I know, I know; my blogging has been abhorrent. Once again I find myself full of empty promises about how regularly I will post and once again I have been tardy and inconsistent. The truth is since I started my new job I have been seriously busy, this has also coincided with the Edinburgh festival so in between working and being a social butterfly all I've really had time for is sleeping, and eating, naturally. As well as this blog I have also been seriously neglecting the gym and today I made my triumphant return with a Zumba class. I already feel a little sore so I'm taking that as a good sign. I always feel so inadequate at the gym; this is partially because I have no sporty gym bag (I am currently using the cloth bag that once housed the Mulberry) and mainly because I am inadequate. Just last week I went to the gym for a shower, (I am aware this makes me sound slightly like a gypsy but my boiler was broken,) so there I am dripping wet in just a towel trying to get into my locker and it will not open. Now I definitely had the right locker and I was definitely using the correct combination but the padlock had jammed itself shut. I had to wait around for someone else to come into the changing rooms and send them up to reception for help. I was pretty mortified when a girl came down from reception wielding an enormous pair of pliers and cut my padlock right off. This is the kind of shit that would only happen to me. Anyway, I have a few new bits and bobs to blog about over the next couple of days, right now I'm gonna paint my nails and watch some crap TV!
Sunday, 21 August 2011
I am having a complete crisis of faith when it comes to my wardrobe just now. I don't know if it's the time of year or if it's because I have eaten myself into oblivion since my holiday or if I'm just bored but I HATE all of my clothes at the moment. I'm currently sitting on my bed surrounded by once-loved garments fizzing with dissatisfaction. The simple task of laying out clothes for work has become torturous not to mention the overwhelming remorse I felt when I couldn't find my trusty American Apparel denim shorts and remembered I'd carelessly abandoned them in a hostel in Barcelona. My most recent purchases, including a gorgeous pair of floral trousers from Topshop, are leaving me underwhelmed and at this exact moment in time I think I'd rather leave my house in my joggers and freebie work t-shirt than contrive a mediocre outfit from my pile of rags. Perhaps I have spent too much time today pouring over fashion blogs and ogling beautiful things, I seem to be going a little mad.
|At least my nails look good.|
Sunday, 14 August 2011
The rain decided to take a well earned break from soaking Scotland this afternoon and I was able to get some pictures done in the garden. As you can see my vain doggy wasn't happy with somebody else being the centre of attention so she decided to get in the photos too! This picture is really all about the jumper; fringed, super cosy and patterned, it may be last season (I picked it up in the Topshop Sale) but I am planning on making this work for me all through the winter months. The only downside is that I have to be really careful not to dip the fringes into my dinner.
I've had a really nice weekend; went to Nandos and the cinema last night and had an amazing brunch with Morven today at Mimi's Bakehouse in Leith. Leith in the sunshine on a Sunday morning is so nice; there are so many nice places to go for food and drinks! Going to Chop Chop tonight which was a finalist in Gordon Ramsay's search for Britain's Best Restaurant, the food is delicious and the Unlimited Banquet is enough to feed an army. I will be on a strict diet next week to counteract the infinite amount of calories I have consumed the last few days!
Hope you've had a good weekend!
Monday, 8 August 2011
I start my new job tomorrow and I am VERY excited. I am going back to work at Schuh in their Marketing Department at Head Office and it's the beginning of a very exciting career for me, plus who doesn't love to be surrounded by amazing shoes all day. Since I am going to be spending my days in the company of lots of wonderfully stylish people I am also hoping that I will be provided with fodder for this blog and will finally start to update it with the frequency that was originally intended. For my first day I have decided to wear my trusty leather shorts with this Zara blouse and of course my Alexa (if it's not raining that is, I've yet to 'splash' out on the waterproofing spray, pun wholeheartedly intended). I am currently an hour in to my Monday model watching marathon, Britain and Ireland's Next Top Model followed by Dirty Sexy Things. I've had to have a cupcake to combat the self-loathing.
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
I am hating the weather right now; not only am I perpetually sweating because of the heat, I am also wasting at least half my day delayering and re layering as the rain constantly threatens to beat me up like a persistent bully demanding lunch money. The other day I made the mistake of wearing a long sleeved top and a jacket on my way to the gym, before I'd even gotten on the bus a film of sweat was coating my already make-up free face and I'm pretty sure I was panting. I have never felt more like a junkie in my life, old women were shooting me dirty looks and mother's hurried their children past me. I know it's summer and that's all very well but I'm not prepared for this, I just want to buy a winter jacket and moan about it being too cold. It's so hot in the oven that is my bedroom that I can't even dance enthusiastically to Beyonce without perspiring an un-ladylike amount. (Run the World and Best Thing I Never Had are current favourites for bedroom dancing, you are welcome for that mental image.)