MARL.


I have never got the whole knitwear thing. Like I get that it's warm, and quite soft, and therefore probably quite pleasant to wear, but until I developed an obsession with finding the perfect knitted jumper that could pass off as a dress I just had 0 interest in it as it just never seemed to fit with my wardrobe.

Recently however, the image of the perfect grey, knitted jumper/dress/thing has been plaguing my dreams. I have scoured the internet for weeks looking for the perfect fit, and after many adding to my bag and then quickly deleting episodes I finally stumbled across this absolute beauty from H&M. The minute I unwrapped it from the packaging I knew that it was love, and holy hell it is the most comfortable thing I have ever worn EVER. It's all soft and snuggly and feels like being wrapped in a comfort blanket, so it stands to reason that it has become standard Sunday chill attire coupled with a pair of long socks and a triangle bra from Urban Outfitters. Sometimes I can be so hipster I make myself feel sick - all that's missing are the black framed glasses (lenses optional) and a love of pretentious literature (oh wait...)

// Jumper: H&M // Socks: Primark // Bra: Urban Outfitters //


10 UNFORTUNATE REALITIES OF LIFE IN YOUR TWENTIES



I'm all about the throwback photos on here at the moment, so have this absolute gem from NYE 2013 in which we all look absolutely delightful. I would however, be lost without this group of beautiful ladies.

So, without further ado, 10 unfortunate realities of life in your twenties:

1) When you realise that your life is nothing like F.R.I.E.N.D.S - you do not live in the same apartment building as your besties, you do not have an endless supply of hot guys appearing in your life and no matter how hard you try you can never get a seat at your favourite coffee shop.

2) Tinder is a thing.

3) You have legitimately had a conversation about whether or not donating your eggs is a morally acceptable way to boost your income.

4) You can afford to live in the city of your dreams but only if you're ok with sharing a room with six other people with questionable personal hygiene habits. Oh, and you have to pay £600 a month for this 'privilege'...

5) All of a sudden you're expected to understand things like council tax, VAT and interest rates.

6) Suddenly your Facebook newsfeed is filled with people you went to school with getting married or having babies, meanwhile you're sat in your onesie on a Saturday night with a bottle of wine and a tub of Ben & Jerry's for company wondering where it all went wrong.

7) Hangovers last for three days now. Three days. Yes, that includes Monday too, the bastard.

8) When you go shopping, you now have to question whether an outfit is 'too young' for you, and you die a little inside.

9) When you actually venture out at night, clubs are filled with children who look about 12. Then you realise with horror that 18 year old's nowadays were born in 1997.

10) Ending the month without a maxed out overdraft is actually an achievement to be celebrated.

SLOUCH

 If you were to ask me to sum up my personal style in one word I'd struggle. I think I'm at the stage now where I can't even call it style, I literally just live in the kind of clothes you normally wear on a Sunday afternoon for a Netflix binge. I've turned into the kind of person who goes out in public essentially wearing pyjamas and the incredible thing is that I think it might actually work!

I mean not only does it mean I am comfortable 100% of the time but due to the loose fit of 90% of my wardrobe I can get away with eating basically everything. Take the top I'm wearing in this post for example - it hides a multitude of sins! You'd never know that shortly after eating breakfast I consumed a large chocolate brownie and a white chocolate mocha from Starbucks #ALLTHECALORIES and yet still sashayed around town feeling like a billion dollars because no-one could see the food baby I hid under that top.

My favourite Trend Two joggers made a reappearance this weekend - I forgot how much I enjoyed wearing them. I actually think they're in competition with my Topshop ones now for most flattering fit, and I do really enjoy the kinda 3/4 length fit which actually (maybe) makes me look a bit tall. No? Just wishful thinking? *insert emoji sad face*

// Coat: NaaNaa* // Top: Topshop // Joggers: TrendTwo // Shoes: Nike //


UPHEAVAL.

I'm so tired right now that I'm not sure if I'm even writing words. Like is this even real?! *prods screen* I JUST CAN'T COPE WITH LIFE RIGHT NOW.

Anyway, histrionics aside, I feel as though we should address the elephant in the room so that everyone can go about the rest of their evening in a calm and sensible manner. Yes my hair has changed colour. Do you like it? Because I bloody do. I love it. I forgot how much I love being a dark haired maiden. It makes me feel all confident and sassy and 'I'M A STRONG, INDEPENDENT WOMAN WHO DON'T NEED NO MAN!' etc etc. I also feel sexy as hell, that needs to be said.

This outfit however, isn't even slightly sexy. It is in fact, the embodiment of comfort and casual-ness that I threw on at random on Saturday morning to go to the hairdressers in and didn't actually expect to work so well, however I spent the whole day with people telling me how stylish I looked so I decided it was worth an outfit shoot because well, the public don't lie *flicks hair*. I haven't worn these high-waisted Topshop leggings in the longest time - they were my absolute favourite go-to item in my wardrobe for so long but then I ran out of space and they got relegated to my drawers and I kinda forgot about them. I feel really bad about it now, I really missed them, I just hope they know how sorry I am. So I teamed them with my grey Topshop t-shirt, my Nikes and of course my NaaNaa jacket and basically left the house feeling 50 shades of grey. DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE?! (I think the tiredness has actually sent me west, I am SO sorry).

// Jacket: NaaNaa* // T-Shirt: Topshop // Leggings: Topshop // Trainers: Nike //

10 REASONS YOU KNOW YOU'RE STILL AN EMO AT HEART

A post with a difference for you this Sunday, but I thought I'd provide you with something a little more lighthearted and fun for a Sunday afternoon; especially one as grim as today. I don't know what the weather is like where you're from but up North it is what can only be described as Grim. Yes, it's that bad it deserves its own capital 'G'. Oh and before you ask, yes that is a photo of me singing. Yes I did used to be in a band. Now however, I sound like someone strangling a cat when I sing so if you value your eardrums I really wouldn't ask...

SO; 10 reasons you know you're still an emo at heart:

1) The secret collection of band t-shirts you keep under your bed rivals the stock of Hot Topic. You never wear them but you can't bring yourself to throw them out, just in case.

2)  There mere mention of MySpace leaves you misty eyed with nostalgia and you get the sudden urge to post a pc4pc bulletin and make friends with hot guys with fringes.

3) You know every word to 'Welcome to the Black Parade' and will still sing it with great pride and emotion even when you're sober.

4) You avoid revealing your iTunes library to new acquaintances because they would be embarrassed for you. 

5) The temptation to tease your hair to unnatural levels remains strong.

6) Mood: apathetic.

7) You're still drawn to everything black and studded. I mean DUH studs will always be the coolest.

8) You actually envy the small children you see running round town in hoodies and black skinny jeans, covered in eyeliner and fake piercings because you know they're going to have the BEST SUMMER EVER.

9) You still listen to a mixture of My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy and Dashboard Confessional when you're sad because 'they just get me y'know?!'

10) Black eyeliner will always make you feel like the fiercest motherfucker to ever walk the planet.

MICHELIN


Recently, I've been experimenting (ooer). That probably sounds a lot more interesting and adventurous than it actually is - I've basically been stepping a little out of my comfort zone and playing around with different silhouettes to compliment my new found love for everything textured.

When I bought this Jaded London crop, I wasn't actually aware that it would give me an upper torso to rival the Michelin man, but it does. And I'm surprisingly fine with that - I doubt I would have been had I actually tried it on when I bought it but Urban Outfitters was heaving and I just wanted to get out. So combined with my leather joggers which give me the most flattering lower half ever, I figured it would work. And it does. I present to you the 'Lucy does top heavy for the first time ever' look. In hindsight, I would rethink my choice of footwear - I love my Nikes as much as the next man (ooer again) but I feel like with this outfit a few extra inches (seriously, stop now) would have been a little more flattering. What do you guys think?

// Crop: Jaded London @ Urban Oufitters (similar)// Joggers: Topshop // Beanie: AKA Clothing // Shoes: Nike //


#CASUALSUNDAY

I'm actually quite proud of these photos. Not only did I manage to walk down the steps outside my house in the highest heels I have ever worn in my life, carrying my camera and tripod without falling over (+10 blogger points) but I also braved the road outside my house armed with my remote shutter, and proceeded to shoot for a full 15 minutes in front of neighbours galore without scurrying back inside again shamefacedly (+10 more blogger points).

Squinty eyes aside (IT WAS BRIGHT OK?!) Sunday afternoons for me, mean nothing but comfort. And chocolate, but mainly comfort. If I do have to leave the house however, there is a 99% chance that you will see my in an ensemble like the above. Ok, maybe minus the sky high heels but they really are just so unbelievably perfect that I needed to find an excuse to feature them on here. Slogan t-shirts, although very Year 8 non-uniform day, are still a favourite of mine and this little Topshop number I got for Christmas is no exception to the rule. Soft, chic and undeniably comfortable it looked fabulous paired with my favourite Topshop Jamie jeans. See, all about the comfort!

// Coat: NaaNaa* // Top: Topshop (similar) // Jeans: Topshop // Shoes: All Saints //


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