Snug as a bug in a rug today… don’t you just love that saying? Maybe it’s because my mum and dad said it to me when I was wee but it makes me feel cosy just writing it! Ironically I actually am in a rug. All be it a belted rug cape but, in a bid to get more mileage from my ponchos, she’s been belted and fashioned into a jumper of sorts – just right for layering with my most snuggly, furry topper – the bargain Next beauty. Speaking of the furry, a blogger buddy of mine just got the same jacket so you have to check out how Lucy wore it too.
Well guys, it’s almost the weekend and it seems the inevitable has happened and I am growing up; not only am I extremely excited to be hosting games night (you know, like the ones in the movies where all your friends who don’t have kids yet either come round and you play board games and have a buffet and wine?), I have in fact even discovered a wine I almost enjoy. What can I say… games nights in are the new Saturday nights out? Who’s with me? Have a great weekend.x
When it feels like the depths of winter but you’re collecting sundresses and shorts… something’s not quite adding up. But with the dream holiday creeping ever closer, I have sunshine on my mind and this pretty little number from Finders Keepers (a clue to the holiday destination maybe) in my mitts and she’s too pretty to keep in the dark for long.
So summer dresses in winter – now we have ourselves a first world conundrum. Chunky knits and over knee boots solve the equation by covering all but a couple of inches of bare skin which is just about bearable on a bright day in October in Glasgow. These over knee boots – so many of you ask me about them and a quick search revealed that they have made their merry way on to The Outnet – hurrah – Sophia Webster at a bargain price! I never regretted buying mine for one single second…
Woah, where did the daylight go?! Woke up yesterday to discover we gained an hour which was obviously a bonus. That, and we were on time, if not even early, for our lunch date. Now that might not seem like something out of the ordinary but when your friends have actually deigned your constant tardiness with the label ‘Gilmour time’, well, you get the idea. It was unusual. But good. The downside? 5pm – pitch black.
Waging war on the dark with the light today in layered pale neutrals. Somehow all pale creams, beiges, fawns and pinks seem to blend so well together and I like the contrast of wearing lights in the cold. Just add a little punch to ground it all – boots and lips for me.
One more thing about daylight savings – it’s that time of year for MrK to start wearing a light on his collar and seeing him running around the park looking like a disco ball always makes me smile.
Aaaand… Christmas is coming. Yep, I did it, I totally just said the C word. In October.
I keep gravitating back to this one for errands and dog walks because it’s just too easy. And easy is good. Especially when you get to Friday (we made it!). The breton tee hardly needs and introduction; staple. The leather legs I cuffed up inside a couple inches to share a little bit of ankle – I always think a flash of ankle is best with flats. And I fully plan on single-handedly keeping the sneaker trend going forever – I have a dog, ‘nuff said. But, the main event, the poncho, she’s a good one – goes with everything – or at least 5 things – check out how I styled it up for Asos here.
How gorgeous is Kelvingrove Park looking these days? I’m dreading a windy day blowing all these colours away…
Sparkles, stripes, rips and all – sometimes more is more and you can literally just pull it all together with a skinny waist belt. This is the striped coat that just keeps on giving – love that the jersey is flexible enough I can fold the lapels back to belt it up like this to show the whole look… and it’s half price (shame I didn’t buy it on sale but I’d say I’ve had my money’s worth).
Can I talk about my sheep too? Easiest DIY ever – think I’ll be making another this year…
In other news, I took the furry one for a run yesterday (dog not sheep). He’s always been so slow. Really painful. Like ‘Look at the mean girl dragging that old dog out running’ toenails dragging on the pavement kind of slow. Until I discovered his Achilles Heel – a tennis ball. We set out with the ball then we stash it real near the start of the run. Well, let me tell you, I could barely keep up with this kid on the way back he wanted that ball so bad. Result. Maybe it’s too little too late for our holiday in less than 4 weeks time (eep!) but it’s a start. Anyone got a juice detox they wanna throw my way?