These three images are the answer to every woman's questions on winter dressing. While it's easy to focus on keeping frostbite at bay tailoring is imperative (although it does mean keeping your diet in check as all of your lumps and bumps will be on display). Tailored trousers with simple pointed pumps (Manolo Blahnik make my favourite) and a SLIGHTLY oversized slouchy knit in cosy jewel tones should be your uniform of choice.
Leather separates are imperative as is fabulous outerwear with wedged boots (I am currently amassing a rather ridiculous Isabel Marant collection). You may not need to break the bank on this either, Zara offers fabulous alternatives.
It's safe to say that right now my scales are not my best friend. I've certainly given myself to over indulge over the Christmas period and as I rarely drink the weight seems to be a result from mince pies, Moroccan tagine from my recent trip, buttery Christmas cookies and handful upon handful of sugar laden fudge.
It was fun while it lasted but it's certainly time to charge forward with my bikini body blitz. I find the best way to achieve goals is to set (achievable) targets. My first target is to go to the gym every single day for thirty days for a minimum of thirty minutes. This partnered with my second goal of no dairy, reducing sugar and the hardest of all, turning my back to my daily Starbucks ritual should have me back into fighting shape in no time.
I'll check back with you after week one to give you some results.
I can't get enough of suits. Printed, tailored, sequined, embroidered, mismatched, high-waisted, oversized, I just adore them. I've had a YSL black tuxedo on my dream shopping list ever since I was 16 (hopefully it won't be another ten years before I get one). Erin Wasson's printed goodness is another thing we should all be wearing when the weather permits us to wear anything but Ugg boots and our fathers moth-eaten sweaters (which surprisingly aren't what you should wear if you want any kind of male attention).
I did it, I finally went back to my (practically) natural hair colour. Sadly I never developed a wonderful face filled with freckles but that's nothing a little brown eyeliner can't help (try Teddy by Mac).
I love coloured fur coats, navy blue, forest green, blood red and even baby blue. If we Brits are forced to endure this Arctic weather then we may as well throw on some colour and enjoy accessorising frost bite.
I wanted to excuse the lack of posting. I have an excuse (well I have two excuses).
My wonderful boyfriend and I got engaged on New Year's Eve and we are currently moving so it's taken up a lot of time, energy and caused sleepless nights and numerous trips to the newsagents to buy copies of bridal magazines.
I promise that next week I'll be better, but until then here is a little wedding inspiration.
One (obviously) wouldn't expect a blog post from me on facial hair but I have to say I have become incredibly fond of beards (my fiancees especially). Provided they aren't straggly, patchy, dirty, smelly, filled with bread crumbs or covered in cappuccino foam I love them (and heavy tattoos).
With my birthday close approaching I find myself searching for a plethora of imaginary gifts I would reward myself with. High on my list is this fabulous Jerome Dreyfuss leopard print calf hair bag. It's simple in design, slouchy and easy going but the leopard makes it fun enough that I would want it hanging off my shoulder on my morning coffee runs.
Get yours here (or feel free to send one over on February 7th).