Wedding season is well and truly in full swing. I've had three to think about and those are just the ones that I can definitely attend. Whilst the "what to buy for a wedding gift?" part is generally made easier by the request of "just your attendance is enough", or money, looking the part, feeling comfortable, unpredictable weather and of course not getting side eyed at the wedding by all for wearing WHITE or something equally inappropriate, is not.
So of course for the first wedding of this summer I browsed through my wardrobe thinking of the keys pieces I had, forgetting I had some dresses with tags still on them and reminding myself why some things had never seen the light of day. I realised that a trip to the shops was probably on the cards.
Now I might love fashion, but I pretty much hate shopping. This is something I've taken too long to admit. Anyway, after two trips to Westfield and one to Selfridges and walking the length of Oxford Street, I started to think that my outfit was staring me in the face. At. Home.
I was glad I satisfied the little shopping demon inside of me, but also pleased I didn't waste any money. I went with the pale blue, silk Whistles number with the tag still on it in my wardrobe. I quickly realised my underwear was going to be a big problem mostly due to my ass and thick thighs (thank you mama, no seriously, thank God for my thighs) and a trip to M&S sorted me out. I have never been so pleased to see a nude half slip that boasted of static free and temperature regulation fibres (really?!?!). The slip sat perfectly under my dress keeping my baxside smooth and underwear a secret. I gave the climate control claims a run for it's money by raving to the UK Garage set like I was back in KOKO's. If the aim of it was to not move and ride up when you got sweaty, then it gets 10 points.
I went with the green heeled sandals because I wanted to add a pop of colour but also contrast with the blue and 'cos they were brand new in the box too. I'm sure mixing blue and green aint everyone's cuppa tea, but who cares.
Weddings are the perfect excuse for me to play with my hair and show off just how versatile it is. I hadn't blow dried my hair out for a good few years and it's always a gamble when you haven't tried a style out before if it will go well and what you've pictured in your head. But after 15-20 mins of blowing my Afro out, I applied some hair butter, made a small side parting and began to flat twist down the side of my head and round towards my ear. I did the same on the other side (this was a shorter distance due to the position of the side parting) I took ends of both twists and formed a sort of necklace at the back of my head and used hair grips to keep them in place, hiding the end of each one under the other.
My hair was so easy to do and stayed in all day with a good dose of hair lacquer as my mum used to call it (hairspray to most of us) by John Frieda. It was exactly the look I was going for. Well chuffed!
I felt wedding-y, I felt nice, and I felt like I had gone for a different look to usual, but it lacked something for me... bring on my Pat Butcher earring specials. These mirrored beauties added my little stamp to a simple, chic look and were in the sale in Topshop.
I've got two more weddings and hopefully less stress to go. Weddings are about the people getting married, but there is something about trying to look your best for them and their big day and let's be honest you don't wanna look like the mug in fancy dress in years to come when the pics come up on Facebook (or it's equivalent) either. Ha, ha, ha.
If you've got any secret shops or websites that I need to be checking out, please let me know! I've got speech duties at the next one.
Holla! Sanchia. x