I don’t know about you but some of the hardest days to get dressed for are the days when I have no plans and am doing sweet F.A. (fuck all)
You know, the kind of days where going to the supermarket is the most exciting thing that you have planned.
Its easy in summer, a loose flowy dress and you’re donzo, but in winter we need to layer it up a bit to keep us protected from the elements.
Murphy’s law also means that it’ll be on these types of days that I’ll get a phone call for a last minute catch up to go meet a friend for exciting out of house activities…. with 10 minutes warning…
Now If I am slothing around wearing my thread bare trackies, hair not done and makeup-less this is simply not going to happen, not in 10 minutes. Call me vain, I don’t care, I’m still not going.
This is why I like to make an effort to ‘get dressed’ even on my days off, sure sometimes that means leggings, a giant cardi and some slippers but, should I get invited to some sort of fun fest I can be there in a jiffy.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not sitting at home all dolled up waiting for a party, but if I am wearing proper clothes I am less likely to decline said invites or sit and watch 1000 hours of Gossip Girl reruns.
Ah my little blog, I have been neglecting you lately and it’s starting to show. You’re like a 6 week old hair do, the regrowth is so dark it could now pass as ombre… I am sorry. Please except this blog post as my apology.
My reasons are varied, one is the most obvious…. I’m time poor, But aren’t we all….
You guys, it finally happened. Truthfully I’ve been waiting for this day since I started my blog a few months back.
It’s only natural to receive some form of flack when you put yourself out there online as much as I do, I should probably be grateful I haven’t had the entourage of abuse like some of my other blogger friends get.
I blame the age old saying that ‘everyone is entitled to their own opinion’ in theory I agree with this statement, I struggle with it when someone is using said opinion to make a negative judgement on another for no reason at all and then voice it.
Well well well, look who is finally writing a blog post!
I have taken a few weeks off so let me get you up to speed.
I didn’t actually plan to take some time off of the blog, it just kinda happened, I have been pretty busy with work and my studying and blogging just got thrown to the side lines for a bit, truthfully I have missed it.
In saying that, I do think I may have bitten off more than I can chew, so I may cut back on the blogging for the next few months, until I get back into the swing of things anyway. I’ll try to post at least once or twice a week but aiming for 3 is getting a little much.
I was finding that keeping up with a blogging schedule was becoming a bit of a chore so after a few weeks off I decided the best way forward was to just cut back, quality over quantity styles!
I have watched Namoi grow right from its inception, starting with a few pieces here and there, growing into markets and an online shop and finally to where it is today, a real life bricks and mortar store.
Each time I visit the store there’s one particular style that always catches my eye…. The chiffon Poncho.
If you are a regular around here you will know that I am currently studying a diploma of counselling. The way a person’s mind works has always fascinated me, how two people can look at the same object or situation and have two completely different outcomes will always manage to amaze me.
Most of the time these difference of opinions stem from our past experiences and domestication process, everything we have endured and lived through has somehow shaped and influenced how we come to such conclusions. Sometimes this is in positive light and others not so much.
This varies from job to job. A corporate job is going to have a completely different vibe to a creative field and you need to consider that in your outfit choice. This post is based around an office/ corporate job as that’s what I have the most experience in and I think it’s where most of us can get a little stuck.
Either way these points are good for anyone to take into consideration and adapt as you need.
I don’t know about the weather where you live but here in Adelaide Autumn has well and truly started, I for one couldn’t be happier. I love the fashion around this time of year, the colours, the layers, the ankle boots….
What I don’t like is what the colder dry air in Autumn/ Winter does to my skin. The air dehydrates it making it dry, rough and scaly…. Ewww. Now add a heater to the mix and my skin is really hating life.
Im pretty good at the body moisturiser upkeep, I have naturally very dry skin as it is and as an avid fake tanner it’s pretty much a necessity to do it daily.
I once heard a quote from the fabulous Sarah Jessica Parker….
“You should never spend more on a sweater than you do on your grocery bill”
I was a little surprised to hear that Ms Parker did not follow in Carrie’s footsteps on the matter. In my mind Carrie is a real person strutting around NYC and one day we shall meet and be the best of friends.
Although I was surprised to hear it, I happen to agree with her. Im all for wearing quality and ethically made clothing but sometimes I think (myself included) we need to put our foot down when it comes to spending outside of our means.
In saying that everyone’s ‘grocery bill’ is different. What I spend on clothes may seem like an extravagant amount to some while being peanuts to others.
I was chatting to a friend the other day who is currently looking for a new job, having previously worked as a recruitment consultant for the Education sector I have performed more interviews than I have been too. So clearly I am an expert on the matter…. We chatted about the things I think are important and I thought that it just might be of interest to y’all.
Working in recruitment was a comforting experience in a way, any nervous feelings I have about going into an interview are pretty much gone, and after all, the interviewer is a person just like you. They go home at night, feed their families, scrub their showers, and pick up after their dog…. (You get the point) they are nothing to be afraid of.