Mostly i’m amazed with myself for continuing this weekly fashion installment and not a) crying over my weight b) not pissing my boyfriend AKA the photographer off and c) not venturing further than our rather messy back garden for the photos. Good one, Hannah.
This outfit’s a little more dressy than my usual off-duty numbers, but i’m pretty damn happy with the layering of my George dress and classic white shirt – it’s a look that could definitely be made more daytime friendly with the help of opaque tights and a pair of snazzy brogues. Ooh, maybe a glitter pair to make it a bit festive and fun and happy. Uh huh.
I would never normally wear a bit of faux fur so glamorously draped about my person like this, and it was fun, but probably not a look i’ll be demonstrating in Ipswich any time soon, because outside of London, I find myself feeling pretty darn unconfident in wearing anything a bit out there.
My Nan actually had a little fur stole like this. Except it was real fur and had an eyeless fox’s head casually hanging on one end of it. So there’s that everyone, there’s always that.
Anyway, I love the frill hem on the skirt of this dress but was worried that with my porky thighs, it would sort of oddly cling – actually it doesn’t, and it feels a nice flattering length for girls who carry an extra bit of junk (and bacon and cheesy chips) in the thigh area – heck, I was even confident enough to go bare leg without a sniff of fake tan. Can a girl get a high five around here?
I really struggle with shirts because i’m quite, erm, well-endowed in the the boob area. Sob. This GAP one is my current favourite, I actually bought it from the Woodbury Common shopping outlet in New York earlier this year, and it’s served me pretty well since.
Accessory-wise, the shoes were a much-loved gift from Stylistpick when I worked at LOOK, and they are still, to date, my favourite black heels for a night out. I love the metal toe cap and the shape, but mostly I love that I can actually walk more than 5 metres in them without bleeding feet, crying, or looking like someone trying to walk 5 minutes after squirting out an 11lbs baby, so yeah.
My belt it actually stolen from a distant relative. All I know is that it was strung through the loop holes of a pair of low-worn jeans, and I have to wear it (on the last hole) round my waist, which makes me several very hefty inches wider than my ancient distant relatives. Which is reassuring to any girl in her twenties, right?
My bag is also an old gift from the LOOK days, and it’s from Tula. Now i’d never heard of Tula before, well not really, but I just gave their website a proper peruse and there’s some pretty swift stuff on there. Lots of pretty, traditional handbags and cross body bags in leathers and suedes (oh right, and there’s leopard print too, obvs).
So here you go guys, this is my autumn fancy date night outfit. Now to make Chris take me out for some sort of swank meal involving scallops and red wine…
Dress – George at Asda, £10
Shirt – GAP, £29.95
Stole – Part of a very old ASOS coat
Belt – Stolen from family member
Shoes – Old StylistPick
Bag – Tula (similar styles here)
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