It has meant some weird and some wonderful and some most definitely unflattering outfits!
Unlike the first week, sadly the ones that followed have not been so successful, they have resulted in only 2 keepers, one possible and the rest out. I have been left wondering why on earth I bothered to keep such unflattering frocks in the first place, perhaps I was hoping if I lost half a stone they might magically become 'the' dress who knows? frankly I think I just lost the plot, and clearly more than once.
It's funny really as I wouldn't say I was hugely fashion conscious, but it's incredible how wearing bad fitting or unflattering clothes makes you feel really uncomfortable and well a bit low, especially after a whole week of one outfit after another. So much so I did go back to a few wardrobe faithfuls here and there just because I wanted to be wearing something nice for once.
Right now I'm having a wee wardrobe break as I am off work this week and unless I am out and about that means chilling out wear (ie; the stuff I slob around the house in)
Today I was in a keeper, (a little Hell Bunny number I forgot I had *cough*) as I had stuff to do in town and I thought I'd pay a visit to the Chazzas too.
There is a new one in town which is for a local charity and I think it will be worth keeping an eye on. I didn't have a huge amount of time and it is an absolute jumbled mess but I scored a few bits never the less.
I also had to pop into Wilkinsons and ended up getting a load of seeds as it was buy two get one free.
Other than bad outfits I have also been to the cinema not once but three times. Whilst I enjoyed all three films they weren't exactly easy viewing.
First up was the Railway Man.
This was followed by 12 Years a Slave.
I will confess I was worried it would make me hate Michael Fassbender (as if) but thankfully not, monstrous as his character was, that person was a creature of it's time and upbringing.
It has to be said in some ways it was the hardest film of the three to stomach. They were all about man's inhumanity to man, but somehow the ice cold and heartless cruelty meted out by people who are meant to be Christians was the most shocking of all.
Those three certainly left me with plenty to mull over and certainly didn't help lift my frame of mind any! I would recommend all three just not one after another like I did them.
I shall finish on a lighter note. Jenny bought me this wonderful Art Deco reproduction elephant bowl. I absolutely love it and felt I had to buy some flowers straight away to show it of in all it's splender.