Tartan Army

(Image via Asos, look by Emma Hill at EJ Style)

The grunge look has been showing its face now for a few seasons but it feels as though it is really going to hit home this season. Now I was 11 when grunge started to form. I loved Nirvana, I lived in DMs and plaid shirts.

But I think there is definitely something to the theory that you should not revisit trends that you loved when they first came out.

And I was going to stick to that until I saw this dress in Zara. It is tartan and florals, which is a combination I love, but it also gives a nod to the nightwear trend. I think it is lovely. I might have to go there.

What about you? Tempted to go grunge? 

Rude Awakening

(Via Handbag)

I think these boots are utterly delightful, and seeing as my currently fruitless search for boots seems to be never ending, I would be quite tempted.

Except that they are from Zara and I have vowed never to shop there again.

Not only do they cater for women with no curves who apparently need to be about 7 foot, they also have the rudest staff. I won't go into the details, but I think that the only thing that really changes with age is not that clothes become too young for you in certain shops, just that the bad service that often goes along with the cheaper end of the high street just stops being acceptable.

And Zara isn't even that cheap. So that is two strikes and they're out. Take that! Ha! I'll show you!

The Long and the Short of it

I have been living out of a suitcase for over three weeks. Which while I'm travelling is a breeze. But while a girl is in the metropolis, the beating heart of this great country of ours, you know, er, London? Well, it's just not on.

And in fact I fear my very sanity might be at risk. So yesterday, like a desperate harridan I scoured the streets looking for something I could buy and wear. Something new, something fabulous. But could I find it? Could I heck.

Then I was caught in the grips of that shopping obsession that occurs to those with even the most stolid and logical disposition. When the shops are nearly closing and a hysteria descends that dictates that come what may we must take something home. We must have something new. IT IS OUR GOD GIVEN RIGHT TO SPEND OUR MONEY! And I got a crazed glint in my eye and I started pulling things wantonly from the shelves.

But fortunately even in this frenzied state I draw the line at buying something totally inappropriate. And the only thing I even vaguely liked was this skirt.


(Via Zara)

But it was not to be because it only comes in XS, S and M. Because Ls don't deserve nice clothes. And conversely Zara doesn't deserve an L's hard earned cash. So I will now be looking for another formal, long skirt emporium that does. Let me know if you see anything anywhere.