Too much colour?
…too ill to care my friends.
(grandma wyn’s burberry trench, vintage dress, grey cardi from some shop in darwin, oz, yellow cardi from american apparrel, topshop scarf, m&s socks, kurt geiger boots, orla kiely bag)
I may be smiling in this photo but inside I was crying…and dying.
Friday saw me wake for the 5th day in a row sounding like a 40 a day smoker. I glanced in the mirror and looked like one too. Nicht gutte. It was pissing down outside and it was pissing on my clothes parade.
I SHOULD NOT BE WEARING A COAT AND BOOTS IN JUNE!!!
I have been ill my friends and the rain is depressing me and clouding my clothes choosing judgement. The first thing I thought of when I woke up on that mornful morn was that I needed to be comfortable and warm, I needed something to protect poorly, painful, b****cks throat and I needed to look not near dead.
Not an easy task!!
Some may say a rainbow has exploded on me with this outfit. To those peeps I say
‘Sorry! I can’t hear you because I have an infection in my ear as well.’
This dress is my new favourite. I gave it (AS A PRESENT!) to Sister With Massive Laugh years ago after I had been on my travels down under. Four years latter I spy it on the collapsed heap that was her wardrobe rack and take it back. I have never seen it grace her fine body. Pfffff…Waste not want not. I love it. It’s cotton, comfy and colourful. Three of my four favourite C’s ;)*
The two cardi’s symbolise the need to be warm…
…The boots symbolise the need to be dry…
…and the melange of colour symbolises the fact that I seem to have found myself matching the window display at work…as pointed out to me by my boss.
* This smily face is not my doing…I did a small winking symbol – semi colon and a closed bracket – and the ‘puter has offered this mini pac man. I apologise on it’s behalf. :)…Damn you…GO away!