I put on my shoes & I'm ready for the weekend

So my friend always joked about putting things into his fashion blog. It wasn't really that funny because I suspected that deep down he wasn't really joking about having one. Liam - this blog is dedicated to you. I personally had no interest in fashion my entire life. I think it came from being not that well off and having to make do with what I had - and having to choose from sale items that no one else wanted for good reason. My flatmate used to date my best friend. He spent so much money on cars, she spent hers on clothes. He used to hassle her for it and she'd say, "Well, you know how you never finish a car you're working on? My wardrobe is like that - a work in progress, always under construction." I thought it was a nice analogy, because I've always hated the idea of "fashion" due to it's cyclical and capitalistic nature. It's only created to make people feel like they need to spend money constantly. However, through working with "girly" girls and having to be very aware of seasonal trends and new product launches with the role of PR in my work, I have discovered the joys one can have with this medium. I think it's also through a development of self-confidence that has led to increased freedom of expression through clothing. Not just clothing though, I have a shoe collection to rival the average woman's. I should really do something about that...

Anyway, I'm about to go out on the town so I thought I'd start this and update on my wardrobe.

Last night I was pretty pleased with my ensemble, only to discover that I had to disrobe into my work uniform as I missed the engagement I was attending. Luckily I had someone to impress later that night, when I donned my grey Loaded babydoll dress with domes and cream lace, Victorian-style mid-calf low-heel boots, and cream hooded woolen Carhartt zip-through cardigan. Accessories were a multi-strand pearl bracelet with cream ribbon bow, and large pearl stud earrings and a half-pony look devised from bobby-pins. I wore charcoal footless opaque tights earlier but discovered the May evening was unseasonally warm so decided to lose them. Hood-up I felt like I should be in an Autumn shoot in some kind of woodland setting. I was pleased. I actually ended up at a local electronic sampler gig at the hip indie club in town - so was glad I didn't look like the other minions rocking the same threads I was wearing when in Primary School. What is up with the kids these days?? I don't get it.

Tonight it's a 21st a a drum n bass bar (yes I see the irony in the juxtaposition) so that usually means something a little more ghetto-fab. It's skinny stonewashed blue jeans with black fabric strappy heels with gold chain design and complete with ankle ties in bows. Belt is my studded Calvin Klein black leather number. On top is an oversized, off the shoulder Zoo York lilac tee that I'm please to share is entitled "Catzilla", as it depicts a cat sitting in the middle of a cityscape, breathing pink flames all over the buildings. Necklace is a long silver ball-chain with a peace dove with stitched embroidery-thread wings, ring is a gold 2-finger job that spells LOVE - except the O is a heart. Nice touch. Had to go with hair up in a high-pony and the Jenny-from-the-block large hoop earrings. Purple MAC eyeshadow to go with the tee OF COURSE. To complete the theme I'm taking my embellished silver Rocawear single-strap banana-handbag, which is completely impractical but I love it so.

Oops, there goes my phone - my skilled friend managed to actually catch a bus. I'm out! x