No doubt these posts will die down a little as the novelty wears off (and when, The Boy, who shall henceforth be known here as Bartimaeus , returns from his summer in Bombay). But for now, I shall continue to be prolific.
Due to a glut of familial birthdays and my general resolution to Not Buy Stuff and Save, few parcels have been arriving for me of late. And I do love to receive parcels. So it was a particular joy to receive one today, all the more enjoyable for having cost me all of £6 for a pretty dress I've been after for a while (inspired by one of my favourite bloggers, The Clothes Horse, wearing it so well here). Good things come to those who lurk on Ebay, I suppose. How very different it looks on me, no?!
Excuse the absence of shoes, or an "outfit" per se. I'm thinking of bronze/gold flats, and a black cardigan because the print, colours and shape really say enough on me. Perhaps with red accents, because The Clothes Horse's shoes do look fetching with it. I am really loving the tulip shape at the moment - Bartimaeus and others have commented that it is a good shape for me, and I agree. And I did a little dance when I discovered that this dress also has pockets.
Ah pockets. Whilst I often find Jess Cartner-Morley's contributions to the Guardian's fashion pages uninspiring, she's bang on the money with her hymn to pocketed dresses. I love them, and I've been swayed to buy a dress simply when I've discovered it had them. Like Jess, I can't exactly pinpoint why, given said pockets often do not have any practical purpose. But a pocketed dress feels different. Whilst a dress (especially a structured affair like this purchase) can seem quite formal, to me, pockets add a loucheness to proceedings. Perhaps even a trouseriness? (And given I never wear them, that is as trousered as I get!) I imagine Katharine Hepburn would've appreciated pockets on dresses. Being an enterprising kinda gal, she may have even insisted upon them. If I had a wardrobe mistress to hand, I know I would.