Nicole Vienna x Me (And Some Alexa Thoughts)

It'll come as no surprise when I impart the following: I have mountains of clothes, gazillions of shoes and a helluva lot of handbags. My watch collection, however, is somewhat lagging behind. So I was very happy to be able to add this Nicole Vienna Black Mesh beauty into my wrist candy stash. Nicole Vienna is a newish Scandi brand and all the watches in their collection have beautiful black marble faces, which is deffo something I can get on board with. What you sayin'? Also, we need to talk Alexa. The eagle-eyed amongst you will have already clocked that I'm wearing the pink fluffy Myrtle jumper from her Archive x M&S collection. It looks so cute and cuddly, but unfortunately on me it clings like, well, a Stage 4 Clinger. Sad to say, none of the other pieces I swiped from the drop did much for me either. The culottes made me look fat (AKA fatter), the Harry blouse I just couldn't get on and the blazer wasn't happening either. I think if you are skinny and natural looking and you've got a bob (basically, if you're Alexa) then you're laughing. (In more ways than one, I'd imagine). How have you got on with her pieces? Let me know chicas x

*Watch- Nicole Vienna//Jumper- Archive By Alexa

Trousers- Topshop//Kicks- H&M

Prints- Sealoe//Rug- Ikea

En Brogue

I've always wanted a pair of black patent brogues, so when my Fairy Shoemother (AKA Olivia) kindly sent me these I was buzzing. They're all leather which makes them super comfy (especially sans sock) and aesthetically, they strike the perfect balance between boyish and girlish (don'tcha think?). Oh and in case you didn't know (I didn't) the artist formerly known as DuoBoots have had a lil' aul brand make-over and are now going by the name Ted & Muffy. So, now that we're up to speed, just a quick word on the rest of this outfit. The trews are an absolutely ledge pair from Gap that were 40% off and are slightly stretchy, slightly cropped and the buggers have only got pockets too. Result. The jumper is a Whistles one that my sis bought me for my birthday and I've worn it so much it's actually blown both our minds. (Which reminds me, I must, erm, wash it). Do you have any brogues in your life? (Or indeed any jumpers that could walk by themselves). Lemmie know xx

PS Soz about the half dead flowers

Brogues- *Ted & Muffy//Trousers- Gap

Jumper- Whistles//Print- Sealoe

Easter Present From Me To Me

You've doubtless seen these pointy uber-babes flying round Instagram like nobody's beeswax. As per everyone else, I fell, at first sight. I had last year's epic Mango flats so I debated (reasonably) long and hard as to whether I should actually purchase these. Did I need them? Could I face the feet-shredding episodes again? Am I in the unfortunate Ed Milibandesque habit of asking myself questions? That'll be (in respective order):- not really, no but fuck it and it looks entirely possible. Since I can't eat any chocolate this Easter (or any hot cross buns, nor any Easter cake, nor anything much of anything really) I decided that these shoes would be my food-sub. By the end of the weekend, I may even look thin enough to wear them with skinnies :) Catch you soon xx

Flats- Mango//Kick Flares- Zara//Picture- Sealoe

Spring Refresh For My Flat

I've been trying to spruce up the place I call home for a while now. There's actually a few reasons behind wanting to get the joint looking a little fresher. 1) It currently looks pretty rubbish. I refurbished the whole shebang when I moved in (a few years ago now), and at the time I ran outta funds (and energy) to make it actually look cosy and comfy (whilst still being minimal, of course). 2) I actually wanna sell. I hate the neighbours and the neighbours hate me. It's almost certainly time to seek pastures new. 3) My eyes. As mentioned here my eyesight is completely bolloxed. And my flat is very dark (despite these pics- thanks Photoshop) and life has basically become super difficult of late. I need to be wayyyy up high somewhere, on a top floor with a lovely balcony, sitting on a highly aesthetic chair, sipping on organic decaf green tea, reading Vogue and generally being a lot calmer. So. This is what I've done in my quest thus far.

Wall Stuff

I've never actually hung any paintings in my flat. Not one. Reason being: I'm a fusspot. A fusspost and an art historian. Who likes to paint. I've always meant to knock up some pics myself, but never quite got round it. And I convinced myself that I hate prints and repros and shit like that. Only 'real art' would do. Hell, I even had it in my head that I'd try and find a Picasso sketch for about £200 and stick that up on a wall. (Ring Ring, Hi, it's Mr Reality Check). And then....IG happened. It got into my head and made me think that I needed to jump on the Scandi hype. Out went my admittedly pathetic principles, and in came some lovely quote prints from Sealoe. Now, you've probably seen their pretty incred range all over IG yourself, and they don't disappoint in reality. They arrived quickly (with a cute freebie bracelet) too, which then precipitated my next challenge- namely- Ikea.

The Ikea Run

Now, obviously everyone knows hell exists. And it's not red as previously thought, but blue and yellow. And off a dual carriageway. I hadn't visited hell for a while but I needed to brave it. So I took myself off there for the 10am kick off and got stuck in. I bought picture frames, some amaze vases, a fake orchid for £1.50 (WTF!?), some storage boxes and a rather jazzy cushion (deffo need more). I was priddy pleased with my haul. (Everyone: then what happened? Me: I broke a nail trying to put the prints in the frames, swore a lot, bent a pair of scissors, swore summore, took some snaps for IG- (priorities!)- stuck said pics on IG- nobody liked them and swiftly deleted. Such fun). 

My Desk

The next mountain to climb was my desk. This needed some serious work. It's still not massively visual (hence the lack of photographic evidence), but improvements have been made. Before it looked a lot like something off one of those appalling hoarder programmes. I had everything, everywhere. (Nail polishes, papers, cameras, chargers, memory cards, card reader thingy, 1D memorabilia (really!), notebooks, pens, unopened make-up, radio, spare phone, tissues, light and erm, several pairs of socks). Anyroad. I bought some nice storage boxes from Paperchase and got sorting. I also bought an incred wheelie storage wotsit from Zara Home where my hair dryer, straighteners and radio now live. (This footstool is also amaze if you like that Scandi vibe, and would come in incredibly handy next time you're milking a cow). 

Rome Wasn't Built In A Day

I'm now basically obsessed with buying interior shizz (it's all still very much a work in progress), and my OOTDs are suffering slightly as a result. So, major soz for that. I'd love to hear about any interior thoughts you've got though, and any good places to hit up for cool stuff and just generally whatchoo reckon on the home front. Catch you soon xx

Prints- Sealoe//Vases- Ikea//Flower Stems- Ikea

Storage Boxes- Zara Home (textured) & Ikea (plain)//Sneaks via JD Sport

Fake Orchid & Metal Pot- Ikea