Are fashion/style bloggers the most conscientious, deliberate dressers there are, ever?
- Do we all leave the house every day in perfectly selected layers, colours, patterns or in pretty Chloe shoes?
- Is our makeup always immaculate and our hair perfectly 'done'?
- Are we always found wondering around lovely fields looking dashingly dishevelled?
The answer is a resounding no.
Queen Marie and I are, quite possibly, the lone bloggers out there who very often go out looking like a dog's dinner and really couldn't give a rats arse!
It occurred to me, with much humour, how much like a bag lady I looked as I went out yesterday. I merely got dressed because I had to, so I did as little as humanly possible to make that happen, and to keep warm since it was quite cold.
I've layered, oh yes, but not in that oh-nothing-matches-but-really-it-does kind of way. I layered with what was quite literally lying on my bedroom floor. Call me gross, but that's just how I roll (out of bed).
I was wearing my most treasured Iron Maiden Powerslave t-shirt from Archangel R I'd slept in the night before (this is a shockingly frequent occurrance btw - sorry Archangel), I pulled on some jeans I found lying at the foot of my bed, the plaid shirt that hasn't seen a wash in an embarrassingly long time, some black socks, my slouching around the house camouflage hoodie because it was cold. I then added my vintage fur hat, blue suede wedges and my hairy coat which literally fell off the coat hook so I decided to wear that. I grabbed my 7Chi bag and MP3 player with my newly superglued back together Audio Chi headphones.
In short, I looked like some kinda crusty who's only just realised the party's over.
Let's break it down:
All the layers. I may or may not have raided a bin beforehand. I suspect if I had sat outside Sauchiehall Street for long enough someone might had given me 10p for a cup of tea.
Take off the hairy coat and we have the lovely camouflage fleece. Military is so fashionable right now you know.
Strip off that and we the ubiquitous plaid shirt. Grunge is alive and well on my bedroom floor.
Under that we have the crumpled, slept in, but highly treasured, Iron Maiden tee
We put it all back together and voila! Bag Lady is back!
Just as well I am unlikely to be snapped by the bloke from Jak & Jil or Facehunter - infact, I think their anti-fashion radar would fly off the chart.
Queen Michelle
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