Archives for posts with tag: Vagabond

 

Greetings Dudes,
This Christmas was far better than I had previously forecasted. So was my New Years. My Birthday also beat the odds I had set against it. That will explain this recent absence; I have been positively drunk, happy, exhausted and distracted.

There are some God-awful images that can serve as evidence to prove this miracle. Some far too explicit to post. I would also like to thank and simultaneously blame Beyonce (for the awful combination of all four excuses) for my absence. Just saying. #Drunkinloveallmonth
I even flew to Morocco for my Birthday for a short stint in the sun. Yes I did have a few moments on the beach too, no graining on any wood though. I was on my best behaviour. I will sum up that trip in a few short words: Sun. Sea. Sand. Shisha. Tagine. Haggling. Camel. Chaffing. Bruised. Thighs. Colour. Tan. Tea. Herbs. Spices. Massages. Sauna. Dehydration. Hilarious. Argan Oil. Random. New. Friends. Beyonce. Bikini. Body. Perves. Sexual Harassment.
My previous post saw me creating a Wishlist; I can honestly admit that I had no faith in my nearest and dearest fulfilling such a list – I am a person who goes out forthright and gets what I want, as I rarely receive what I want or what I expect. Not that I get lame gifts – just ‘different’ gifts. Or gifts I am yet to find a use for. Thanks Mum. Without sounding ungrateful of course… So that Wishlist wasn’t a Wishlist after all… Merely a slightly boastful post about all the shit I actually did intend to buy for myself in order of priority.
I also like to get things whilst they are hot – and available in my size! So, whilst being told by such dearest, NOT to purchase anything from my Wishlist until after my birthday – I bloody well missed out on that ASOS Mesh Maxi Dress. Pissed. However – you win some, you lose some. I managed to lose 2KG in weight, gain a new Mr Right and receive all but two of the things off of that list.

Plus my eBay game was indeed on fire and gained myself an off-tha-chain Vintage Leather Borg Flight Jacket. Which I have casually thrown together with just about EVERYTHING, EVERYWHERE. ALL THE DAMN TIME.

So here we are:

Mom Jeans 1
Mom Jeans 2
Mom Jeans 5
Mom Jeans 4

  • Jacket, Vintage
  • Jeans, River Island
  • Mesh Top, Silence & Noise
  • Bra, H&M
  • Back Pack, Topshop
  • Boots, Vagabond
  • Earrings, Accessorize
  • Necklace, (Gift, need to enquire source!)

My mother has never been very fashionable, and I would never have wanted to inherit her jeans. Or any other garments for that matter. Albeit, if I did take on my mothers jeans that she could no longer get into, it would have saved me waiting for the Mom Jeans craze to hit the High Street and, in tandem, saved my sister a pretty penny too. River Island Mom Jeans: Let me just take a moment to grieve for my thighs. *sighs*

They incurred a serious level of affliction when I first tried on the original Christmas Gift. In a size 8. Just what was my darling sister thinking? Bless her, I will take it as a compliment – or perhaps an indication that she desires me to further lose weight. My Lord, they did not even go past my knees! So the jeans were kindly exchanged for a size 12 and here I am, snug as a bug in them. They are a little low in the crouch than I would like, but a super-thick denim, so call it air-con… And just who do I think I am wearing double-mesh? Move over double-denim; over it. Some may think that I think I am too cool, wearing a mesh top and cheekily pairing it with a mesh bag too. Pffft. Others will perhaps just think I am a little bit ‘slutty’ and that I have no absolute care for the security of my personal possessions. I guess breasts do serve as a personal possession, so I guess that assumption would be fair.

Speaking of breasts…. Oh-my-life how uncomfortable that bra is! H&M, great on style, but on this one not on quality; the ‘bone’ of the Pin-up Style bra, has dug into and marked up my back … and probably repositioned my ribs. It now looks like I have been auditioning for 12 Years a Slave. Awesome and moving movie by the way. I will now be purchasing the stupidly-priced Victoria’s Secret version of that bra. The one I originally wanted but couldn’t afford and therefore went to H&M for refuge of my pride.

 

That’s all for now, but I will be reviewing other gifts, including the Tom Ford Lipstick!

Can I get a whoop?

 

La Minx

x

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Advertisements

Hey Boos’

I am a firm believer in the saying; “Do it once, do it right”. I tend to like to apply this quote just about anywhere to just about anything. Hair, make-up, a task at work (albeit that somehow doing tasks a multitude of times to suit multiple opinions seems to be the option chosen by all but me) relationships and buying clothing, gifts and accessories. You see, it is all to easy to fail, especially if you act in haste.

‘Fail to prepare and prepare to fail”.Unknown

My friends know I am the last in and last out. Punctuality is not my middle name. I habitually wait until the last possible minute for anything. However, I seem to have the last laugh because I avoid awkward moments such as: Arriving to a party first out of every invitee and waiting, trying not to look like a loner, trying not to spend all the nights petty cash on ‘waiting time drinks’, trying to avoid that creepy-seedy-looking guy at the bar waiting for you whilst you’re waiting for them. In fact, my time-keeping may be shit, but I never waste time; I have a nose for arriving just when its hot, or buying things at the best possible moment. Black-Friday is my middle name. Also, I do things once. Get things done. Do shit right… right at the last moment but right. So whilst all y’all early birds have too much time for error. I leave no room for it. It is a skill I shall so audaciously declare.

Yes I am that irritating Ebay Bidder that ‘oh-so-happens’ to get in there when there is 4sec to go on the clock. Thats right you silly early bidders whom wrench the price up with your all-too-eager premature ejaculatory selves! One lucky lastminute.com-find I managed to bag was indeed this awesome Leather Borg number. Yes I have posted about it before, but I thought I would brag post about it and another last min find; RiRi’s Talk That Talk Lipstick for Mac. I managed on the day, as I do, to casually rock into Harvey Nic’s London while there were just two left. I bought both. It was 9.32am on the launch day. *Two steps like a boss*.

Haters gone hate right?

WALK1

WALK2

WALK3

WALK4

Vagabond

But sometimes I am just plain old fast-assed. I decided, when there was far too much excess month at the end of my paycheck, that I would be quick footed and buy a ‘DUPE’ version of the Vagabond Boot. The Libby Heeled Lace-Up in OFFICE carried a weighty price-tag of £100. Despite knowing that an OFFICE-in-house-resident friend of mine would score me a discount – if I waited until the following month. I was eager-beager and wandered into Topshop, carelessly stumbled across their Astrix Platform Lace-up Boot and somehow, they ended up leaving the store with me for a snippit of the price of the Vagabond’s.

Astrix Topshop

Topshop’s Astrix Lace-up Boot

Vagabonds

Office’s Vagabond Libby Lace-up Boot

… And after a few weeks of wearing the poorly-crafted-clonks, they ended up leaving me with a snippit of my baby toes intact. I HAVE NEVER HAD A CORN IN MY LIFE! *whimpers*

These boots and the dodgy inside seams, narrow fit and rough faux-leather upper, left my toes hanging onto my feet for dear life! Lordy!

So onto Ebay they went as quickly as I got them in the first place, and onto OFFICE I ventured, in tandem with my bestie-stroke-footwear-hookup …and into my bag went the Vagabonds. At long last.

And this my friends, is why I am not fast-assed.

Buy once, buy right. – Modedelaminx

Thats my quote for life.

La Minx

x

ShuGar Love

A blog about the Heart & all there is to Love.

Alina's Scentsy Scents

scentsy scents, an honest opinion about fragrances

Rainey on a Sunny day

Live like it's heaven on earth!

The Evolution of Eloquence

Improving the English language one letter at a time

Espen Stenersrød- From Pen To Heart

Jack Kerouac with a scent of Henry Vaughn

AlleyHope

UK Beauty, Books & Lifestyle Blog

Vamp It Up Manchester

The urban lifestyle blog for cruelty free beauty, edgy style and veggie reviews

Achromania

achromania is new fashion line collection,launching in May 2013

What Kate Did

A London Lifestyle, Food and Beauty Blog

TurtleAndRobot.com

Children's Book Reviews

Landre Photography

www.landrephoto.com

ooobop

Another Fashion & Beauty Blog...

real ultimate waffe (.net)

FACT: mdawaffes are mammals

%d bloggers like this: