I find myself looking through magazines – currently Harper’s Bazaar, previously Vogue and exclaim from time to time – this model has style! But then I see, at the bottom of the page the name of the stylist…which does not mean that outside of the picture that I see the model doesn’t have style. It just means that I will take the stylist’s name, type it into Instagram and have a curious look at her/his Instagram.
Being surrounded by stylish people, I am pretty sure rubs off. Looking at pictures of outfits from when I was a teenager, I quite hope that good style rubs off and that it can be learned. I would be curious to ask a stylist this question.
Did you expect me to give you an answer for this question? Than I must disappoint you and throw the ball back by asking you – what do you think? Are we born with style or is it something that we can acquire along the way?
Not that is has much to do with style, but I have been binge watching a Vogue fashion series. It is with the International Editor-at-Large, Hamish Bowles who introduces us to his favourite places to buy vintage for his almost life-long collection in the making. Even though I used to, I am not one that has the patience to go thrifting any more, but now I started understanding the charm of it so I might venture into charity shops in the hopes of finding a lost Chanel blazer. Haha, sweet dreams! Did I say how the series are called? Vintage Bowles – if you are just slightly into fashion, I guarantee that you will enjoy it.
P.S. I’d be really curious to see what you think – are we really born with style?
How many of you have watched Gossip Girl just as much for the outfits as for the intrigue? I absolutely loved it! All the mean girls with their reinterpreted sexy uniforms, Serena with her more relaxed style and then Jenny who always found a solution…my shirt-dress outfit today reminds me of the series especially for the retro styling.
I remember doing marathons with my friends, staying in all day and watching the series. I liked Serena and Dan, another friend liked Blair and Chuck, we had really mixed opinions. What we did agree upon though is that we needed to go raiding the second hand shops / charity shops for interesting looking clothes, even retro looking sometimes that we could wear as if we were in Gossip girl.
Another more recent series where the fashion is absolutely amazing is Marvelous Mrs Maisel. I might be in a retro mood now, but honestly this is what inspires me the most at the moment: really feminine silhouettes, big earrings and hair accessories. My shirt-dress is not far from that either: looking at it, it makes me think of the kind of dresses Self Portrait used to do a few years ago with the many ruffles, but a bit more office appropriate with the shirt sleeves.
This might have been my favourite outfit of this year, but I am more curious of which is yours. This just gave me an idea…should I do a blog post about this year’s outfits that you liked the most on Instagram based on Impressions?
It’s been years and years since I wore dots for anything else than a show. I always thought they were too childlike for my serious self. Even Mom at some point said that at 13 I was acting like I was 30…well, that is not the case anymore. The older I get, I seem to grow a sense of humour and with it, I started appreciating amongst many other off the dot things, well…dots. Not the typical black, white or red ones, now I am into blue ones or white on a blue background.
I came across a few pieces of clothing from various brands that are creating such fun things with dots. Just think of a deep V shirt with slightly puff sleeves in blue like a Siamese cat’s eyes and cute white dots. Or an asymmetrical sating white skirt with bigger blue dots that simply asks for a dance. Or even better, a jazzy dress with a dropped waist in a classic navy blue with tiny, tiny white dots…or were they yellow?
Aaah, I could continue, but we have only taken pictures of these three, but I promise to leave more options right under our pictures. Have I managed to make you curious about this micro trend? With me it was so funny that I have not realised the pattern until I posted all these pictures on Instagram and then I see – blue dots everywhere:)
I am sure you’ve spotted that pearls are everywhere lately! Handbags made out of pearls, shoes embellishments, dresses, shirts with pearl buttons and even more – pearls in our hairs. Hair accessories really had a come-back last year. I always loved pearls so this trend was right up my alley, but if you still think pearl accessories are too granny or reminiscent of your childhood, I have a few more options for grown-ups.
I am currently in Romania and so tempted to make this post all about the new born kitties I have at home. I am a huge cat lover and very few things make me more excited than being surrounded by them, but this was the first time I saw new-born cats…fresh out the oven. However, I will not make this post about the trip to Romania, but we’ll end this intermezzo and go back to hair accessories.
My absolute favourites are the pearl ones, but I do agree that they are more of a statement piece. Because I normally wear my glasses, I feel that I have too many elements going on if both my hair accessories are very visible and my earrings. So for me pearl pins are a compromise – I usually wear them with understated earrings, or I put my hair in a high bun, with a big pearl pin underneath it. My hair is quite short still for a high bun so that is more practical than it seems.
However, I do not discriminate a simple gold/ silver or even a rose gold hair pin. You can wear them alone for a classy but very practical look, or you can “stack” them for a statement one. In the pictures that we took, I wore them in a fan shape, to keep my hair out of my eyes…as if I needed 4 of them for how much hair I have. Another look that I love is to twist two section from the front of the hair back and pin them in an “X”.
Other accessories that I love and are quite versatile are scarves – all shapes, all sizes. There is nothing that makes your look more relaxed than a loosely tied scarf in your hair. So if you’re trying to grow your bangs or you simply want to spice up your outfit with some hair accessories, this is the right time to do it. We now have so many options for grown-ups also, not only the unicorn glittery ones for kids, but elegant pins, scarves, bands, you name it!
To tell you the truth, I took a few years break from wearing hair accessories, but quite recently my hair has suffered a chemical burn from my hair dye and I was left with shorter hair. I don’t mind having my hair loose, but something that I can’t stand is for it to go into my eyes and this is how I rediscovered my pearl pins which made me curious to find even more accessories that fit my style. Which hair accessories do you like best?
Why do I feel like I haven’t written an “Under £100” outfit post in ages? Well, it’s only been a few months, unless I woke up one night, wrote a post and went back to sleep…without my knowledge:D. It is no secret that I like affordable fashion and gladly, that’s what high-street retailers are all about. One that is on everybody’s lips when they have a spontaneous party/ event coming up is Zara. At least it’s on my mind every time I need to find an outfit really fast. While I have my doubts about their physical store (blog post – here), and you can read all about it here, their online store is more and more pleasantly surprising.
First thing I noticed when I did my first online order was the packaging. It’s a simple box, tightly closed, then a white tissue paper that protects all my lovely clothes and a simple sticker to keep the tissue in place. Minimal packaging is my favourite! It would be absurd to talk about saving the planet with minimal packaging when we are talking about one of the fastest fashion retailers, but at least this is a compromise.
If you are rolling your eyes reading this because you are an online Zara shopper with experience and are saying: “Hey, blondie! It’s been like this for years” I must say in my defence that I’ve been living under a rock and this is the first time I am buying Zara online. I always found it more overwhelming than the old-school style of going into the store and touching and trying things…and dodging obstacles. What I am saying is that I appreciate that the items of clothing are not individually packed in a plastic bag that you must dispose of…I am sure if you are renting in London, or I heard that New York is the same, your box of a flat makes you very selective of even your trash.
For some weird reason, I am back to my grown-up ballerina colours. All I have in mind lately are pastel and dusty pinks, nudes ranging from butter to caramel, even a light pastel blue. Spring might have woken up the ballerina in me. That is what this colour means to me, but to you it can simply be a dusty pink that an adult can wear without any problem. Even though it’s a knit top, it is definitely for the warmer months. It’s very light, pleasant on the skin, and lets your skin breath through.
In these pictures I wore it without a jacket, but it can easily go underneath a classic jacket which will make the entire look more office appropriate. To make this casual or as I like calling it, casual chic, ditch the heels for flats and if you must, ditch the trousers as well for a pair of jeans.
Lately, I have been very lucky with Zara trousers. I started experimenting with different designs, not just my trusty black jeans and I was surprised how many of the trousers I like and how many fit me. Does anybody remember when their trousers were really, really long? I am not tall, I am 1.70 m, but those ones seemed to be made for 1.80 m upwards.
These trousers have almost every element I like: they are high-waisted, slightly cropped to show the ankles, that beige/creme pink colour and a belt from the same fabric. I don’t know about you, but this kind of trousers inspire me: I can wear them with a T-shirt and sneakers for a casual look, a shirt for office, an embellished blouse for evening and the list could go on, they are this versatile!
The heels are just my usual metallic heels, but you can replace them with any nude heel you have or as I was tempting you earlier, with flats. Between us, flats would be my go-to. As much as heels elongate the legs and make me feel more confident, I feel flats are more who I really am…most of the time:P
Oki doki (if I’ve ever sent you a message you know I write this quite often) this is all I wanted to say to introduce you to my under £100 Zara outfit for the spring. I feel like something’s in the air so you might see more nude/ light colour schemes from me.
If you can’t hear Miranda Priestly’s voice in your head when you read this title, I don’t know if we can be friends. Hihi, just joking, but I would convince you to watch “Devil wears Prada” with me first. Pastels are already a cliche when it comes to spring, but after all the black and the rest of the stern colours that we wore during winter, we need to load up on pastel outfits, don’t we?…or maybe this is just my excuse to wear colours.
Also, if you are not yet a colour person but want to experiment with them a bit, pastels are the easiest to pull off. I promise colours can do wonders for your complexion. The right colours for you that is, because if I personally wear red without foundation, I look pinkier than a peony whereas a peachy pink makes me look awake…even when I’m sleeping (haha, not exaggerating at all)
First year that I started blogging, I was only two months into blogging when we reached a new year. I then wrote that I do not feel such a big difference between the 31 of December and the 1st of January, except that it takes me around a week to write the date correctly. For this reason, I am not really into New Year Resolutions, or at least, not during the most conventional time when people usually make these resolutions.
Spring on the other hand, always takes me by surprise. I feel like I am waking up from hibernation and am ready to change everything up. That is when I actually think of my New Year resolutions. This is when I have the extra energy to invest in thinking about changing things, making plans, improving what I am doing already. When the cherries blossom, my mind blossoms as well.
When I did my thinking through everything that I am doing, which I am still in the process of, I realised that my style has changed just slightly. I noticed that my tendency to pick really colourful outfits is slightly milder. After receiving so many compliments for the more neutral outfits that I wore lately, I realised that I am not loosing anything going down this road. At the most, I will be dressed more lady-like. The pastel outfits though are a simple compromise of the two sides of my outfit preferences: colour, but kind of neutral.
My trick to wearing pastel outfits is to combine them with more neutral colours, but light ones: white and beige being my go-tos. The outfit in the pictures below is the perfect example: a lacy white shirt with a pastel yellow satin skirt and for another pastel detail, a lilac belt. Pastel tops are even easier to wear with simple white jeans, beige trousers or if you dare, even another pastel colour skirt.
What are you saying, are you wearing pastels this spring?
P.S. pastels make me thing of ice-cream as well so…pastel kisses!
I don’t come from the cleanest country and probably every Romanian who is reading this post will nod in agreement. But what I’ve seen on the tube in London, I’ve never seen anywhere. Tired working bees are saving coffee time and are having it on their commute to work. Smart move, but I still like my coffee with peace and quiet, no sugar. Problem is, all those cups are left on the tube, as if once the coffee is consumed, the cup does not exist anymore…only that it does.
I will not say anything about newspapers. I was going to but then I remembered that one day a headline caught my eye – good journalism – and I “reused” one of the newspapers that lay abandoned at every hour of the day on the tube and read it. The newspapers are easy to tolerate, but I have a horror story also. Weekends! There is probably less staff at the end of the line to clean the tube, and for sure no staff for the night tube so if you have the pleasure to travel Saturday or Sunday morning – watch your step. I am always jealous at how good business must be for McDonald’s…no need to do any palm reading or Financial times, it’s all laid out on the floor.
Eating with an audience
Can we vote for eating on the tube to be illegal? I am probably very insensitive towards everybody who literally does not have the time to eat only while on the go, but seriously! Do you really feel comfortable eating with this much audience. Nothing wakes the sleepy-heads up quicker than crisp or the smell of food.
It takes me around an hour to get home from work, so by the time I am almost home, I am incredibly hungry. So beware if we meet, if you eat on the tube, I will stare! I am so hungry and you having your baby carrots in front of me just reminds me of how hungry I am. Am I the only weirdo who is against eating on the tube? Don’t even get me started on how far from hygienic that is.
Everything for the ride
Even thought the next tube to your destination is in maximum 5 minutes, you run for your life for the tube in front of you. Why do I say you? It’s me also! I am terribly guilty of this. There is one thing that is a big no no for me though – people trying to stop the tube door from closing with their hands or feet. This might be a reminiscence from when I was dancing and my body was my mean of expression, but I would not risk my limbs for the tube. London might turn us all crazy to value time more than a limb, but hey, this is just another one of the quirks that Londoners have.
Throwback to courtesans
Now this is something that I told Paul, laughing my eyes out. By the way, it happened on a Friday night also, when, as my friend says – on the tube/train there is “a blissful mix of ready-to-party, semi-drunk teenagers and completely fucked up wasted adults”. Andie wrote this about a Saturday night in Copenhagen…in London it happens on a Friday also.
Now back to my funny story. Friday night, the tube is quite full in the sense that all seats are taken, only a few people/ sardines at the ends of each carriage. After Camden Town…most unusual and entertaining things on the tube happen after Camden Towners join the rest of us. The main character is this man that looks surprisingly sober for a Friday night, but it’s the only person who comes down to the middle of the carriage. Right in front of me to be exact. Nothings unusual so far.
I was quietly listening to one of my Podcasts, hungry as usual, excited to get home as quickly and uneventfully as possible when I took a short – a very short glance at this man and started laughing inside. You don’t show emotions on the tube – that’s one of the few rules, this is where you practice your poker face…even if you don’t play poker. This man was not more than 1.55 tall, but the handrails on the tube are quite high. For some reason the vertical ones that you can grab from a comfortable level were not good enough for him, so he grabbed the horizontal, taller ones, with both hands, Jesus like swinging with the irregular tube movement.
This man has offered me an unforgettable view. Not in the most pleasant way, but I did laugh my posterior off the first moment I could. As he lifted his arms to hold the tall handrails, the naughty jacket that he was wearing has also gone up just to reveal 3 cm worth of the roundest part of his body. On top of that, his belt was tied on so tight that the two cheeks were squeezed together more than the corsets in Period movies used to squeeze women’s bosoms. I did catch a few people trying hard to look away. Did I mention that this happened right in front of me? I thought it would be inappropriate – to use “under my nose” in this instance.
This is only part two of my tube series, but I am pretty sure that soon enough, I will gather more funny things that inevitably happen. London seems to have plenty of those. What about you? What is one of the funniest things that you witnessed on the tube?
You know how I can never only write about the outfit alone, right? This heavily printed blouse made me think of a much deeper issue – the one of being noticed. Better said, when we want to be noticed a bit too eagerly, or when we’ll do anything not to be noticed.
I am mostly an introvert so growing up, I didn’t want to be noticed whatsoever. As a matter of fact, I would have done anything to fit in. I would have rounded the edges of a square peg just to fit it in a round hole. Problem was, I had different taste than the majority of my colleagues.
I will not say that it was a unique one, I have a mirror to tell me otherwise if I want to analyse the sum of choices that I made that I now call “taste”, but I noticed quite that what I liked, was not the most common choice.The wine I liked (I started with the most important – might have something to do with the fact that I am writing this in bed, with a glass of Villa Vinea – Gewurztraminer close-by). The books I liked or the fact that I do love reading books more than watching movies, made me different from my colleagues growing up.
But when it comes to clothes, I will have to ask my friends. I feel that especially as a teenager, I was caught up between a boiling creativity and wanting to fit in. Now I don’t want to fit in anymore, but it’s not my style to rebel out either. So this printed blouse is the beginning of me acknowledging what makes me different and assuming it.
Because I am a practical girl though, let me show you 3 ways to wear a heavily printed blouse.
Another one of the calmer months has past, that if we exclude Brexit of course. March was a bit of all – relaxing, productive at times, found us thinking of re-branding ourselves, changing up small things related to the blog and social media. Also, March is when we decided we’ll go back to Romania in May for a two weeks which gets me skyrocketed excited.
About the new neighbourhood
I have more observations about the new neighbourhood. The last one which was cleaner and not crowded at all did not inspire me as this big mess of a neighbourhood does. One thing that this one is not lacking is bet houses. Not that I’d be interested in them, but I have one on my way to the tube so I see it every day. Silly me, I thought it’s something that only men are interested in, but I was going to be proved wrong. Haven’t really noticed it until one morning, a lady around 65 was coming out of the betting house with a shopping trolley – not the metal one but the fabric one. Has she been lucky that day?
Another one of the beauties of this area is that there are a lot of houses. Nothing wrong so far, on the contrary. Small gardens with flowers, a magnolia tree here and there, a beauty…if you fail looking at your feet. Problem is, people are producing more trash than the council is picking up. Unfortunately, the proof of it stays at every corner of a street where trash bags stay proud like flowers.
Related to the trash problem, in March we have won ourselves a new tenant. A rat has helped itself to our eggs from the storeroom (which is on the balcony) and keeps on coming back for more. My city girl ass has no idea how to deal with it, I rely on Paul’s family completely. Would it be better if it was a fox? Probably not, it can eat even more eggs.
Especially towards the beginning of March, London has been so, so windy. And I don’t mean that if it’s raining you are thinking twice if you should open your umbrella – windy. (which I do) I am saying that it was so windy that I was thinking of going to the gym just to be able to walk to the tube station. It got better now.
What a blondie! I just realised that I can reserve books at my local library. I am so happy because all of my favourite authors were missing from the book shelves and I can not stand another love story. Ah, and I am only the 22nd in line for Michele Obama’s autobiography:)
This happened the weekend before Brexit deadline. I was going to work on Saturday and had no idea why the station was so crowded and the entire traffic redirected. Until I got to the “surface” and I started seeing the EU hats and all the banners. It was the #peoplesvote march. Did you ever feel that something you are living through will go into history books? This is what I feel about this Brexit mess. We’ll live and see…and march sometimes.
Ok, darlings, this was it for the month of March. I was glad to have another chill month before summer comes and time seems to rush just a bit more. See you Monday!