First of all I must welcome all of my new followers and say a huge thank you to Carrie for sending you over here. Her blog always such an inspiration to me so it was such a pleasure to be included alongside such stylish ladies. If you haven't read the her post, have a look and be sure to check out all the other girls blogs, they are amazing!
Thank you for all your lovely comments and sweet emails, it is always so encouraging to hear that you enjoy my posts because I love putting them together. I'm still trying to visit all your blogs and leave comments so bare with me.
Today was really rather blustery and bitterly cold so I didn't dare take off my coat. My dress had been hanging up, half made for the last week and I'm so glad that I finally got around to finishing it because I literally haven't taken it off since I finished stitching the hem. The fabric was a dream to work with, the wool is almost like felt and with a little steaming it moulded perfectly into any shape.
I wasn't quite sure about this coat, it's Orla Kiely and a gift from my Mum. She gave it to me at the end of the summer and it's just been hanging in my wardrobe ever since. At this point I think that I should point out that my wardrobe is far from packed with designer items that I have forgotten about and that my Mother is possibly the worlds biggest Orla Kiley fan. She gave me this because the fastening on the collar was broken and she never wore it.
Anyway, I'm not sure what the collar is supposed to look like but I wanted to step away from Constance Billard and towards Carnaby Street so I opted for this coat instead of my beloved TBA. I'm glad I did because after a little fiddling around with the collar, I totally fell in love with it.
The Loafers (they deserve capitals) make my heart skip a beat each and every time I look at them. Aren't they truly perfect? I thought I would never own them but miraculously I found the last pair in my size and Adam was so sweet as to buy me them. When the times comes, bury me in them!
Now I'm off to see Harry Potter and cry my eyes out. I hate it when good things come to an end.
P.S. I need to ask you an important question. If I were to start selling dresses like this one, would you be interested in buying them?