My favourite items at the moment...

My loooovely housemates had a little surprise in store for me the other day. Coaxed to the Bullring despite a hangover from Hell, I was greeted upon my arrival with a...

PIZZA HUT BIRTHDAY PARTY!

No joke, salad bar, ice-cream factory: the lot. I am not lying when I say I was moved to tears.

And to top it all off, they bought me a prezzie too... This gorgeous rucksack.

 

 

Upon asking where it had been sourced from, I was answered with an ambiguous "somewhere" - which gives me a sneaky feeling it may be from U.Outfitters. (Getting stuff from there as a present is a delight - don't get me wrong. I just disagree with their business morals. I do not disagree with this bag - it's amazing.)

As well as this bag, I've treated myself to a new "school bag." Getting a new school bag was always one of the few perks of going back to school.

Year after year I would pester my mum for the latest must-have bag - which were mainly, in hindsight, horrendous. I endured the Warehouse epidemic, the Jane Nor fad and I even have faint memories of being the envy of my friends with a (somewhat dykey) Animal rucksack. But any way - here it is...

 

Only £18 in the monsoon sale. YUM.

Now, just because it's snowing does mean you shouldn't look G. I've been LIVING in my pink Timberlands. Great grip, eye-catching.. I get a lot of sticks from the housemates for looking like a single mum called Shaneekwa but I love them. They're so sturdy. And make me feel a bit less white. :)

So my blog is being a wanker and won't let me post any pictures...

Happy Chicmas

I got so many lovely jubly things for Christmas.

My very nice boyfriend bought me Burberry Brit (channelling my patriotic chic) and Mum got me Rihanna's new perfume. I hate Rihanna but this smells like something an actual angel would wear. Would definitely recommend either of these scents.

My Grandma got me a lovely purse... maybe it will be bring me better luck with regard to not wasting all my student loan? (Unlikely) And a loooovely floaty skirt (also from River Island.) It's a black A line skirt. I've tried on a few A-lines in the past but to be honest they just don't seem to suit my body shape at the moment. After piling on some pounds over Christmas, I have what looks like a 4-month baby bump, and skater skirts just don't seem to cover that very well - quite the opposite in fact... They cling to it and attract unwanted attention. So I picked out a skirt with buttons down the middle, made of a nice floaty chiffony material, high-waisted, black of course, with a nice vintage-looking belt. I wore it for my 21st birthday meal this evening... I felt the dog's bollocks! (Not literally... I mean, where does that expression come from? No bollocks, regardless of species, are particularly remarkable... so why say it? Any way I'm rambling about bollocks here.. move on)

I also got lots of the usual gift cards. I used to consider gift cards as pretty naff but now I welcome them with open arms. In fact, I relish them. I would much rather a gift card so that I can choose something I actually like rather than receiving a complete and utter turkey. (One time, I got a salmon beanie hat with a rose embroidered on it. Needless to say it got a one way ticket to Barnado's. So not chic.)

This year I got £15 to squander in New Look. Needless to say I was down there first thing on the 27th to spend it on something in the sale. And the sale was BRILLIANT. I'm not knocking New Look but to be honest, I haven't really been in there in years. The last thing I bought from there was actually a very fetching pair of flared grey cords that I recall wearing to my year 6 disco. But today it really was excellent. Got a new khaki blouse for lounging around in (£8), a nice rock-chick necklace (£3) , and a watch (£6) which looks a million dollars.


And I finally got a NEW LEATHER JACKET.
I finally got one. Finally. And I feel amazing in it. It is an XS... (awkward) but it was the only one left, half price in the Oasis sale so I pondered, and came to the conclusion that it would be absolutely stupid if I were to not buy it. Luckily it just about fits, and I have worn it non-stop since! Only £40. So if you are a size 6 - 8 on top, go and get this jacket. It is absolutely lovely. Very flattering and looks really expensive. As far as I know, only XS are left though :(



 

Pat Butcher, eat ya heart out

I have been a very very spoiled girl this year.

 

I don't really know where to start - but I think it all really started a few weeks when I was round at my Grandma's house. It was the start of the Christmas holidays, and I was happily chilling with Grandma when the inevitable question arose:

 

"Have you thought about what you want for Christmas?"

 

I hate this question because I always feel like I'm being really greedy by asking for something. My Grandma has always been excellent at presents, but as I've got older she's asked me what I want so that she knows it'll be something I will actually wear/use.

 

So I bit the bullet.

"I really really want a fur coat."

 

My Grandma smiled slightly put down her sewing.

"That's handy," she said.

 

Now I should give you some background information here. My Grandma, having had my mum at 19, is a pretty young Grandma. She's very feisty, and is never seen without a full head of highlights. In short, she's a very trendy (ew, hate that word) Grandma, and cares a lot about what she looks like. Which I guess is maybe where my mum gets it from, and in turn, where myself and my sisters get it from.

 

"I have one up in my loft. I was planning to send it to the Hospice Shop with Grandad."

 

 

 

This is my Grandad. ^ My Grandad is the love of my life. He's very soppy and silly and has spoilt us girls rotten all our lives. He's retired but he works in a charity shop for the local Hospice every Friday. Before I knew it, Grandma had dispatched Grandad to crawl around in the loft to look for the garment in question. I waited in excitement until I heard the words:

 

"Here it is! I've got it!"

 

It. Is. Perfect.

 

A dark mahogony brown, with a small, single latch to fasten it at the front. The sleeves are just long enough for my lanky arms - which is always a pain for me when buying jackets. It's a size 12, but that's okay because I can always wear one of my big chunky jumpers underneath to pad it out.

 

 

The photo just doesn't do it justice... but I'll upload some photos of me wearing it soon! (It's not actual fur by the way. Just in case you were wondering. I know I have admitted before that I am all for fur but this is faux-fur, and therefore even better.)

 

I've worn this coat to death ever since Grandma gave it to me. I've worn it out for meals, I've dressed it down with jeans and boots in the day... I even wore it to bloody Morrison's for God's sake, and I have never felt more middle class in my life.

 

 

 

I've been called everything from Pat Butcher to Cruella but the truth is - when I wear this coat I feel fabulous. and it has that gorgeous 'Grandma smell' that we all know and love.

 

So thank you, Grandma!

I have been made a very happy girlie with this coat.