Pants – Uniqlo, Shoes – Topshop, Bag – Furla, Nail Polish – Chanel Peridot

I’ve actually been in Warsaw since Sunday, been passing it like a true headless chicken, you know – no pecking, mostly running around. For some reason, after that Hurts post I’ve been pushing away the lace and pleates, so my luggage so far has been untouched save for these boyfriend chinos from Uniqlo I peeled off the top of the pile and black Topshop heels. The rest of the contents are being pickled and I guess when I’m leaving on Saturday all I’ll have to do is throw my cosmetics bag in, zip it up and go.

Chanel AW11; Peridot varnish

Sorry, thought a bit of heavy coats and tutti frutti woolen socks ‘n’ boots would do a good trick of reverse psychology-ing this heatwave. Ech. My brain is sweating. De facto I’m a bit of a tell tale and I can never hold things in (i.e AW/FW what have you) and usually end up blurting stuff out before it’s the correct time… but I won’t read the lyrics of fashblogger anthem and add the ‘now I feel like Autumn and layering‘ line, we just felt the oven dials turn into a beautiful toasty weather in London and I don’t at all dislike it.

Thank you Julie always for the warm welcome!

Trench – Mum’s Burberry, Trousers – Zara sale, Shoes – Cutesyshoes, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Galaxy print body – Courtesy of Motel Rocks, Cardigan – Uniqlo

Warsaw Palace of Culture Sala Kongresowa; Thank you muzzer for the photos!

So what’s with the glasses, eh?* According to this dame here it should seem that I’m on a man-repelling agenda but no, if I had that kind of social fluency I wouldn’t be living with 18 diseased cats. No, I’m allergic to cats, and I have a boyfriend – that guy standing behind me, that’s him. I keep telling him to move out of the frame but apparently he’s not up for long-distance relationship just yet. One of the Chopin Music Academy students in our church was picked to perform with 9 top tenors in Poland, and of course I had to make an appearance. I feel sorry for the concert hall staff for having to install all the red seats in my honour.

Wow the blurb is getting lamer by the post. I blame diseased cat #4. OK SHUTTING UP.

*Forgot my contacts in London is all.

Shirt dress – On loan from Flik Hall SS10, Jeans – Courtesy of Levi’s, Shoes – H&M, Socks – Happy Socks, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Coat – Zara

Oh so this was the day it rained cows and peanuts and the puddles were out to get the socks. Let’s say the socks weren’t very ‘Happy’ by the time I got home at the end of the day, ‘wet carpet’ might’ve been a better term. Looking at these photos of LFW while eating my umpteenth Lindt chocolate ball and wiping my hands on my blue pyjamas feels like fashionweek is now some Disney terminology. So any moment the photos can break out into a song… of mining diamonds, of course, the princess song is saved for the likes of Abbey Lee Kershaw or Alexa Chung.

Thank you Kit for the shots!!

Leather coat – Massimo Dutti (gift from mummy), Dress – borrowed from LiLee (Intelligent PR), Leggings – Flik Hall, Shoes – Office, Bag – Courtesy of Chanel, Polkadot shirt – MotelRocks; Flowers picked up at Meadham Kirchhoff

Thank you Kit for the photos! LFW Day 5; 22/02/2011;

Dear reader,

I understand, a few months ago I said sorry about not having enough DIYs and for letting this blog run wild. So I understand that when there’s so much of this LFW/events thing and none of the DIY, you might feel disappointed. Let me clear a few things and update you on why you might find this blog now ‘boring’ and untrue to what I am. I have just recently graduated, unemployed and doing my best to sustain for myself. This blog is not run on cookies and pencil shavings, there are hosting & maintenance fees that are not low. Have you ever wondered what it costs not to have an ad?  This was a decision I made mostly for the reader’s sake, for your viewing pleasure. As an unemployed, I frankly do not have resources to go out and buy DIY materials. Those chains that get sewn onto victim trousers? – I don’t find them in skips. And contrary to what you might think, I don’t get paid for writing this blog, I might get free clothes but since when do we survive on polyester fibre? Instead, I’ve tried my best at sharing quality content, which means splitting time to personally experience the things I share with  you so that it’s not the same magazine clipping you saw a few seconds ago somewhere else.

It just hurts me to think all this effort spent simply boils down to boring. You’re entitled to your opinion and I appreciate that, but this is mine. DIY, sure – it’ll come back once I find stable ground, albeit slowly, but for now I’m just trying to deliver as best as I can with the resources that I have. Hope you understand.