A t-bar and a bow...and I digress

Like a bow tie bow. Not a bow. Like bending over. I'm not bending over. Little Scribbler don't bend over for no-one. Nuh-uh. That said, I am doing something distinctly weird in this picture...

Dress: Tesco, Shoes & Belt: New Look, Shirt: H&M

Kind of like I'm coming atcha head first. I don't know why. As far as I can tell you haven't done anything to offend me. On a side note, does anyone have any great, time free, suggestions for in between length hair? Mine is driving me batty right now and basically always looks like the above as I never have enough time to blow dry it so it always end up in a pancakey quifflet.

Back to the weird pose. I can only fathom that I decided I should do some fancy ass foot placement in order to showcase my lovely shoes. The shoes of the aforementioned bow. Bows are usually always cute in my book and these ones win extra awesome points for being shiny patent and trimmed with glitter. So far, so good. I'm also a big t-bar fan. The right t-bar that is - they can be pieces of nastiness fresh outta frump land when done wrong. However, the chunky high heel, peep toe, deep red colour and bow on these stop that. They're just so 'Come Dancing' and I fancy myself spinning around some swishy ballroom with a hottie and everyone knows that your chances of doing that increase hugely when you have t-bars. I like to think I'd be doing a fiery paso doble in these. Ole!

The shoes landed in my cabinet (yes, they're housed in the cabinet, not just the shoe closet) fresh outta New Look. I saw them in Look magazine while I was at a friend's place, went into New Look the next morning and there they were sitting in front of me! That NEVER happens to me. I see lush stuff in magazines and it never appears in shops. In fact, I've been emailing and tweeting Topshop recently as I'm lusting after a pair of boots that haven't appeared on their site yet.They haven't bothered their too-cool-for-school butts to reply to me. So I'll talk with my money and not spend it there. I'm increasingly intolerant of bad service in my old age...

Anyhoo, I've digressed again! The same day that I got these shoes, I got a pair in Primark that I saw in the same magazine. Gawd love Glasgow shops. I'll treat you to them soon too cos they're pure amazers...

Time for me to head off to my pal's hen do now! Yup, it's nearly gin o'clock.

Baby Bet rides again!

Yee-haw! So today I was going for this season's Prada meets classic Chanel, topped with wild beast for my look. All monochromatic and tweed and fairly chic and understated for me. However, fate had other ideas...imagine, if you will, this lovely dress:

 

 

With these absolutely delicious shoes (guess who figured out how to use 'collage' on Picasa today?! Me-eee!):

 

 

What a delightful look it would make. However, Primark's quality being questionable as it sometimes is, the dress has a dodgy zip. I really shouldn't have bought it (it's a size too big and has a dodgy zip) but I LOVE it and couldn't help myself. The zip wouldn't fasten when I tried it on but, a wee dab of carmex and some determination and up and down it was going. I decided if I could fasten and unfasten it when I got to the till, I would buy it. And charlatan that it is, it zipped up and down nicely.

NOT SO THIS MORNING!

So there I am, feeling smug in my sure-to-look-chic-ness bubble, on the dress goes and up the zip goes. NO IT DOESN'T. THE BUGGER JAMS AGAIN. And I'm hopping about the bedroom trying to get it up (ooh-er) and I have Mr Scribbler trying to get away for his shower, hoiking at the thing but it will not budge. Bastard. Mr Scribbler goes off for his shower and I try the trusty lip balm on the zip again but nothing. This thing is froze like ICE. It's as stiff as Wayne Rooney in an old lady brothel (apologies to the Rooneys. That's my second bad joke at their expense in as many weeks. If you will make it so easy though...). By this time, I'm getting grumpy, as well as getting a not very sexy sweat on so I decide to take it off. You better believe I was stuck! Worse than when I super glued my finger and thumb together. What a foo'! I had to retrieve Mr Scribbler from the shower to recommence hoiking, but this time the hoiking of the dress up over my head. Hot-diggity damn! I put on a clean dress and promptly pour tea down the front and, on account of all the dress antics, I have time for neither hair, nor make up and go to work looking like a tramp. 

 

The whole thing makes me chuckle now though. Plus, tramp or no tramp, tea or no tea, I got my enormous leopard hairy coat back from the dry cleaner yesterday so, ultimately, I did look a bit Bhetto (see what I did there? Like Bet Lynch? Though when you have to explain your 'joke' for fear of it not being understood it isn't normally a good thing) Fabulous. Another good thing is that I got my hair cut after work which is why it looks so freakin' good.

 

 

Coat - eBay

Dress - I made it. Yes I did - with my own fair hands.

Shoes - Topshop

Necklace - Accessorize

 

Look! Super smashing Swell hair! (I can't get these pictures to align themselves in a nicer fashion I'm afraid. You get the gist though, I'm sure - you're all very beautiful and intelligent). And tired make up free face.

 

 

Anyway, on to the shoes. Pair # 30 (wow! I just realised I now officially have more followers than the number of shoes I've worn. This excites me like a puppy who's just found his tail. Thank you for reading/following my blog. I appreciate it massively). These shoes, as above, are from Topshop and, following the dress dramatics, I was darned if I wasn't still wearing them as planned! They are gorgeous cream leather with black patent toe cap, heel, strap and platform. They're lined in tan leather and they're just stupendous. They're one of the most classic looking things I own and I've worn them loads since splashing out (by my standards) on them. I literally stalked my local Topshop stores trying to find them, as well as calling branches across the land (their stock organisation is HORRIBLE and they cannot tell you where stock might be, even if you're able to travel to the store. It's beyond annoying when you develop an unhealthy obsession) to try to locate them. Having been told they'd never have my size were out of stock etc etc, I popped on site one day to find they'd had an unexpected re-stock! Get a better system Topshop, you retail behemoth!

 

 

Time to go wash off my banana and oat facemask...

Evening people. How are we all? Good, I hope! Me? Ok. Had a good weekend but am suffering from complete and utter pizza face right now. I look like a teenage boy who discovered beer, chocolate, girls and that special feeling all in one weekend. It's face-splosion and I am NOT loving it. Here's the thing, I figure if you're old enough to be showing early evidence of wrinkles, legally, you should not be allowed to get spots anymore. It's only fair, right? It's too much face harshness. So, while I watch x-factor results later, I'm gonna bang on a 'Blemish Mud' face mask and hope for the best...

And onto the shoes. Pair #27 are from New Look and were around £7 in the sale - bargain!

There they are. They've fallen over. Or been 'artfully' arranged on my hall floor. The reason ALL my pictures are in the hall is because there's a handy nail in our toilet door with a 'toilet' sign and the camera hangs off it at a good height. Mr Scribbler ain't so good for taking the pics (he's well good at other stuff though so don't feel bad for us/me) so I just do my own. Plus, if I'm completely honest, I feel like a prick posing so in many ways it's preferable to do it myself. Anyway, here's a shot that's not great in colour but shows off the heel nicely:

 

 

I like the reasonably chunky heel on these shoes. I also like the concealed platform. I love the Barbie pink patentness of them and the pretty ruffle come t bar up the front. I do enjoy a good ruffle. In conclusion, these shoes are good and were a complete bargain. However, the patent is poor quality and snags easily. Here's what I wore with them (this picture predates the facial pizza) :

Primark Cardi. Obvs.

Black Uniqlo leggings with pink hearts - aww!

Urban Outfitters dress

Primark tee

Primark necklace

Note how the ridiculous face I'm pulling clearly says (I feel like a prick doing this)

 

 

 Right, I'm off to watch Strictly. What? I like that and X Factor. Get over it. It's not like I watched Big Brother or anything. Seriously, I didn't. (BTE see below right for snag in crappy patent)

 

Life in plastic, it's fantastic!

Today's (ok Friday's) shoes are right off the feet of Barbie. Not literally - Barbie's shoes would never fit my size 7s - it's more that I think she'd be happy trotting about in a pair, trying not to be overbalanced my her giheusterous (it's a word - see earlier Blog on my feelings about folk questioning my questionable words) boobs. Why? Simple: they're pink, patent, high and shiny, shiny, shiny!

These shoes are girly tack personified (shoesonified?). I enjoy embracing my tacky side from time to time and these shoes help me do just that. But here's the thing about tacky - it's a fine line between kitsch tack and just looking like a slut or, well, a Barbie doll. So here's how I dolled up my tacky shoes to keep 'em lower key...

Lordy, that egg on my foot (above pic) really is an egg where I kicked my desk earlier that day in an attempt to show my colleague that, being dressed in a denim shirt and leggings, I clearly hadn't moved on sartorially since I was 14. Or maybe I've come full circle. Anyway, the leg kick to show leggings resulted in an almighty whack.

Things I love about these shoes:
The slightly squared off toe
The concealed platform
The kinda naff stiletto heel
The high shine pink patent
That they're a wee bit like a coupla seasons back Stella McCartney
They're old season schuh

Sorry! Did I nearly have your eye out there with my usually modest bosoms?!

Belt: New Look (to pull it all together)
Skirt, (awesome animal forest scene) t-shirt and denim shirt: H&M (yes, the t-shirt may be considered to be 'busy' with the skirt but I love it)
Leggings: Uniqlo
Necklaces: Urban Outfitters and DIY (it's hard to see but the UO necklace is a pretty little bejewelled deer)