...asking socks or no socks

There is still a chill in the air which leads to the question, socks or no socks? My friend Matt has responded to this with his typical cool style, which I have to share with you.

Does remind me of Hunter S Thompson, always a good thing in my book.

I have seen some interesting fashion choices today, driving to and from work. This unseasonably warm weather seems to caught some people on the hop. And some people on the hop straight out of their clothes - those who, in typical Bournemouth-style, have stripped off before their hibernating bodies are ready.

To contend with the chill, I myself haven't been brave enough to bare my legs yet. They need a bit of fake tan to prevent them dazzling passers-by with their bright whiteness. Daz could learn a thing or two from me.


I am also suffering from an extreme case of shoppers guilt...but I blame LisaB who directed me to this dailymail website article and my twin who made me do it. Well encouraged me, maybe I didn't need much encouragement to buy this dress.

Lipsy

I really can't wait to wear it for my best friend from uni's wedding, here's hoping I can squeeze into the size 6...

...wearing owl earrings

...adoring these cute owl earrings, a cracking present from a cracking  friend.
After seeing all my owl wrapping paper, Juliette knew they were the gift for me. And she was right too.

...stripping the colour out of my hair

...getting so bored with my hair being so dark. So I'm sat here with Scott Cornwall colour B4 on my head, stinking like egg.
Only another 45 mins until I find out how ginger all these hair dyes have turned my hair...

...pondering children at weddings

Most of the weddings I've been to lately seem to have an 'only children of the bridal party' rule, if any at all. This has always seemed reasonable, as it helps keep costs down & in the majority of cases, gives mum & dad a well-received break or 'date night' as the magazines are fond of phrasing it.
The conundrum is, the older I get, the more my close friends are reproducing... which could make things a little tricky if the day ever came.
But fear not! Ever the trend-setter, Kate Moss has stepped in and changed my mind, along with probably half of Britain.
After seeing this official wedding photo in particular, I'm all for adding my friend's sprogs to the wedding party. On one condition...they must all be dressed like little flower faeries & look at me adoringly all day. Now I don't think that's too much to ask for?

Copyright Mario Testino

...asking blonde or brunette?

So, I have been toying with the idea of going blonde.

I've always liked the idea but was advised when I had long hair that it would completely ruin it so I'd have to get it all cut off. Now that it has all been cut off, I thought it's the perfect time before it grows too long.

I was all for it until I spoke to a couple of hairdressers today who explained that I wouldn't be able to go ashen blonde straight away but could get a golden blonde. Now I really love the idea of being a dirty, white blonde with roots - which (as my hair is so dark apart from the grey) would be pretty much a given. Not really liking the idea of going a golden blonde as much...

What do you think? Shall I go for it? Or shall I leave it?

...wearing my new Dude Shoes

One of our new clients is an Italian shoe brand called Dude Shoes, which are just the lightest, cutest shoes I can remember wearing.

I first thought the style might be a little too preppy for me but I am finding lots of outfits to wear them with so I must be mistaken. Also, I am getting lots of comments and interest from peeps which is always nice. The coolest comment we have had from is from Gridlock magazine “Wow – they’re like walking on a cuddle!”, how cute is that!




Even the packaging is fun; whisky's - my chosen tipple. Check out the men's too which are much more manly.

Sam dropped me into work this morning so I had the pleasure of a squirmy little Badger on my lap on the way. Pity he was a bit muddy from pond-dipping last night and got my white trousers a little dusty...

Also, these photos flag up how much his little feather chops are in need of a trim.