Shearling and Shadows

Saturday, 31 October 2015

I've always had a tendency to be drawn to the darker sides of life, to the shadows. I'm good at hiding behind a big, bright smile; a useful mask to hide my real feelings. The older I get the more I've realised that the darkness inside of me is just as important as the light, that acknowledging and embracing my sadness and and melancholy doesn't detract from my rainbow fairy-ness!

This shearling however, this brought me smiles and serendipity! Back at my fave car boot sale, I knew there was a regular guy selling shearlings and furs and had said I would buy only if I could find the perfect one at the perfect price. We found the stall and the owner recognised me (as I go back so often). I tried on this coat and it looked great but they were asking for more than my friend had paid when she had bought I stuck to my guns and left it there. The guy chased after me and said that actually, sometimes it's about matching the right item to the right person and that this coat was made for he was willing to drop the price for me. And so the shearling was mine, all mine!

Chicken Cottage

Tuesday, 27 October 2015

I tried to get my sister to buy this Chicken Cottage t-shirt we found at a car boot sale for herself, but she bought it for me instead! £2 faux designer, toungue in cheek fabulousness! Thrifting at car boot sales and charity shops turns up the best and most unique items you can find. I won't be seeing anyone else wearing this anytime soon, I'm sure.

I wore it to Chicken Cottage of course...I don't even eat chicken, so I had a veggie wrap.

Oh, and I'm showcasing my new, shorter hair here...finally chopped off a whole bunch of totally destroyed and damaged hair and went for a shoulder grazing 'lob'...I'm loving it so far!

Regular Rollneck

Monday, 12 October 2015


Mustard Rollneck: Primark (similar here)
Khaki satin joggers: Blogger event
Nike Roshe Runs

I remember not wearing rollnecks aka polo necks for years because fashion magazines said to avoid them if you have bigger boobs and I had a good sized pair back then (*cries* where have they gone???)
Now, I wear them all the time as they are so easily dressed up or down and are seasonally spot on, especially in this mustard colour, and actually they make your boobs look great and draw attention to a small waist. Win!

My sister took these photos which explains all the laughing shots and also the one below...despite an 11 year age difference we are very close and I definitely act like a kid around her. Ah she keeps me young!

Eat: Dishoom

Friday, 2 October 2015

I finally got to go and try the Dishoom breakfast and catch up with two of my besties, Lou and Nat in the process. Finally!
I've seen it on so many Instagram pages and blogs and had tried to go for dinner (which was vetoed by a friend on a juice diet...yeah) so to actually make it over to the recently re-opened Covent Garden branch was an achievement in itself. Louise got there early and was shown to a table in 10 minutes which was also a result, as by the time we left there was quite the queue outside.

Cups of warm chai tea and watermelon juices were slurped before our food arrived and we basically all tucked in, sharing it between ourselves.

We ordered the Bombay omelette which has chopped tomato, onion and green chilli inside and is served iwth fire toast and grilled tomato, the bacon naan roll, Akuri, which is spicy scrambled egg served with pau pau buns and teh house granola with Kerala-vanilla yoghurt.

The omelette was nice but pretty standard and the fire toast just tasted like burnt toast...wasn't too impressed with this one but the spicy Akuri eggs were delicious and different and the pillowy soft with just the right amount of crunch pau pau buns were delicious.

Granola was gorgeous! The vanilla yoghurt was heavenly and the fruit was light and fresh. A real winner.

Peppermint tea and polished off plates.

Unfortunately we were sat downstairs so didn't get all the lovely Autumn sunlight and the decor is quite dark and grand, but the framed portraits and old Indian advertising is so charming, as were the display cabinets in each toilet of old Indian medicines.

A fine message that you will definitely be thinking after all that nice food. Dinner has to be had next!