Sunday 23 October 2011

Outfit Post: Beetlejuice

After a two month absence...

Here are some clothes for your to look at with your faces. Hurrah. There was a sneak peak of this outfit a couple of posts back but I thought I'd show you it in all its Beetlejuice-esque glory. With added massive parka. I do live in Manchester after all and it's part of our uniform.

I would wear this every single day if I could. Which is odd, because I've got neither my legs nor "the ladies" out. And I'm normally all about the legs and the ladies and the showing thereof. Maybe I'm becoming modest in my old age. I do turn 30 (THIRTY. WTF) in less than two weeks after all. Now please excuse my while I weep, throw all my leather shorts out and de-hoochify my wardrobe.

Yeah right.

Oh, one last thing. Unfortunately I think we're all just going to have to deal with the fact that my hair is mental. Personally, I think Tulisa's actually copied me. The little minx. Blonde roots are the new black roots. Fact.

Parka - Primark
Jeans and Top - River Island
Cardigan - New Look
Boots - Topshop
Hair - Seven bazillion different colours

Glitter & Velvet

1. Deena & Ozzy boots
2. OPI 'Fresh Frog of Bel Air'
3. Topshop 'Adornment' with OPI/Sephora 'Only Gold For Me' topcoat
4. OPI 'Rainbow Connection'
5. The ultimate party dress from Topshop
6. THAT dress that every blogger seems to have
7. My beloved boots once more

Thursday 13 October 2011


So, in my last post when I said that September was a month for "organising, cleansing and sparklifying my life", it appears that I also meant September was a month for taking some time out to reassess, reevaluate and reconsider. Ooh, I love me some alliteration.

I digress.

I've taken almost four weeks away from blogging, my tweeting has been minimal (for me, at least) and, instead, I've just been... living. I've been away to Nottingham for the weekend, I've been out for dinners and  drinks and out on nights out and I've spent time just being me. And being happy. I've rediscovered the joy in life, the joy in the smallest of good things, the joy in feeling good about yourself.

The joy in ...

...dressing like Beetlejuice for work. Oh yes.
...ridiculous new jeans.
...a rainy Manchester evening.
...driving over The Snake Pass at sunset. Breathtaking.
...a big fat burger with chips and coleslaw.
...not hating what I look like anymore.

Hello. My name is Helen. I'm back.