Last week, I rediscovered one of my work dresses from my London days, and decided to start wearing it again for my work now. I forgot how much I love it, even if it has prompted lots of Sergeant Pepper/The Beatles comments from people...
And tonight I randomly decided to dig out a couple of pieces I haven't worn in forever. Not going to lie, I'm feeling quite pretty at the moment.
(Jeans, Vintage; top, Topshop; scissor necklace, Vintage.)
I'm kind of quite conscious of how badger/skunk like my hair is at the moment now all the dye has come off the bleached bit, I'm getting ripped at work about it constantly by punters and friends alike, but y'know what, I like it. It gives me the opportunity to do whatever colour I want, whenever I want, and I love that freedom.
