Siouxsie Bolan

So I know there is very important stuff going on today but…

Look at these ridiculous shoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooes!



I had been feeling the need to inject a little frivolity and fun into my wardrobe. The style gods must have heard my yearnings and popped these bad boys by Privileged on sale for me. Clickty, click and they were mine. Aren’t they the best/tackiest shoes ever? I feel like the love-child of Siouxsie Soux and Mark Bolan in them.


Right, now go vote.



I’m going for ‘Goth Amelia Earhart’…

To these words I received a blank face. I raised an eyebrow. Still nothing. ‘The jacket’ I persisted, ‘my new jacket’. T managed to look scared, confused and bored simultaneously. ‘I have no idea what you’re talking about’.

Sometimes you just need your gal friends.




So yeah, I realised a long time ago that I was lacking a jacket of any description. Coats I’m up to my neck in (literally), but I didn’t have a single jacket for those in betweeny winter to spring transition days. Well I obviously couldn’t let a gaping chasm like that exist in my wardrobe and so I set about conducting my usual five-month long research initiative to look for the prefect specimen. I saw this jacket ages ago but when I went back to buy it, it was sold out! Nooooooooooooooooooooo! The sheer misery of it. Not one to take defeat lightly I checked back near enough daily for the next two months, but because it had been on sale I wasn’t holding out much hope. Eventually, I was a few clicks away from purchasing a similar but infinitely inferior version at three times the price when I paused and thought ‘just one last check’. Praise Saturn and the stars, there it was! Restocked in every size and bloody lovely. In one tap of a verification code, it was mine.

GFE(Hat’s off! This is why I can never have neat hair – I like playing too much)

I’m going to be living in this jacket for a while, I just loves it. Part modern Goth, part 1930s explorer. Perfection in a jacket. So, the moral of the story is that it pays to be a stubborn bugger sometimes.



Organise to Optimise


 I bore myself saying it so I certainly must be boring you by now but I am busy. Buuuuusssy. Did I tell you I was busy? How am I? I’m busy. I don’t have much time for many of life’s luxuries like washing or sleeping right now but through the wonders of modern technology I allowed myself an indulgent five minutes to read this new post by Gala Darling today. Cyber-blogging-lifestye-lusting-consumerism or whatever the proper term is, is alive and well in me it seems as within about seven minutes I had bought myself a new Filofax. Well what’s the point in working all hours if you can’t spend your hard earned cash on something nice that you really want? I mean I really did want it. For like a whole two minutes before I bought it. It’s agony wanting something for so long I tell you.

Pretty aint she? And in my favourite midnight/royal blue hue. Aaaaaand I found it for 50% off here…Click!… it was meant to be I tell you. Aaaaaaaaand, oh crikey I suppose I should put in a disclaimer here after all my hand wringing over the last year about not wearing leather shoes due to being a veggie: Well folks I’m eating meat again temporarily. Basically I needed the energy and iron while I was doing Whole 30 because I felt mighty weak the last time I tried doing the program without. It won’t be a long term thing and I feel bloody awful about it but I am also a pragmatist, so I figured I couldn’t have any major moral objections about buying a leather organiser when I have four steaks sitting in my fridge at the moment.

I can’t wait to get my mitts on it and get all ‘New Year organised’. Lists, goals, plans for the year ahead! That and highlighting the bumper edition of the Radio Times the best part of Christmas!!! Right guys!? Guys??? Ahem…

Anyway, I now have to stop myself from endlessly staring at crafty ways to personalise my organiser on Pinterest because guess what? I don’t have time!