Yep. There is NO escaping it. The season of general merriment and over indulgence is upon us. And if I had not trod on and killed my Festive Spirit - I would be hurrahing right about now. Alas. It lies squished on the floor.
So - I thought I would brighten my day with an outfit post. This is the way I dress most Saturdays. Unless I am out in London. And then I wear a frock. Well - the Queen does live there! (sometimes)
Mega rolls going on. The beauty of dirty-I-really-should-have-washed-it-yesterday hair!
I like to be comfy but with a definite 40's look. I do get stares. But who of us don't? It is something that I have to get used to, if I want to dress the way I do.
Jacket via charity shop.
That's all for now. I am off in search of a big Christmas Tree. I have decided that less is definitely not more. I am done with the twig we bought. I want to stamp on it. I am hoping the new tree shall come with a new ready-to-make-me-merry-and-all-christmassey Festive Spirit.
Until next time!