Team, meet my newest brand crush Universal Standard.

Team, meet my newest brand crush Universal Standard.

Bought to you by Universal Standard’s Universal Fit Library. Ladies, meet someone who has become very special to me, Universal Standard. The love affair with them started when I came across their Starter Kit idea. You purchase seven pieces, receive the eight for free and you can mix and match it into 20 looks! As someone who’s wardrobe often takes over and gets out of hand, this streamlined idea was so exciting. I pinned every single one of their outfit ideas.  Because of that, they’d been on my list to try for ages. But I was unsure of sizing (me, not them), plus I already possess a billion items of clothing and I’m easily distracted, so I’d never gotten around to…

Could I go a week without spending any money?

Could I go a week without spending any money?

As you’re aware, the YouTube obsession is high over here at the moment. And you can’t be on YouTube without coming across some content from the big guy that is Buzzfeed. Part of their content strategy seems to be ‘we try stuff so you don’t have to’. Excellent! I love stuff. So, I thought maybe what I need is a little Buzzfeed-inspired challenge for myself on the blog. I’m enjoying trying more stuff out, writing more and all that jazz, so a challenge sounds like fun. But what to do first? That was a question. A question answered by the overflowing with coffee cups and packages bin next to my desk at my day job. Could I survive a week…

#Sonseex17sundays outfit giveaway!

#Sonseex17sundays outfit giveaway!

Long term lover of 17 Sundays reporting for duty! And if I ever wear tights or stockings, Sonsee are my brand. So when the two powerhouses decided to join forces and give you a chance to WIN an entire outfit (my dress, bomber and tights!) for their Winter Giveaway, I knew I wanted in. Because if I know you guys, and I feel like I do, I know you LOVE giveaways. I mean, who wouldn’t want this dress/bomber/tights combo? For those looking for sizing advice, I’m sitting around a 24 at the moment. I’m wearing the 22 in the floral bomber and even with my broad shoulders, it fits well. It is snug when I zip it up over things,…

I’m a really bad sick person

I’m a really bad sick person

Well, this month has been SOMETHING. Sick, toothache, tonsillitis, and a to-do list that was crushing me. If you’re in the vicinity, you would have heard about it. I hate being sick, it’s such a waste of good time and energy. Yes, it happens because I let myself get run down, skip that dentist appointment, etc etc. BUT, it doesn’t mean I have to be happy about it. Complaining is top of my list when I’m sick, second only to a bunch of laying around sniffling. Not one to skip a meal when I’m sick I gravitate towards broths and won ton soups, salty chips and warm gravy, or comfort in the shape of a macaroni. But you know the…

Team Slouch continues for AW17

Team Slouch continues for AW17

I’m Team Slouch, maybe more so these days than I am Team Stripes, shock horror. I love to wear draped, easy, oversized pieces. It’s become my thing in the last few years. The combination of a deep neckline and slouchy dress or an oversized maxi knotted up to show some serious leg is just really sexy cool to me. There’s a conversation that says that plus size women shouldn’t wear ‘oversized’ shapes to avoid looking bigger. God forbid, right? Why would ANYONE want to look fatter than they are? Forget that. Forget all that they told you. First of all, why is every fashion aim to look smaller, leaner, thinner? Why is that the only outcome we are told to…

Being kind to yourself

Being kind to yourself

This was a conversation that I started on Instagram yesterday. It needed to be continued, so here we are. I’ve been watching a lot of YouTube lately; tutorials, workshops and loads and loads of LadyLike (by Buzzfeed). Inspired by the people there and their willingness to give it a go, I thought I’d grab some video while snapping an outfit photo in my office… Well well well. Wasn’t that interesting. You see you can fake defined jaws and chiselled features in a photo but there’s no tricking a video camera. Not from that angle anyway. There’s certainly no hiding when you start talking or moving around. It freaked me out, to be honest. Why? Firstly, I knew I’d put on…

Growing up fat.

Growing up fat.

There’s a saying that goes ‘once a fat kid, always a fat kid’ and it would make me cringe. Why should being a fat kid, a fat adult, define me? But recently when it came up in conversation again, I realised that it’s true. When you are fat, for whatever length of time you get an insight into how this world treats fat people. You remember when no one found you worth a second look as a date, or worse, only saw you behind closed doors. You know what it is to worry that the sea saw won’t ever go up for you. You believe, for a while, that you can hide your fatness from the world, but they always…

Doing what feels good vs. what serves you.

Doing what feels good vs. what serves you.

Over the past couple of months, all of 2017 really, I’ve been questioning the decisions I make about how I spend my time. Who, what and where I invest it in and why. There have been some interesting things to acknowledge along the way. The main one being that more often than not, I was choosing to do what felt good vs. what served me. I think the professionals call it instant gratification. Well, it was at work over here. I saw it in the choices I was making with my body and the way I interact with people. The relationships I was developing and investing in and the outcomes for me. It turned out that while most of it…

Yup, I must really annoy you.

Yup, I must really annoy you.

I must really annoy you, huh? Me and the way I won’t let you tell me what to do. The woman I am must push your buttons. I look at you, the faceless, and I stand determined, in spite of everything you said is broken about me. That must get to you. But I won’t be sorry for who I am. I won’t bow down to the lies you tell me about my worth, my body or what you deem acceptable. I bet that annoys you. And, to be honest, it’s part of why I do it. Annoying you is a part of having the chance to be free. Not being afraid to let you down or disappoint you means…