I am aware this blog is becoming little more than a glorified Alexa Chung fan club. An outlet for my obsession if you will, however, do bear with me. There is a point to it.
Alexa Chung’s first collection for Madewell hits the US in August. Much to my despair we won’t be seeing any of the collection in UK stores. I’ve done a little hunting though and US website Shopbop.com deliver worldwide within 3 days and stock the Madewell label. Lets hope they put some of this wonderful collection online….
Key pieces: Striped Dungaree dress, velvet shorts, extra long cardigans, peter pan collars and socks with everything.
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Cath Kidston reminds me of being a little girl, I once begged my mom to decorate my bedroom with everything rose buds. I had a rose bud bed cover, rose bud curtains and cushions. Even my barbies had little rose bud dresses.
Maybe it’s this nostalgia that draws me to all things Cath Kidston or maybe it’s just that it’s so cute. Classic prints like ‘Spray Flowers’ has that kind of timeless appeal that captures girls of 5 through to ladies of 95. While newer prints such as ‘Strawberry’ has me wanting to redesign my kitchen just to accommodate a rather large Strawberry print blind.
On a recent holiday to St Ives, I must have visited their Cath Kidston shop 4 times in one week. I planned to treat myself to something but it was impossible to decide what. I want my house to look like this shop, it’s so wonderful.
The New summer range of clothes is of course just as gorgeous as the homeware. I’m lusting after this linen dress and ‘Bath Flowers’ Cotton shirt.
Ah another World Cup. To me this means my Boyfriend will watch football day and night, in the house or at the pub. He will think, talk and live Football. This I have no issue with. In fact I may even join in and get excited if England get through the first couple of rounds. Or at least it will mean an extra night out down the local or a couple of BBQ’s I can attend.
What I struggle to understand about Football is that our wonderful country seem determined to make ourselves look as ridiculous as possible. We decorate ourselves and our houses with complete……well tat, to be frank. I can’t be the only one who has noticed that countries such as Brazil are fully capable of excelling on the pitch while their fans look like normal sane people. English fans – We walk around with our white beer bellies out, tuck our manmade fibre replica JD Sports England shirt in our Primark shorts and complete the look with a badly painted face. We put flags on our car and hang them out of our windows, some even paint there houses red and white. While supermarket shelves are bulging with 99p World Cup accessories that you of course need, like that Red and White comedy wig.
I can’t say much more in favour of the ladies either. I’ve seen some truly shocking pictures of girls in cheap red and white bikinis. My only hope is this years WAG efforts have evolved since 2006 and Victoria Beckham’s white shorts and vest combo. And that track suit Alex Curran inflicted on the world.
You may think I’m being a bit of a World Cup bore. Don’t get me wrong there is nothing wrong with getting in the spirit and supporting your country. But please, can’t we just do it with a little style?? All the cringing is adding to my wrinkles.
I’m bored of my hair. We have a love/hate relationship which is usually kept under control by me keeping my mid brown mane long as possible and slightly messed up. It pretty much looks after itself. Yet occasionally, my reflection bores me silly and I have a desire to chop it all off and reinvent myself. Thinking I will emerge from the salon looking younger, slimmer, more fashionable and generally looking like a model from Bazaar magazine.
In reality, I hate going to the hairdressers. In fact I’ve only been twice in the last 10 years. I never seem to be able to successfully articulate what I want (maybe that’s because I never really know what I want). And the experience leaves me feeling a combination of anxiety, self loathing at my new appearance and disappointed. Usually looking more Mick Jagger than Elizabeth. This is then followed by about 3 years of me growing out said hair do into the familiar long layered mermaid length locks.
Why am I considering putting myself through this again?? Strange