As you guys know, from my numerous feeling sorry for myself tweets, that I’ve been poorly the last week or so. Yesterday was the first day I felt pepped up enough to venture out of the house for a substantial amount – thank you Night Nurse!!
I always think a walk can be rather restoritive, and we’ll always told getting fresh air can do the world of good. Si and I got dressed, something which I haven’t bothered to do for the last 7 days, and decided to go for a walk at a lovely spot a 15 minute drive away.
As soon as we opened the front door we felt out cheeks contract from the impact of the chilled air. My god it was bitter. But I thought with my favourite vintage coat I’d be sorted, so quickly settled into the car and popped the seat heater on – which is my new favourite thing.
Once we got to our destination and out in the open country space we soon realised we were not approproately wrapped up to withstand the wrath of the day’s weather.
My coat didn’t do up, I had worn a thin cashmere All Saints dress (with no vest) and went for semi opaque tights. Foolish…very foolish.
Si was struggling too, but was a tad smug about having the foresight to bring his Liverpool gloves, which were a present from me. The fact he had gloves because of me made me more aggrevated if I’m honest. I felt like it woudn’t be long before you could snap my fingers off and use them as a chilled stirer for a cocktail.
As my eyes started to stream it reminded me of those early morning walks to school – there wasn’t much warmth given from those white shirts and cheap blazers.
Due to the fact that I feel I’ve been a bit slack on the work front this last week I felt I needed to use this time out of the house to do something productive. This is one of the most annoying things about being a blogger/YouTuber. You always think you should be documenting everything you do, rather than just living and enjoying the moment and switching off. You get a very specific guilt if you’ve had a nice day but haven’t recorded it in a way you can tell/show people that. We must be very annoying people to go out with.
So I thought I should do an outfit post, even though my outfit was fairly disjointed and boring. I hopeD the scenery would make it a worthwhile post even if it lacked real style credentials. This was not as easy as you’d think. Neither of us could see whether the camera was in focus as are eyes were constantly battle being pooled up with droplets. Our hands got numb to the point they weren’t functioning and couldn’t work the touchscreen or buttons. We also started to get ratty with one another if it took us a while to achieve an acceptable pose, because we were so cold and just wanted it to be over. My already awkward photo face became more so with each face being too easily translated as ‘f*** me its cold”.
You’ll see in some pictures I have on one glove, Si was happy to temporarily part with one of his gloves in the later stages of our walk! You’ll also spot the odd tear….
What I wanted to say, in an era when us social media people are being more open, is that it isn’t glamorous, cool, or effortless. To even achieve the height of outfit post mediocrity that I have, it was a bloody cold pain in my arse, and most other body parts.
I think this look has a retro 60/70’s vibe to it, a trend which I’m digging at the moment. What do you think?
Beyond Retro Coat
All Saints Dress