Happy Birthday to me

Tuesday, 31 August 2010

fashion and beauty at the little curly girl This is me on my 4th birthday, dressed as a nurse, with a slightly frightening Minnie Mouse birthday cake. Who knew that, nineteen years on, my love for Disney and dressing up would still be going strong?
Today's been very lovely, despite the fact I had to work (which has never in my life happened before as my birthday is in the summer holidays and often falls on the Bank Holiday Monday); Liv and I went for cocktails and pizza - a winning birthday combination I'm sure you'll agree. I'm also now the proud owner of a super snazzy new (purple!) camera! 14 megapixels! Things just got a whole lot more pixellated!
fashion and beauty at the little curly girl Seriously frightening. Compare the cake to the far more accurate drawing of Minnie on the tablecloth. The cake is like the drag-queen version.

Tin can at my feet, think I'll kick it down the street...

Monday, 30 August 2010

Well hello there! It's been a while hasn't it? How are you doing? Sit down, take the weight off, I'll put the kettle on and you can tell me all about what you've been up to!

...where have I been? Oh, well, that's a good question, you see I was...ummm...I had to...er...

I was being a bad blogger.

I've got no excuses really, I haven't been on holiday, or been kidnapped, my computer wasn't broken and I didn't decide to give up all my worldly possessions and become a Hare Krishna, I was simply being a big pile of rubbish when it came to the old blogging malarkey.

I don't know if anyone else ever gets like this but I've just been feeling massively uninspired recently. I keep a list of things that I want to blog about and even though the list currently has about seven trillion (no lie) things on it, none of them sounded particularly exciting and I couldn't think of anything new to talk about. So I didn't blog. And then the longer I went without blogging, the guiltier I felt, which in turn made me not even want to look at my blog because it would remind me how long it had been since my last post. I even started avoiding my Google Reader, because seeing everyone else in the Blogosphere, blogging away like merry little chipmunks, made me feel EVEN GUILTIER (is guiltier even a word? I'm looking at it and it looks ridiculous, so I doubt it, but still, who's to say what is and isn't a 'real word' anyway? Exactly). Basically, I was in a terrible guilt-shame spin cycle in the washing machine of life. If there is an image to sum up how I was feeling at that time, it would probably be this;

fashion and beauty at the little curly girl Yeah. I know.

I think perhaps one of the reasons why I've been so uninspired lately is because I've been in a bit of a rut with myself. Do you ever feel, when you open your wardrobe that you're just completely sick of all your clothes? I look at my clothes and just think

"urgh, I've worn you all!"

and I realise that I just wear the same few items every week. I think it's partly because I don't wear 'work clothes'. Although I do work in an office, there's no dress code and I hate traditional office attire so I just dress kind of smart/casual and end up wearing all my nice, interesting clothes for work, which makes them not seem particularly nice or interesting anymore. It's times like this I wish I worked back in my old horrible job in the sports cafe, where I had to wear a maroon polo shirt... actually, no, I really, really don't.

I suppose it's a good thing then, that Autumn is fast approaching, as it gives me an excuse to buy plenty of exciting new items. New coat, new boots, new knitwear, the opportunities are quite literally endless. Whenever I think about Autumn I get this image of me skipping down country lanes in a pair of sturdy tan knee boots, a big snuggly coat and a long chunky scarf, cheeks rosy from the wind, a bag of stale bread to feed the ducks and a song in my heart. In reality, it would probably be more a case of me stomping through puddles to get to the bus stop, only to realise that I've missed the bus and the song in my heart has become nothing more than a low, continuous droning of swear words.

Anyway, the point is, this is a very exciting time of year, the September issues of all the magazines have been out for about a month already, trends have been well and truly dictated (camel coats and shearling anyone? I think I might have heard that somewhere...) and the super organised fashionistas amongst us will have already been thinking about (if not already purchasing) their key items for the season. Of course, as Last Minute is actually my middle name (it's Swedish), my thoughts about key pieces for Autumn have so far consisted pretty much of me going "I'll probably be needing some new tights" and nothing more. However, I have decided that as I am now a proper grown up type (I'm 23 tomorrow - eeep!), I am going to be methodical and organised and make a list of what I'm going to buy for Autumn and actually stick to that list, instead of aimlessly wandering into H&M every now and then and going "ooh that's a nice dress I'll only ever wear once/shawl covered in pom poms/necklace made from twigs, gimme!"

In order to help me with my list, I'm going to try and do a lot more blog posts over the next week or so, discussing the big 'trends' for this season, how easy it is to translate them from catwalk to real life and where on the High Street we can find these 'key items' (the more I use that phrase, the wankier I sound. I feel like Trinny and Susanna. Feeling like two people when you're only one person is probably not a good thing) - your input will be muchly appreciated during this difficult time as I don't always have a very good brain.

I'm aware that this post has been very wordy, so here's a picture of some nice blue eye makeup that I scanned from the latest ASOS Magazine;

fashion, beauty and catwalk trends at the little curly girl

The line down the middle is the fold from the magazine, as it was a double page spread, but I didn't want to rip the pages out because it's Liv's magazine and I'm very considerate about what I do and don't rip.

Here's looking forward to a new season and a new, better, bloggier little curly girl. 23 and never been kissed (not really). To infinity and be-bloody-yond

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