Do you remember this post a couple of weeks ago? Well, I’m going to show you the same thing again – but this time, it’s Vogue October 2011. In the order that I saw them, the things I’ve found most aesthetically pleasing on my first round. As you’ll soon come to realise, the most common themes are shape/sixties/patriotism. Enjoy!
I have a new idea for the blog. I know, it’s been a long time coming. It’s going to be weekly Sunday-ditty. I could’ve started it yesterday, but I felt the timing of such whimsy would be inappropriate. This Sunday it is, then. Bet you can’t wait!
So, other than coming up with fancy new blog ideas (don’t worry, there won’t be anything nearly as frightening as a change of scenery or anything!) I have been mostly reading. After my short, sharp fling with One Day, I ordered a few more books online (four, actually) and I’ve quickly demolished them all. That’s the problem with me – I’m an absolutist, especially when it comes to reading. I become addicted/infatuated/can’t-stop-til-I’ve-finished so easily. Sometimes, I wish I could just read a chapter or two a night, savour it like normal people do. But no; whoever said ‘it’s a real page-turner’, was surely thinking of me. But anyway, all this reading has inspired me, which can only be a good thing.
In other, final news, my Mum is like way ahead of the times. For my birthday last year she ordered me a little alphabet purse online. I use it to carry around a few essentials in my bag (I don’t like being bulked down with a full on make-up case). And as I walked past Urban Outfitters this morning, I spied the exact same ones through the window. Yeah, my Mum is so Urbz-Outz like that. Or rather, so ONE-YEAR-AHEAD like that. And also, remember the debate I once had about the letters American Apparel chose (or rather, deigned not to choose) for their alphabet t-shirts? Yep. Here too. Sorry, Frankie, this time F got the cut.
This weekend I have mostly cheated on fashion with furniture. Might aswell call me Carrie. Usually we can only make it to IKEA on a bus (and are therefore limited to napkins and tealights and whatever we can carry), but this weekend my brother came up to visit and took me to IKEA in a van. We got the cabinet we’ve wanted for ages. The boy and I got suitably annoyed with each other when putting it up (who can erect flat-pack furniture without a row?) but now it’s happy days. We also got some new bed linen. And the usual tealights/tea-towels/endless-amounts-of-tupperware/blankets/straws. Properly stocked up. And now I shall sit and look at the cabinet all evening. And then get into crisp, brand-new, freshly-washed sheets. Who needs a trip to Russell and Bromley when IKEA is on the menu? (Ha. I know, I know. I hear you scoff. Plus, I have fallen in love with some boots. Think my Russell and Bromley investments might have to become a yearly affair).
Now I don’t mean to bore you, but this post wouldn’t be complete without pictures of my new crush. And a couple of the weekend thrown in too.
So, oops’ are in order. Have wanted the Office Keepers for, like, ever now. Finally got tired of looking at them on the shop shelf. So now they are on my own shelf (floor). At last. I tell you what, it’s like we’ve never been apart. I, for one, am ready for Autumn with these babies.
