Brand Jeans. I know nothing about this company, but the name did sound sort of familiar. Via TK Maxx.
Jeans: Premium Skinny, Gap Outlet, remixed. These still fit, after 5 days of typically excessive holiday eating, but I still feel kind of gross and bloated. Had I known how often I would wear these on this trip, I’d have saved myself some room in my suitcase, that’s for sure.
Boots: Elba, Duo. I wore these EVERY DAY. I should’ve skipped the second pair of boots, for sure.
Boxing Day! This photo is taken at my in-laws’ house, by the husband. I’ve got kind of a stupid expression on my face, but the entire outfit is in the photo, and that’s what I care about. That, and the glass of wine I’m holding. And the piece of cake I would devour mere moments after this photo was taken.
Necklace: Anne Klein II, remixed, ancient. Way ancient. Like, late-80s/early-90s vintage, purchased by me brand-new. I am old.
Dress: Hobbs, remixed. Purchased in a sale last year. I have a hard time resisting a jersey print wrap dress.
Cami: That’s actually my slip, but the top of it is embellished in such a way as to make showing it acceptable.
Tights: Chinese Laundry
Boots: Navia, Duo. Still loving these. Also loving the Duo post-Xmas sale, where I fell down and went boom to the tune of two new pair of boots. But the in-laws gave me a cheque for Xmas, and thus, one pair is officially a gift, and not my fault. We won’t talk about the other, except to say they were 30% off, and I am a weak, weak woman.