I couldn't keep up with The Stylist on our walk to school this morning.
Tights and flatforms are a rather tricky combo and require much concentration.
I think I actually managed to distract myself in this wee outfit.
Now that's something that doesn't happen often at all.
I just want to say thank you for the wildly positive response to yesterday's Domestic Sluttery post.
It seems there is much need for an open forum on slatternly personal habits.
If you have any pics you want to share of you wearing an outfit in your shameful habitat, I would be most keen to share them here.
Release the beast in you!
As you can see, I'm perching on Number One Son's lovely amp and huge feck-off speaker that are stored outside under the house.
I'm surprised they haven't gone walkies or died a sad, wet death. No, they're high, dry, dusty and disgracefully stored.
I'm wearing a thrifted 1960s, wool tartan frock, vintage cardi from eBay, blue tights from Sock Dreams and VW Melissa Wings on sale from Amazon.
My granny bag, belt, sunnies, jewellery and watch are all thrifted.
I made the rose headband myself and the sweet wee lassie who serves me coffee each morning asked if I could make one for her in white and she'd pay for it!
Can you believe that? I can't!
She said her friends have headbands from chain stores but they're "boring" and she wants to stand out at a music festival she's going to soon.
I think white flowers will look lovely against her long black hair.
I love giant-sized watches because then I can't ignore the time.
I'm wearing pink and orange nail polish and MAC's Ruby Woo lippy.
Mouldy outdoor chairs, under-used mop, peg basket and strange poo-type mark on the wall get showcased today.
Happy Monday!!
Desiree xo
Tights and flatforms are a rather tricky combo and require much concentration.
The following distractions didn't help:
- Very smiley old man proudly doing a big double wheelie in front of me ... on his mobile scooter!
- Little girl to mother: "Mummy are those funny shoes?"
- Too many people slopping their coffees, tripping over, walking into poles and shop windows for me to keep my mind on the job at hand.
I think I actually managed to distract myself in this wee outfit.
Now that's something that doesn't happen often at all.
I just want to say thank you for the wildly positive response to yesterday's Domestic Sluttery post.
It seems there is much need for an open forum on slatternly personal habits.
If you have any pics you want to share of you wearing an outfit in your shameful habitat, I would be most keen to share them here.
Release the beast in you!
As you can see, I'm perching on Number One Son's lovely amp and huge feck-off speaker that are stored outside under the house.
I'm surprised they haven't gone walkies or died a sad, wet death. No, they're high, dry, dusty and disgracefully stored.
I'm wearing a thrifted 1960s, wool tartan frock, vintage cardi from eBay, blue tights from Sock Dreams and VW Melissa Wings on sale from Amazon.
My granny bag, belt, sunnies, jewellery and watch are all thrifted.
I made the rose headband myself and the sweet wee lassie who serves me coffee each morning asked if I could make one for her in white and she'd pay for it!
Can you believe that? I can't!
She said her friends have headbands from chain stores but they're "boring" and she wants to stand out at a music festival she's going to soon.
I think white flowers will look lovely against her long black hair.
I love giant-sized watches because then I can't ignore the time.
I'm wearing pink and orange nail polish and MAC's Ruby Woo lippy.
Mouldy outdoor chairs, under-used mop, peg basket and strange poo-type mark on the wall get showcased today.
Happy Monday!!
Desiree xo

















