eggcentric dressing

I was supposed to post this one in April. I have no egg-scuse egg-cept that I did not have the technology to permit me at the time, and now all these terrible egg puns are completely out of context.... 

It is a tradition in my friendship group that we go OUT-OUT on Good Friday. I mean, I go hard or go home most fridays, but Good Friday is a diaried-in-advance-given.This year I thought I'd wear an Easter themed outfit, and stopping short of wearing bunny ears (though I have 3 pairs to choose from) I went for a Mini Egg pastel colour scheme. Back to stripes again - this trousers and braces THING was from an East End Thrift Store fill-a-bag. In 2014 I definitely should not be cooing over things because I think they're like, so Carrie Bradshaw but I'm sorry, I did. Needless to say this cost me about £1.50 so it was worth the risk. You can't see the detail but it's pale pink and white stripes with tiny purple dots on. I could have worn it with a white or black crop top but I was like naaaah, definitely turquoise. The clutch bag was also from an EETSFAB. My Sylvanian Families collector's club pin which is a permanent feature on my leather jacket ties in the easter theme nicely. I look fucking horrendous (drunk, sweaty, bad hair day) but this outfit was FUN to wear.  

Fifty shades of green

Last Saturday night I went with my mumma, one of my sisters and two of my soul sisters to a charity ball in aid of Macmillan, Sue Ryder and Ian Rennie. My other-mother Elaine arranges fantastic charity balls every couple of years in Hughenden village hall and this fantastic rock n roll covers band (who specialise in Elvis covers) play and I LOVE THEM, so I try and go whenever I can.

As a black tie event this calls for extra special dresses. In September I bought a ridiculous green 1980s prom dress from the East End Thrift Store that just had far too many clashing elements - plunging neckline, cold shoulder detail, glittery lace, netting, poofy a-line skirt. You get the picture, but incase you don't, here's a picture:

 

It was £15 and at that point it was bought with no outing in mind but lots of potential - Halloween, christmas tree dress.... In actuality, it's first outing was New Years for the Ultimate Power/Guilty Pleasures party at Kentish Town Forum. It got a lot of attention and was a dream to wear - the skirt really swings, and the bodice makes a meal of your milkshake.

I've struggled accessorising it, I've worn it with metallic open toe sandals both times, natural pink lipstickm minimal lashes and my hair up in a messy top knot. I think anything else looks too fancy dress or panto.

I don't even know or care if it looks good, its such a joy to wear. Not an easy one to repeat though, is it?

Busting five knots, wind whipping out my coat

In an unexpected turn of events, I attended the Southampton Boat Show on Friday. IT WAS EXCELLENT. 

I've had a soft spot for boats since I went on a boating holiday down the Thames as a kid, with my friend Kate and her family. Actually scrap that, it started way before that, there is a super adorable picture of me  as a toddler, with my big brother, pretending to steer my mum and dad's friend's boat. They had a huge house that backed on to the river in Caversham and to this day that is one of my 'dream houses'. Imagine, keeping your own boat in the river equivalent of a garage. One day I got carried away 'play steering' and it turned out I was steering the motherfucking boat yo! Back to the boating holiday - I loved when we would get to a lock and it would be action stations. We even made up a song to the theme of 'Rosie and Jim' - basically just replace those names with 'Lucy and Kate' and the put Martin and 'laine in there somewhere, oh and the KING'S FUSILIER, as that was the boat name. So cool. The only bad thing was when we got super-pooped on by a bird. But thatcould have happened on dry land too.

Now I take any opportunity to get on a boat. One of my favourite times from holiday last year was the one-day cruise we did around Cyprus. Ah yes, I would get on very well on one of those boats with a sun deck. Or a speed boat. So the long haired animals could sit along the sides and let their ears blow in the wind. I digress... YES, A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME. 

Almost as much as I like the idea of having a pleasure cruiser, a 5-man staff in tight whites and magnums of champagne on ice, there is one more shallow thing I like about the idea of sailing on the deep - the clothes of course! I've said it once, I've said it a hundred times, I will always dress to the theme. So to the boat show I wore this boat-neck, nautical striped number from one of the thrift store fill-a-bags. I also wore my captain's jacket (the navy M&S one from the previous post). I wore plain old an ankle boots there. I had got this right, all of the fellow show attendees were wearing tan footwear but there was an abundance of deck shoes! I can turn anything in to a shopping expedition, so I bought the best cheapest pair I could find (well, my boots were rubbing too...)

The top is made of a heavy material and is quite big, so I probably look as fat as a sea cow in it, but it is super comfy to wear, and I actually think it does look pretty cool with a leather mini skirt.

purple laze

World, meet my hangover dress. I cracked this out after my birthday, and I cracked it out again after my sister's birthday when I was disgustingly hungover (hence the glasses and crappy photography). I do think the glases add to the 60s/90s look though. I'm sure you can guess its from a thrift store fill-a-bag. It's enormous but has ties to pull it in at the back - when I first bought it and washed it it was hanging up drying in the flat and my housemates were very puzzled by this huge, seemingly square tie-dye table cloth type thing! I thought I might cut it off to t-shirt or min-dress length but then you lose some of the fantasic pattern, so I wear it with black high heeled leaher sandals so its more flattering. I vow to get better pictures than these as they don't do it justice. It looks rad with my black leather biker jacket, or my hair up in a bun with dangly earrings. 

jumpsuit jack flash

For Elle's birthday she had a sixites themed party and night out - a great excuse to crack out the underlash extensions I've had for years and never used. 

I wore a fantastic black and white jumpsuit from an East End fill-a-bag. I love it so so much, and it was less than £2. Also had the opportunity to crack out an old favourite charity shop handbag, I think it was from one in Golder's Green. Or maybe Pimlico. I forget. Anyway, I photographed it the next morning because I remembered that despite having it for years it has never appeared on this blog.

Tex-mexi dress

Howdy partners!

For my sister's birthday she had a mexican fiesta. There were lethal tequila drinks, incredible edibles and a pinata (my contribution). As I love a theme dress, I finally had an opportunity to wear my cowboy-style denim shirt dress (from an East End thrift store fill-a-bag). I teamed it with the new belt I got for my birthday which was very tex-mex- cowboy buckle but made of a colourful striped material remniscient of a poncho (from Beyond Retro). I finished the outfit off with my tatty devine day of the dead necklace and silver snakeskin high heels (good old M&S), as I felt the dress needed sophisitcated shoes to contend with its voluminosity. The close-up is from a little fun shoot my friend Elle and I did in October, hence the difference in hair colour. 

tie dye for

I got this tie dye scarf from one of the East End Thrift Store's 'throw loads in a bag for £10/£20' events. I think they had their last ever one a couple of weeks ago, which is probably a good thing because I come away with a load of random shit. This scarf was quite a good grab though. I love the colours, its very 'Lords of Dogtown', and quite '90s too, which is all good with me. Despite the fact that on this night I wore it with a crop top and formal joggers. I stole these pictures from Elle because I forgot my camera - I left the house holding my shoes and with all of the labels still attached to my clothes, my mum cut them out for me at the bus stop with a smuggled pair of scissors - so I wasn't very prepared. In hindsight I don't know how I feel about me in a crop top but as I said, I've cut the labels off now...

slags night out

It was my twenty-faux birthday night out on Saturday, GOOD TIMES. Key members of team slag/girls gone wild were sadly missed but I love my ladies that did make it. I wore (because thats all slags really care about, after penises) a charity shopped pink and white leopard print vest, charity shopped belt and a white leather skirt I have hacked off from the East End Thrift store on 'have a beer, try not to spill it on all the mountains of clothes, and shove as much as you can in a bag for a tenner' night. Its probably got a sexier name than that really, but thats the jist. Obvs in an outfit that trashy 80s and white, one had to top up the tan and the tran. I wonder what these clothes got up to before they were mine. I also cheekily asked for my birthday present from Elle and her Little Wing range early so that I could complete my all-white-on-the-night outfit. THANKS BABE. I guess the jurys out on whether it was a bit too much tack, but its nice to try something new. Please note Georgie's Rubix cube bag, I have got to hand it to the girl, she is probably the only person I know who can get away with a novelty bag.

It made my night that Nomie Mac stayed out and came dancing

My lovely Dia de los muertos 'Lucy' earring on the left. I love it so much. On the right, my tailor made Little Wing earring