I've moved on...
...to a different domain. Why, what were you thinking? The truth is, I just woke up one day and decided it's time for a change—a metamorphosis, if you will; or, in layman's terms, if Britney can shave her head, then maybe so can I? Nevertheless, it's been a rather handsome 10 years of talking to you, and thank you for putting up with all my moodswings and terrible dad jokes. Fear not! The hormonal imbalance and jokes are more terrible on CUBICLE, see you there.

Polo Top – Courtesy of Uniqlo, Polkadot Dress – Graduation dress by Zara, Belt – JHYoo, Bag – Mum’s, Vest – Geiger, Shoes – River Island, Sunglasses – Urban Outfitters

Thank you Agata and Oliwia for the photos!

Here’s another Uniqlooks look – yarh, it’s meant to be a monthly thing but with the frequency of my posting lately it looks like every other post is about the project… well good thing I love Uniqlo to death. Have I been paid to say this? – Do unicorns glow in the dark? We’ll never know. No, to keep this clear and on the records, I am indeed being compensated for this project. Le anyways. I know it’s hard to see, but the dress is actually halterneck and did an amazing job not covering my chest at my highschool graduation (thank you, dress), and the top is a simple polo shirt. Can you see, the dots are blue on the shirt and white on the dress. HA, this should’ve been a competition, I know how we all love giveaways! (puke). Had I remembered that I had this dress, and had I known I’d be stuck in Poland for weeks more than expected (not that it’s a bad thing), I probably would’ve asked for a different colour for ‘styling’ purposes… but I told you here anyway so only those who read my sacred blurbs will know of the secret of the dress, which is, hidden in plain sight.

Cardigan Jacket – Mum’s old Geiger, Shirt – Courtesy of Motel Rocks, Bag & Skirt – Vintage, Shoes – Topshop, Bodypiece – Brook & Lyn

Thank you Kit for the shots!!

I can hear outfit repeat! in the crowd, who was that, come up to the stage let me do a song for you. Indeed you’ve seen something similar before, (this one?) what with the same socks that I didn’t wash since then and all… but World, the supreme purpose of the style section of this blog has just been revealed. The reason, for the dogged efforts at having outfit posts, is to serve relief during preparation of an important event where I’ve not mustered enough courage to step out of the hot water into the cold air in the shower and ended up spending half the getting-ready time under water… without an outfit planned. The archive is plentiful, and plagiarising your own stuff is probably as legal as this.

Hurwundeki Cafe; Wearing: Sweater coat – Geiger, Belt Vintage – Pants – Courtesy of H! By Henry Holland for Debenhams

This is one café I keep returning to despite that its location basically kisses my house when I fold a map of London in half. The magic of this place might be the sweet-musty smell of the tunnel or the amazing BLT+M(ozarella) sandwich, but what personally rocks my pumpkin carriage is the fact that all the furniture in the café is on sale, including the benches in the garden and shelves their cakes are displayed on. So everytime I visit,  something in the corner catches my eye – for example it was an amazeballs cast-iron clothesrail for £30 the other day. I promised myself to come back with a wad of cash and dig around more, yes definitely next time, and then I came back a few days later to find it gone… ARG! So now I’ve acquired this habit where whenever I visit I’d stare at the chair or sofa that someone’s having her coffee in, in fear that she’d pack that up as well into her bag when she’s done and I’ll keel over again and go NOooOoOoo…

Sweater – Mum’s Geiger, Pants – Zara, Shoes – Kate Kanzier, Bag – Vintage DIYed, Scarf – Highland store, Shirt – Make Lemonade Shop

And who’d have thought that the bush I stuck my head in was full of spiders?

Well, as part of mandatory health & safety precautions – bit like how the bodyguard tastes the wine for poison – my photographer (aka le sweet-sweet manfriend with a disposable camera) stuck his head in the bush first. He told me later that he got home and pulled out spiders from his hair, despite the one we shook off after doing the photos. Whose genius idea was it? I don’t know, don’t look at me.