What a surprise, I look like a massive goth again. I think I’ve reverted back to my weird teenage years, where I really liked HIM and embarrassed myself on a regular basis. It seem that not much has changed, except I embarrass myself more these days.
Me and Claire went for a nice stroll today in our local park, and took the opportunity to take some jazzy outfit snaps. When I say stroll, we walked for about 5 minutes, complained about the mud, our inappropriate walking shoes and turned around to go and get some scones. You need to ease yourself into the outdoors, apparently. Very slowly.
Anywho, I wore a Missguided shift dress that I bought AAAAAGES ago. I really like it, even though it makes me look like a witch (please don’t burn me). I think it’s relatively flattering as far as shift dresses go, and a great one to wear if you plan on eating a Dominoes (lots of room, you get me). You can buy it for yourself here, and it’s only £25. Bargs.
I also wore my FAVEY new boots, which give a nod to the whole thigh high/over the knee boot trend. I look a little bit like my legs are hams that have been stuffed into bin bags, but ya know. In the name of fash, and all that. They’re from Deichmann (lol), but there are lots of similar ones around on the internet. These ones from Public Desire are very similar, and possibly the exact same ones.
I whacked on a Primark gold chain (standard) and my lovely vintage denim jacket from Cow, and I was ready to sack off the walking in favour of an afternoon of scones and tea drinking. Happy Sunday.