Hide and seek #1
Saturday’s outfit was absolutely hideous in its recreated state, like Little Jimmie Crankie (sp?) all grown up. Luckily I spent most of the day dressed in leggings and a T-shirt, piled into a double bed with three friends watching White Men Can’t Jump, but I did get changed into the required outfit for dinner, which meant walking through Dalston on a Saturday night looking like this. I pretty much took it all off once I got to my friend’s house.
Two of the pals I spent much of the weekend with, Nin and Phoebe, are the lasses behind the recycled fashion label Goodone, and they re-convinced me within the space of three seconds that there was no need ever to set foot in Primark again. This is an official resolution. Anything I can possibly buy second hand I will from now on. It’s what I used to do when I worked around the corner from Beyond Retro but I sold my principles to the devil when I switched to an office near Primark. Now I’m not close to either of those places I do my shopping at the weekends anyway, so I’m rediscovering my ethics. Goodone 1, Primark nil.
Hide and seek
Hide
Good work by Phoebe on the action shot though eh?
Conclusions:
- Some people can get away with layering a denim jacket under a mac and pairing them with bare legs, socks and flat brogues. Others can’t.
- Think I’ll leave it at that.
I've always found it funny when people write letters to the Guardian's Weekend magazine complaining that the recipe ingredients are too middle class and the fashion only looks good on thin people. After all, it's just a magazine. Or is it? I decided to follow its recipes, fashion and lifestyle advice as closely as possible, to see if the aspirations promoted therein can really be achieved by the average reader who is not especially wealthy, not necessarily model thin and is obliged to work regular office hours. This blog has no affiliation whatsoever with the Guardian but I link to the Weekend magazine website for the purposes of illustration. 
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