It’s been a quiet month again since, much like August, my foot pain has limited how far I can travel and when I can be social. Still, I’m excited it feels truly like autumn now, even if the leaves haven’t begun to change yet. Soon there’ll be pretty colours, snuggly evenings on the sofa and the chance to break out my most fabulous and warm winter coats. Bring it!
It’s been a strange month. Starting off hot then dipping into cooler and wet weather that made it feel a lot like Autumn had arrived early, it’s been hard to decide a lot of the time what to wear. It’s also been a busy month, with 4 family birthdays being celebrated, and my schedule on the whole complicated by the fact that I’ve been nursing a foot injury for more than 4 weeks. I finally went to the doctor and was diagnosed with Plantar Fasciitis, resulting in me being signed off work for 2 weeks to heal because my job was constantly irritating my foot into a worsening state that couldn’t heal. As such, there’s been several times this month I’ve had to abandon plans to shoot outfits for review on the blog because my foot has been too painful to stand or walk, which is why it’s been a quiet month on here. I’ve also had to abandon the footwear displayed in these photos several times during social events for a pair of memory foam slip-on trainers when the pain has become too much.
It’s still hot here, blah blah blah, heatwave, pale English people unequipped, blah blah blah.
You get the gist, right? We’re all fed up of it, all over the world, and honestly it’s a wonder my pasty English arse bothered to get pinned up at all this month, because the humidity is slowly sapping us all of strength. We did have one rainy day, though, which gave me the chance to wear one of my winter dresses, which was genuinely exciting, so that was fun.
This month I’ve really learned how hard it must be to rock the full head-to-toe 50s style in countries that easily break and exceed 30c in summer–let alone in spring and autumn, too. Good lord, our heatwave here in the UK has only been off and on for a few weeks, not often topping 30c, but the humidity is so unbearable that the idea of setting my hair in pincurls for a nice curly brush out is nuts. This month it’s been all about getting as much hair off my neck as possible, despite the fact that I’m not crazy about many updos on myself in general, so it’s been clip-in ponytails and neat buns to the rescue! Do any of you hot-weather pinup babes have good tips for cute vintage hair that doesn’t leave you feeling damp necked and pink faced?
The heat aside, it’s been a busy month, with the season of summer birthdays officially beginning. Most of my family have their birthdays over the next 3 months, so it’ll be a fun whirlwind of celebrations starting now.
May is always a great month; it encapsulates my birthday, which I really do drag out for the entire month. But even that aside, it’s been sunny, I’ve been able to spend a lot of lovely time with friends and family, and even though I’m generally not bothered either way by the Royals, I must admit I ended up being swept away by with the excitement surrounding the big wedding, and rather touched by it. Now we’re looking forward to June, which begins the string of summer birthdays among my loved ones that always makes for lots of laughs and fun. If the weather could settle on being sunny but as a mild 18c with a gentle breeze, that would set us up for perfection!
April, you glorious bastard! After so much rain it felt like spring might never come, but near the end there you skipped right to summer with our mini heat wave. Always a surprise, mostly a pleasure, always weird. I mean, obviously it then went right back to April showers, but having sun wake up all the blossoms finally has truly made my month. And now onto May, my birthday month! Bring it.
March, you dizzying blur of a month! Man, I can’t believe how fast it went. It had some real highs and some lows, from the disappointment of some truly awesome plans being cancelled and getting a sickness bug over the much anticipated long Easter weekend, to the joys of being reunited with my Deadly is the Female friends for a catch up and a spot of modelling. And now, April, in which I intend to catch up on all the chocolate I missed out on over Easter and looking forward to my birthday in early May.
Here we are again, the end of another month. Man, I just love how short February is! Already pay day and I feel like pancake day was just yesterday. It doesn’t hurt that in addition to being a short month that features pancakes heavily, I also had a week off work on annual leave, had a reunion with a friend I hadn’t seen in approximately a trillion ages, and got to enjoy Galentine’s as per tradition with my best friend. Oh, yeah, and there was also the small matter of finally getting to go see Hamilton on the West End. No Bigs, you know. AHHH!
That’s it, the first month of 2017 done! Everyone keeps saying how long it dragged on for but I feel like it rushed by. I had a bit of a motivational slump coming out of Christmas, but I’m excited for a productive month ahead in February and already a bit eager to leave behind the winter weather for spring dresses and bare legs…not that spring, or even summer, guarantees the latter in England. Did you have a good January?
It’s 2018! And man, is that a bittersweet thing. Yes, 2017 was was a hellhole dumpster fire of a year beyond even the stink pile of 2016, so seeing it gone and moving into a new year is great. But also, where the fuck did this year go?! I swear Trump’s inauguration feels like it was maybe 4 months ago, tops. 2017 was brutal but it did fly by, and scarily it’s time for another year.
December, at least, was lovely. I got to spend a lot of time with family and friends, and I made the most of relaxing and binge-watching old Grey’s Anatomy episodes during my Christmas break rather than forcing myself to be productive. There’s always things that need doing, but there’s not many times in a year I can actually lay on the sofa in my PJs guilt free for several hours together and doing so has been lovely. Also, I napped a lot with my cat so that was great. I won’t show you the sweats I wore while doing that, though. Maybe let’s just stick to the festive ensembles and the party season frocks, shall we?