There are only two outfits this week as I was in training on Wednesday in what I can only describe as a dystopian nightmare of a building. The weather continues to be very “in-between” and also this week very windy as there have been some storms about.
I made another trip to Havant this week Wednesday so I am once again missing an outfit picture for the week. It wouldn’t have been a very happy picture though since there were horrible train delays and the weather was vile. You’ve missed out on nothing!
So after a pretty positive reception I have decided to crack on with a weekly “what I wore to work” post. I only physically go in to work 4 days a week and for the rest of the time I live in jeans and sweatshirts so there will usually be 4 outfits a week. This week there are 3 as Monday was a bank holiday. Photos are from my Instagram stories and are taken in the work bathroom, so don’t expect amazing quality.
Where possible I will link to where you can buy what I am wearing (or similar) but some of my wardrobe has been around for some time so lots of things probably aren’t on sale anymore.
A long time ago I used to post pictures of my favourite outfits on this blog. I really miss doing that. Over the past few months I have been posting my work outfits on my Instagram stories. It is a bit of a running joke as I take the photos in the bathroom. I have been considering doing a weekly round-up of what I wore on the four days I went into the office each week.
I am no fashion blogger but I love seeing what people wore so I thought my readers might like to see what I wore. Let me know what you think.
Over the weekend I was lucky enough to attend the wedding of my good friends Jen and Rob. The wedding took place in Rob’s parents amazing garden in Bristol (it has a stream and a cliff!!) and had a sort of enchanted fairytale feeling to it as the marquis tent was set up with some elements of the beautiful garden inside it.
Usually I would wear a dress to a wedding but I decided to branch out a little and go for an elegant jumpsuit, which proved to be stylish, warm enough for the somewhat rainy evening and great for dancing in. Success!
I am wearing a one shoulder black and floral print jumpsuit from Red Herring with peep-toe nude patent heels from Next and a gold and white beaded necklace from H&M.
In the last week I decided to clean out my closet. I try to do it once every six months because hoarding actually gives me the fear. If something isn’t being used and isn’t useful then it needs to go. This most recent clear out ended up being a lot more dramatic than they usually are… This is the bag of clothes I had to donate because they don’t fit anymore.
I managed to salvage a few things that don’t look bad a bit more baggy but probably about half of my clothes are in this bag because they look ridiculous on me. I am going to attempt to get a couple of dresses taken in but I think it’s going to be an all new summer wardrobe. My bank account is already crying.
At least now everything fits in the closet (and all of you who don’t live in the UK please don’t laugh that this is the closet space being shared by two adults).
Have any of the rest of you had to do a post weight-loss wardrobe cull? And did you wonder if you should keep some of your “big” clothes in case you put it all back on again? I am trying to resist that impulse as much as possible.
For close on about two years now, the former site of the Virgin Megastore on the Tottenham Court Road end of Oxford Street has been a building site. Throughout the weeks and month that it was covered in scaffolding various suppositions were made about what it might be turned into, until it was eventually revealed that the Soho side of London’s biggest shopping street was getting its very own Primark Flagship store.
The news spread through the female component (and occasional bits of the male component, mostly for socks you see) in my office like wildfire. Our very own Primani, as big as the Marble Arch one and close enough to pop into at lunch or after work without a huge detour to the other side of Oxford Street. It was almost as big as the Olympics (well not really, but pretty big you know).
As the new store started to take shape and the scaffolding came down, we peered hungrily at the covered up storefront, waiting, hoping that the opening date would be soon… despite this rather bizarre endorsement. I mean, have you seen what the Soho pigeons look like…
Finally a launch date appeared on the posters and we salivated and counted down. The 20th of September. D-Day.
Of course I couldn’t resist making a visit on the opening day and Jen and I agreed that we would each bring £20 with us, scour the shop and see what we could get. Compared to most Primark’s the store is lighter, shinier, tidier and absent of chavs with pushchairs. It is so big though that it’s a bit overwhelming, which left us a bit spoilt for choice.
The ground floor has a pretty impressive range of slightly more expensive (like New Look expensive not H&M expensive) trendier and limited edition ranges that you don’t find in your suburban Primarks. But never fear if you are after the slightly crap t-shirts with Lady Gaga on them, you’ll find them on the second floor along with the accessories. Even in such glamorous surroundings I’m still a bit disappointed that their shoes run small, which makes it hard for me to buy any that fit my mega size 8 feet, but the selection is a lot better than most.
I’m not sure if news of this new retail behemoth hadn’t spread beyond Soho locals but it was relatively quiet with no queue to pay. However, I still wouldn’t arrive expecting to try anything on unless you had unlimited time.
For Jen’s £24 (she couldn’t bear to leave either item so she cheated a little), she got a sheer, floor-length partially lined silver skirt and this cool abstract patterned dipped hem top.
For £16 I got this limited edition black and gold dipped hem top (EVERYTHING has a dipped hem this season) and floral canvas slip-ons that I love.
I will be forced to walk passed the new Primark on my way home from work every day… I can’t help but worry that it’s going to be a bit like a black hole for me. Only time will tell…