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Autumn/Winter ’10

AW10. Two letters combined with two numbers that cause ridiculous amounts of excitement. I’m no exception to that fact. Summer is great and everything, and it is a nice change to be able to go out in just a dress or only have to throw on a cardigan instead a huge woolly coat. Maybe I’m weird, but the novelty of this all wears off pretty quickly for me.

I’m in the minority of Irish people regarding my opinions on the weather. Granted, it’s bloody handy to have this universal conversation topic, allowing us to sail through life without any awkward silences, but I don’t do the complaining thing. I like the cold. I don’t mind if there’s a grey sky outside. To top it all off, I’m not a huge fan of hot sunny days. Dear Lord ye’re probably all slowly moving that cursor up to the red x in the corner, no longer wanting to read such a strange person’s blog. Ok then.

But just think about the winter. You get to wear cosy tights and knee-high boots and leather shoes. You can layer away ’til kingdom come; tank tops and t-shirts and dresses and jumpers and cardigans and blazers and coats ALL WORN TOGETHER. I don’t know how this sort of stuff cannot cause excitement. I’ll also admit that alot of my clothes are dark coloured. Grey, black, navy, more grey, and a bit more black. Then there is the wonder that is a scarf. A scarf can change an outfit in a second. God almighty I love scarves.

Winter means lots of different materials and textures. It brings cold days spent hidden inside cute coffee stores drinking cappuccinos and hot chocolates. Long evenings by the fire with the rain lashing down outside. Hats and coats and scarves and gloves. Winter walks on the beach with the cold rain and wind. That Christmassy feeling when town starts getting busier and the night comes that little bit quicker..

I am very excited about being able to wear lots of nice new clothes though. It’s possibly my favourite thing about AW. In preparation I have so far purcahsed a pair of brown brogues, lots of tights and a new blazer. I can’t describe the blazer because I don’t know what it’s called but I’ll do an outfit post soon with it. The lovely Caroline was doing a bit of a clear out too, so I got two fab t-shirts and an unworn orange pashmina. And you know how I love my scarves! Not forgetting the two hoodies.. The tennis club won’t know what hit them.

Other things I may invest in include: striped top, woolly grey socks, purply sleeveless blouse in Topshop (it is amazing), a dress of some sort, an amazing leather jacket, more shoes and boots, a black shirt, more vests and tanks,  and alot more that I just can’t think of right now.

Time to go to town. Outfit post later if I can get someone to take nice pictures of me.

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Summery days and short skirts..

Y’know, we’re going to get used to this sunshine here on our little island on the periphery of Europe. We’re going to start thinking we’re entitled to it then, and we won’t be happy campers when it decides to head back to wherever it belongs. But until then I’m going to enjoy it. The sun allows us to spend our days lazing around the park, and then me making Aisling follow me around and take photos of me so I can show you what I wore. Not that it’s even that exciting or stylish or ground-breaking but I like documenting things like that.

Looking casual..

Gazing into the glistening water.. 😛

Skirt : Penneys

Top : Zara

Shirt : Stradivarius

Scarf : Debenhams

So we sat on the two rugs we brought, ate pasta, and drank tropical fruit juice. Then people kept joining us. I think we have some magnetic force that attracts everyone towards us. That, or we’re just so cool they can’t stay away..

Playing *dangerous* sports..

You can’t see much of me in that photo, but  my bracelets frame the scene nicely I think, as do the sunglasses. And then there’s L and P and K being violent with E’s juggling equipment. I was hit, attacked, beaten up.

Oh, and then while I was lying there trying not to get hit by that low flying object, my friends did this.

That's me..

And then there was the argument about how is it that my feet look smaller than A’s when we take the same size Converse?

We so indie, yaw.

I think it may because mine are tied quite loosely and so look wider, therefore reducing the length:width ratio. Also, I tie my laces behind the tongue, so less lace is seen, possibly making the shoe appear shorter.

That’s science for you.



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Fashion, shopping, and clothes.

I like clothes. They make me happy, so happy. If I see someone sitting outside a café, or walking down the street, and they look good, then it makes me smile. People who look a little different to everyone else, but effortlessly pull off whatever they’re wearing. I try my best to achieve this natural look, but I know I fail. It’s all well and good to have ideas, and when you’re in a shop you might have amazing prospects for a jacket or a dress. But some clothes just look crappy after a month or so and you never wear them again. This has happened to me on numerous occasions with items from Penneys in the past, but I do believe I am improving in the picking-out-recession-beating-clothes regard.

Today I bought a hoody in H&M. I wanted a baggy one, to throw on over big t-shirts and bandage skirts. So I went for the biggest they had, a size 16. I didn’t even realise EUR42 was a size 16 until after I bought it. I showed it to my mother who was like ‘Twenty euro for a plain hoody?’. She doesn’t get my whole ‘look’ if you could even call it that. She’s probably right, but the only way I’ll learn is by making mistakes. I like big baggy t-shirts with cardigans thrown over. I like Converse and I don’t like jeans. I know this is an extremely controversial statement, but I just never really wear jeans anymore. They’re boring and safe and there’s plenty of time to wear them when you hit 40. I prefer short skirts and coloured tights.

So my big baggy hoody. I tried it on with my white I ❤ Paris t-shirt, bought in Charles de Gaulle; my black ribbed bandage skirt from Topshop, also known as my ‘piece of material’; a green and navy check scarf from Topshop, grey tights, and black flats. I like it. I know I’ll be sick of it in a few weeks, but right now I think it looks nice. It’s casual-looking, and I love anything in slate grey.

I also tried on two dresses in Penneys. One was a black tea dress with floral designs on it, but not too bright. It might have been a tad long though, I’m not sure. I also tried a black lace dress. It was a nice length and had a good voluminous skirt. I don’t know what I have that would go with it though, and I feel it may be something I could stop wearing after two weeks instead of my usual four.

I might start posting the odd photo of what I’m wearing on any given day, so that the blog isn’t completely my rambling. I think people like to look at pictures, especially of people. I’ll think about it. Taking pictures could be a tad difficult as I can be a bit fussy at times regarding photography.

Went into an amazing new shop in Cork today called Amity on French Church Street. It’s so pretty and spacious and has beautiful clothes and big changing rooms and lovely decor. I’m thinking of dragging my dear mother in there to buy me something pretty for my brother’s confirmation. How I love religion…

I think I’ll stop now. But more shopping tomorrow. Yay! 🙂


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