I’m hoping for more magical, sun drenched days so I can break out all the floaty, dreamy sundresses this summer, even if it’s just for a socially distanced walk around the block. In times like these, it’s the little things that breathe meaning into our days.
Valentine’s Day has unexpectedly crept up on me this year. Owen and I aren’t really doing anything this time because everything in 2018 is about The Wedding and the move.
It’s Holiday Season, which means that the one thing I need in my closet is a party dress that can go from day to evening with a bit of pizzazz!
Being plus size, I’m no stranger to the premise that wearing white on your lower half is an absolute no-no if you’re fat. Especially white tights.
Let me tell you about a memory of apples. The winter I was 9 years old, my mother came back from Delhi with a basket of shiniest and reddest Kashmiri apples I’ve ever seen, before or since.
I’d recently talked about easing myself into wearing black again, a colour which was starkly absent in my wardrobe for close to a decade.
I left this babycord turtleneck top languishing in my wardrobe for close to six months, mostly I was waiting for the weather to cool down enough for corduroy!
My hair is starting to grow out again and I’ve finally figured out how to use highlighter. As with most of my outfits, this is a mix of old and new pieces in my wardrobe.