You’ll have to bear with me whilst I attempt to write this post because the only words circling round and round in my head right now are NAP NAP NAP NAP NAP.
Blame the baby or the fact one of the cats woke us up at 3am with the sound of her vomming up the extraordinary amount of biscuits she ate as a late night snack.
She is my idol.
Anyway yes, HELLO ME LOOKING LIKE THE ACTUAL SUN.
I had my eye on this blazer after seeing it crop up a few times on the ol’ Instagram timeline but was put off by the fact it was an entire £50. Which, let’s face it, is kinda steep for the average gal.
And then I realised it was out of stock in every size aside from a six and so naturally decided that I desperately needed it more than I need my daily dose of Galaxy Cookie Crumble.
Anyone else get that? The minute you realise the rest of the world wants something you’re like GIVE IT TO ME NOW LET ME SELL MY SOUL FOR YOU YOU ARE THE ONLY ONE FOR ME.
Or is that just this easily influenced badger over here?
So yeah, last week it came came back in stock and I decided to ignore the sensible side to Hannah who was shouting DON’T DO IT BABES, YELLOW ISN’T EVEN YOUR COLOUR and ordered it.
And I love it. Mostly because it scares me a little bit and I’m not easily terrified by clothes. It reminds me of something Ross Gellar would wear in the throwback episodes of Friends and that’s something I can absolutely get on board with.
It is a little more gold than I anticipated, and it looks best when worn with the most basic of boring outfits – jeans with white, grey or striped tops – which isn’t my usual style, but means it’s super easy to throw on which I’m sure I’ll appreciate in months to come.
I reckon it’ll also look pretty bladdy dashing next spring with a little white dress and sandals, so I’m hoping that £50 won’t feel quite so extreme when I’m wearing it nearly every day and blinding the poor souls of Ipswich.
Apologies in advance, neighbours.
Photos by Chloe Plumstead.