Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Colour Thief

Jacket: Warehouse, Top: Muji, Skirt & shoes: Anthro,
Backpack: Madewell Necklace: Thrifted

I look at these pictures, and all I can see is how I've tastefully hooked my necklace around my own boob. Oh well, when the Long Suffering Husband actually agrees to take your outfit pictures, you pose away in a hurry, never mind where your boobs might take you! In all seriousness, this may be my new favourite photo wall though, it's sort of behind our local cinema and aside from delivery drivers, there usually aren't that many people who might see you and wonder what you're doing. It's funny how embarrassing I still find this whole posing in the wild thing!


So anyway, this outfit right here seems like the most "new style" outfit I've put up here. For one thing, I'm wearing a lot of purple, which is a colour I used to feel very iffy about wearing! But all of a sudden, I can't get enough of it - especially not when I pair it with something brown, like this vegan suede jacket. As part of my whole mental restructuring of my closet (actual restructuring isn't quite complete yet, it's right up there with all the theoretical cake baking that I do), I started narrowing down the shades of colours that I want to wear. So with purple, I narrowed it down to lilac and reddish plum. I already had a few pieces in those colours, and all of a sudden I am back in love with them. (Well, I say that but I am also back in love with my purple floral jeans that I got years ago.)


Anyway, I think this might just be the blog debut of this skirt, which I sale-stalked at Anthro for months. Before I managed to buy the last one in my size on my phone, on Christmas Eve, while we were in Budapest. I can't decide if it looks more Chinese or Japanese - I mean, the cranes make me think China, but the pattern mash-up makes me think Japan... 

On a side note, one of my friends called me a colour thief when she saw this outfit on Instagram! That made me laugh. Not only does she pretty much wear all purple everything, she even has a purple suitcase - now that's colour dedication!  

Saturday, 12 August 2017

Karaoke Club

Bandana: Vintage,  Jacket: Warehouse, Everything else: Madewell - I knowww!

Oh crap - I've become one of those people who wear a single brand head to toe, it seems. I mean, for a while I was like that with Anthro too, and it was all, let's mix up horses and polkadots and something very pink and see what happens, whee! This outfit, I think, is a little more chill. At least it's got that going for it! I mean, I used to walk through Harajuku when we were on holiday in Tokyo and be like, whoa, does this person just go inside a shop, buy everything, and go home? And now I am that person?! At least my jacket is from Warehouse, and my bandana is from My Mom's House!


Anyway - let's talk culottes! I watched this documentary where there was a woman wearing a really similar pair with an off-the-shoulder lace blouse, and instantly I was like, I need striped culottes ASAP! But of course it wasn't that simple - the only pair I could find that looked right were at Madewell, so that involved sizing up, crossing my fingers and ordering via a friend who lives in Seattle. I always size up, because I'm paranoid. In this case, while the culottes were too big, they shrank in the wash and now fit me perfectly. More or less. They may have started stretching. Hmmm. 


Now, as for this T-shirt - I haven't done Karaoke more than, let's see, three times in my life I think? I know, that's like, nothing! How dare I call myself a member of the Karaoke Club then, right? But well, it's not like I don't enjoy karaoke - especially not when I do it with Victor, who likes to open with his personalized, rather non-PC version of Coldplay's Yellow. 

Also, this jacket - someone reached inside my brain and designed my perfect suede jacket - it's not even real suade, it's vegan! And it's so soft, like wearing a cloud... I only discovered this thing by accident, from a brand I don't normally shop at - but man, am I glad I did! I have been living in this thing, I tell you...

Friday, 11 August 2017

Accidental Wes Anderson

Dress: Anthro, Cardigan: J.Crew, Jacket, shoes & bandana: Madewell

I didn't realise it before I saw these photos, but there I was, walking around in an unintentional Wes Anderson cosplay. Thinking about it, this outfit reminds me of the Author from Grand Hotel Budapest - I think it's partly the colour scheme, and partly the neckerchief!


So there is this whole trend going on with gender-swap cosplay that I only recently discovered. I think it's pretty cool, you know? And so I was trying to convince Victor to do a gender-swap cosplay with me as Jubilee and Chamber, from my favourite super-hero comic Generation X. I mean, I'm tall and have brown hair. I can loom and mope, and I look pretty good in black. And Victor would rock a yellow raincoat! But he flat-out refused, saying that if he dressed as Jubilee, people would just think he was cosplaying Tony Chu instead! 


Now, Tony Chu is the main character from this comic, Chew, that is one of the most gloriously insane things I've ever read. The main character gets "impressions" from whatever he eats - if it's food, he knows what pesticides were used on it, etc. And, since he's a cop, if he bites a murder victim he might find out who the killer is... So basically, it's a comic about cannibalism with a bird-flu conspiracy thrown in, starring an Asian-American character who mainly subsists on beets - they're the only thing he can't get a reading from. 

I apologise for the nerdiness of this post. But when you start with Wes Anderson... well, what do you expect, I guess?

Monday, 31 July 2017

Ragamuffin

Dress: Madewell, Tee: Muji, Cap: Topshop, Shoes: Birkenstock, Bandana: Vintage

Hello there! Seems I went on an unintentional blog break. I wasn't actually wallowing in depression about being friend-dumped, I was doing an instagram challenge. The 10x10 - ten items, ten days, ten outfits. And weirdly enough, that just killed every desire I had to blog stone dead. It made me kind of annoyed with myself, that in this short window of time that the UK summer lasts, I was focusing this much on just a few pieces, instead of just wearing summer dresses and frolicking around in them while I had the chance! 


Anyway, out of my 10x10 outfits, this was one of my favourites - I just love wearing this dress with a T-shirt tucked inside it, '90s style, but normally I'd use my brown tee. This grey one that I'd bought just days before the challenge turned out to be a pretty good buy. It literally goes with everything, is super soft, and doesn't absorb sweat. Read that last bit back and see if you can actually believe it. I barely can, and I'm the one wearing it!


Anyways, this street art I spotted reminded me so much of the character Ragamuffin from Lenore. He's a deadly vampire who's been turned into a plush toy. And still tries to bite people. It's pretty damn adorable, and Victor loves this character so much that for a while he actually tried to make that my pet name. LIKE CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! I steadfastly refused to answer to Ragamuffin, and just to make things clear, this was in our early days of cohabitation, while we were still testing out various pet names. Those are like paint swatches, you gotta find the right one. And Ragamuffin wasn't it. But anyway, I couldn't not copy his pose here, could I?

Friday, 14 July 2017

White shorts, white rabbit


Top: Lindex, Shorts: Madewell, Bangles: Thrifted, Necklace: Museum gift shop,
Sandals: Birkenstock, Bag: from a hipster coffee shop

 So you may have noticed my last blogpost didn't contain my usual verbal diarrhoea. Fact is, when I was putting it together, I'd just been friend-dumped - again. Seriously, these past couple of years I seem to do nothing but tick people off, for the - to me - weirdest things. This time, I was lucky in that Victor was home when my breakup package arrived - a huge cardboard box full of books I had previously given to this friend. (Ironically, the one book I would have liked to get back was not in there. Oh well, there's always Amazon.) So when I opened it, he was right there, and snatched out the breakup letter on top of the pile before I could get to it. 


"Do you want me to read this for you," he said. I mean, how awesome of a man is he? I said yes, because I knew right away this was nothing good -  the literal pile of books aside, we're talking about a person who'd normally write on nice stationery. Only this had been written on a page ripped out of a lined notebook. 
"Is it a breakup letter," I asked, while I shoved the books into plastic bags for donation. 
"Yeah," he replied, curling it up and heading for the kitchen, where the recycling bin sits. 
Without getting into gritty details, I had told this person that she'd hurt my feelings. Rather than say she was sorry, she decided to end the friendship - although the word "sorry" did appear in the letter once, apparently. She was "sorry things hadn't worked out". 



The two friends I've told about this (before, you know, telling the internet as of right now), think this is all completely nuts, and that none of it was my fault. But then, all three of us are Norwegian, born in the same year, and grew up in the same little town. Maybe it's natural for us to agree. Maybe it really is all my fault. Cue some nice angsty music like, I dunno... the angstiest song I can currently think of is Ground Control to Major Tom, but then my taste is pretty weird.  

Anyway. This was supposed to be a post about how I lusted over these shorts for most of last year, ordered them and then went to Hong Kong, where I randomly walked past a woman wearing these exact shorts. Not quite as crazy as that woman I saw walking an OCELOT on a leash, on a previous trip to Honkers. ("My ocelot could totally eat your dog. Wimp." etc.) What can I say? Regular programming will resume next week. 

Tuesday, 11 July 2017

Summer Rain

Trench & pants: Banana Republic, Tee & backpack: Madewell, Shoes: Superga. Bandana: Vintage


Somehow this outfit, with its striped pants and trench coat, felt very French to me. But then, any outfit that features Old Baguetteface (yes, I named my T-shirt) feels a little bit French. Mais Non? 



These photos were taken during a bout of mild summer rain back in June, before all the flowers started to fry to death... 



Coincidentally, it rained today and I wore these trousers today. I'm starting to feel like maybe I need to hem them down, or whatever it is you do when you lengthen trousers. It feels like they're just a tad... short on me.  #amazonproblems, right?


Friday, 7 July 2017

Cool Door

Bag, skirt & top: Madewell, Necklace: Anthro, Scarf: Springfield,
Sandals: Birkenstock. All of them are old.  

When you've been blogging on and off for a while, you start to look for cool backdrops. Almost subconsciously. So when I spotted this door on one of our walks a few weeks ago, poor Victor had no choice but to photograph me in front of it. This door is attached to a church - a really old church near Euston underground station - that has an actual crypt you can visit. My inner goth is very eager to do that, but we haven't found the right time yet. 


I wore this to eat out at a fake French bistro place where I found a human hair in my food - but they still didn't take money off our bill! Not going back! And afterwards, we went to the Welcome Center to take in a free exhibition about electricity. Also, I feel this is another one of those "new style" outfits of mine - it feels less fussy, somehow, than how I used to dress. I felt super comfortable in it, and was very happy with how it turned out. Also, there's that colour palette again - blue, blush pink and black, with a green necklace thrown in, because why not.  And no, I'm still not pregnant - this is just a very billowy shirt. But it hides a food baby very well, hehe.