The working week is generally reserved for pencil skirts, floaty shell tops and heels so high that I have to carry a backup pair of flats in my handbag (#reallife). But the weekends? The weekends are for fuss free shorts and oversized shirts which feel like (and almost resemble) a pair of cosy pajamas. Shoes and make-up are optional, of course.
The dust has barely had a chance to settle since I welcomed the Celine cabas tote into my wardrobe last month, but I’ve already begun eying up my next bag purchase. Small, medium, or large in blush with a spotted leopard calfhair flap, the Chloe ‘Drew’ bag has set my heart aflutter. As luck would have it, it’s sold out online; typical, right? So while I patiently wait for the restock, I think it’s time I start counting the coins in my piggy bank, quick-smart.
When it comes to lipstick, my approach is almost as relaxed as it is in the kitchen, if not more so. I probably wear lipstick about 10% of the time, which is why I decided I would give the Christian Dior ‘Dior Addict Lip Glow’ a shot. It’s the kind of lipstick which doesn’t bear thinking about. You slick it on and go. There’s no worrying if your lips look uneven (possibly my biggest concern on a lipstick-wearing day), no worrying if the colour suits you, and no need to really worry about touch-ups.
The product feels more like a lip balm than a lipstick, and truthfully, it probably is. It tints your lips slightly, the result of which is unique to each individual; it’s incredibly moisturing, yet gives the sheen of a lip gloss – minus the tackiness. It’s earned a permanent spot in my handbag, and because it is just so easy to use, I’ve been wearing it almost every day. And I mean e-v-e-r-y day.
Speaking of lipsticks, if you’d like to hear about my November beauty favourites (I know, I know, the month isn’t quite over yet…), I’ve posted a quick video over on my Youtube channel which you can view here.
The Little. Black. Dress. It really needs no introduction; it has a place on every list detailing the wardrobe basics you must have (and believe me, there are a lot).
This latest addition of mine has already proven to work double and triple duty, as its become my first choice for a lazy trip down to the beach, a casual drink out with friends, or layered over a shirt for work.
It’s times like these that I wish getting a back up wasn’t out of the question (or beyond my budget); and did I mention it also comes in blue…?
With my studies behind me, I’ve taken the opportunity to read for pleasure p-r-e-t-t-y seriously, working my way through collections of personal essays, Lena Dunham’s ‘Not that kind of girl’ and topics of a more serious nature like human trafficking and the misgivings of the humanitarian aid system as it currently stands.
But on those evenings where I feel like reading something a little light, and something a little about fashion, I’ve been turning to Grace. Coddington’s memoirs are an unabashedly a candid account of her loves, her life, and all its misgivings. But most of all, it’s about Vogue.
Having worked fleetingly within the fashion industry myself, Coddington’s account of her past – and continuing – experiences seem to inject it with a little magic that I was starting to feel had been lost (on me anyway). It doesn’t take you long to realize that it’s all smoke and mirrors (I mean, isn’t everything?), yet Coddington manages to romanticize the whole process, in such a way that it’s difficult not to get drawn in. And most importantly, it’s made me fall in love with Vogue all over again.