Call Me Jay.

CALL ME JAY.

“In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby.

I'm moving flats soon, and I'm getting utterly carried away planning it. I've found my dream flat and now I'm just waiting for all the paperwork and credit checks (eek) to go through. Fingers crossed for me because I think if it now falls through I may die. 

I basically want to live like I'm Gatsby, lots of Art Deco gold and glass with some warmer textures thrown in. My Polyvore has been taken over because I'm clipping mugs and forks and my Pinterest is unrecognisable. Send help.

I Had To Google the Spelling.

I HAD TO GOOGLE THE SPELLING.

That's right, sorry I'm not sorry to my brownie leaders, who despite making me wear them never taught me how to spell culottes. I nearly had it, there was just an extra L hanging about unwanted. I haven't bought any yet, but I think these might be about to end all of that. I'm quite pleased that monochrome seems to be sticking about as well. 

When Kimono Dreams Come True.

WHEN KIMONO DREAMS COME TRUE.

Style-wise, I love something long, floaty, and a bit pointless. Which is why kimonos make me so happy. I've had this River Island one on my Polyvore for months, and stare at it sadly whenever I go in to store. I even tried it on once, to torment myself I imagine, as I couldn't justify buying it. 

HOWEVER when I got an email saying it had gone on sale, I couldn't move fast enough. I was at a family BBQ, mid conversation and I just legged it to a corner to buy it without disruption. Rude? Yes. Necessary? Even more yes. Can't say I regret it.

Please excuse my hair, my highlights are overdue and instead of getting them done I went on a pre-holiday clothing and tanning oil spree. I did find some perfect black sandals after years of hunting (Primark, below) so my hair will just have to wait. I'm still pretending that one day I'll be brave and cut it all off. Not going to lie, it also just needs a good wash. An outfit picture wasn't in my plan for today (it never is) and had I known I'd probably have at least put a bit more dry shampoo into it.

Please also excuse my thighs. Despite living off salads pre holiday they have refused to shrink.