Some stuff I’d buy for myself, in this week’s Window Shop – though there’s a sort of caveat, because the title should really say Stuff I’d Buy Myself If I Wasn’t Pregnant. Being pregnant does something odd to me in that I can’t think about things that are more than a week ahead. It puts a real…
A few weeks ago I raved about the Lola dress from Whistles – a throw-it-on sort of affair that hides a multitude of sins (three course meal plus two cherry beers and half a packet of cheese) yet still manages to look chic. It’s casual enough to wear with trainers (see last week’s Window Shop…
Continuing the sleep/bedtime theme for just a while longer; the sexiest, silkiest pyjamas. I don’t mean sexy in the “ooh, look at me with my peekaboo bra and naughty pants on” way, but the “oh my God these silky things feel really nice, I’m going to have such a glorious sleep” kind of way. The second one is almost…
This week I have mainly been treating myself to things in an attempt to scrub up my appearance and look vaguely normal. For months I have been slobbing about in the same pair of trainers (or my one pair of available flip flops, if it’s hot) and I have been wearing the same two outfits…
After the success of my animal-skirt-and-pink-jumper combination (see last week’s post on pastels) and my L.K.Bennett tangerine-coloured Fae heels (above and here), I have become a little preoccupied with finding pretty clothes and accessories for springtime. (I’ve also been preoccupied with the animal print aspect, but that’s nothing new; my love affair with leopard prints is an age-old…