With Christmas well underway and gift shopping in full swing, I'm once again as confused as ever when it comes to making my loved ones happy. I'm not really the person to buy gifts. And it's not because I don't like giving. There's nothing that makes me happier than seeing the person across me excited as they rip that beautiful gift wrap that took me so long to do! I love the idea of giving but I'm more about the non-material gifts such as experiences and memories. A box under the Christmas tree is great but will you remember what was inside in two weeks? Not really. Unless the person giving it to you has really put some thought into it and made it a little more memorable.
Time is a funny concept. Do you ever ask yourself where has time gone or why is time flying so fast? And then there you are staring at your watch, counting down the hours, minutes and seconds left until your workday is finally over. We're always in a rush for summer to come, for the kids to grow up or to grow up ourselves. For Halloween to come and go so we can wait for Christmas and all the madness to be over soon.
The sports luxe trousers have been in and out of the spotlight over the past seasons and so far they never really found a way into my wardrobe. Until now. I spotted these on sale in Oasis and couldn't resist a try-on. I guess it was the soft pink stripe, or maybe the fact that I managed to go two sizes down with these that got me, but before I knew it I had already tapped my card. Is anyone else finding this contactless method of payment leading to twice as many purchases? Not to mention I have forgotten my PIN number long time ago.
Before I even asked myself the question "What is my style all about?" I had to overcome the main obstacle that was standing between me and the way I was dressing. Body confidence. And I think there's not many women out there who are entirely comfortable with the way they look. We're either too tall, too skinny, too round, too soft, arms too big, bum not big enough. Ask any woman and she will tell you all about it.
As another Fashion Month came to a close, I'm feeling a sense of relief. Not that I got too stressed about it in the first place. This was actually the first London Fashion Week I enjoyed. And it wasn't because I got invited to many shows. In fact, I didn't. In my case, you don't really get invited to shows.