Style | Blazer envy

           

Now I don't know about you but when I was in high school I was forced into wearing a blazer as a part of my school uniform. Not even a fitted one to remind people that I am a girl, oh no! I had to wear a black boxy blazer hat was a couple of sizes to big for me due to the fact that it was a hand me down from my older sister - oh the joys of being the youngest - so after having to wear this hing for a good five years of my life I honestly thought that I never wanted to set eyes on one again. Let alone wear one by choice.

I dress quite smartly on a day to day basis anyway, my style is sort of casual Friday at an office so naturally most people think I have a wardrobe packed with blazers, but no. I'd never found one that I liked or hat didn't make me feel like a painfully skinny twelve year old wearing a school uniform two sizes too big.

That was until I saw a tangerine short suit in a shop window and entered the magical kingdom that is The Kooples. I adore it. Like seriously everything about it. I want everything. Including many of the blazers and suit jackets, unfortunately what with my own personal credit crunch still very much alive and kicking its all way out of my none existent clothing budget. But hey, a girl can dream can't she? 

Are blazers a staple in your wardrobe or are you still dipping your toes? 

Life | Quote time #1

Recently I've been having a pretty shitty time of it to be honest, hence the extreme inactivity on here (apologies, apologies). My job ended, I couldn't afford my house anymore and blah blah blah. Let's not turn this into a lets all feel sorry for me type of post as we all know I can't stand a moaner.

 

What I have learnt from all this is that you have to make the best of every situation that you find yourself in. For example, yes I lost my job in Selfridges (not due to incompetence may I add! My contract ended) but in not having this job in the toy department, yes snores, I have now found myself a new job in Cos; basically a more expensive Zara. Yes it doesn't pay as well and yes I miss the people I used to work with but now instead of trying to sell lightsabers - is that even how you spell it? I am selling pretty decently nice clothing to the wealthies that patronise Regent Street. And also, yes, I might be getting a pound less an hour than I used to but its seven pound eighty more than I would be getting if I didn't have a job.

 

And yes, I might have had to leave my beautiful riverside apartment but it means that now I can move in with the boyfriend *high five for exciting adult life move* Anyway you get the point. I like the quote above that I found on Pinterest after being inspired by the lovely Louise from A Sprinkle of Glitter because it feels like a less cliched version of the old classic 'lifes not about waiting for the storm to pass, its about learning to dance in the rain'. Basically I'm just trying to be a duck. Ok odd metaphor but you get the gist, let the water run off your back and make the best of a bad situation.

What do you think? How do you deal with hard times?

Love and whatnot