Now you gotta deal with this glitch on your shoulder.

Oasis parka: £20, sample sale. Textured jumper: c/o Warehouse. American Apparel circle skirt: £15, ebay (this is much cheaper). Vintage leather bag: £2.29, charity shop. Bally chelsea boots: £8, charity shop. Rotary watch: gift. Barry M Cardamom gelly nail varnish. Rimmel Kate Moss 107 lipstick.

Photos by Jazmine.

Ah, weekends, you can never quite tell what they'll bring. Last week involved east London pubs, searching for The Wall (illustrated above), new brunch locations and a whole lot of booty shaking - a pretty standard day off cocktail, am I right ladies? Sleepovers with j rox are never going to be your standard marshmallows and chick flick affair, after all.

Pre-meal (obviously), we managed to snag some outfit photos by a wall which serendipitously matched my outfit. Wearing my new Warehouse knit with my old favourite circle skirt, I didn't realise just how closely this outfit resembled one from this time last year - just with better lipstick.

If you're looking for somewhere new to nibble in SW London, I'd definitely recommend Ben's Canteen. All wooden tables and enamel plates, it's a blogger's dream, and the food isn't just nice to photograph it's also amazing to eat. I went for poached eggs with pulled pork which was, admittedly, a bit of an odd combination and I'd probably stick to something more classic next time, but it's all amazing quality and you get a free bloody mary for instagramming your meal, hence the gratuitous food photo on instagram which I'm not sorry about at all.

After a suitable amount of time to let that brunch go down (a tube ride is suitable, right?), we popped over to Tottenham Court Road for possibly the most hilarious gym class I've ever attended - and that does include the time I went to Zumba and lowered the average age by about thirty years. Jazmine had spotted a Nicki Minaj Anaconda dance class, and I thought, being your standard black ghetto chick, that it'd be fun to come along too. It's safe to say I won't be bringing that routine out on a Saturday night, but it sure was fun to learn them and add a few more moves to my repertoire! 

Taking the train back to Essex didn't quite result in a "quiet night in" (namely: it wasn't quiet, it wasn't in my house, although it was night, so 2/3 isn't too bad), but getting home home in the early hours and spending my Sunday spent between home and the gym made for the perfect way to round off the weekend. Now, to see how this one will end...

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Well if you got that lean.

J.W. Anderson x Topshop ghost jumper: £56 (similar). Warehouse denim skirt: £2, via sample sale. Bally chelsea boots: £8, via charity shop. Topshop lace frill socks: gift. Whistles ponyskin bag: borrowed from Charlotte.

If ever there were a time to stray from my usual Sunday routine of sitting in bed with a cup of tea putting the final touches to a blog post, it would be Halloween. Up until the last couple of years this holiday passed me by in an orange-hued blur, but more recently I've found myself more inclined to celebrate and raid the fancy dress shops for something to top last year's attempts (which, in case you were wondering, were a drunken sunken sailor and my lookalike). I'm not quite ready to reveal what this year's costume will be, but keep your eyes on instagram and twitter this evening as I'm sure there'll be time for a quick ootn! Of course, I'm not going to let the daytime escape a little Halloween nod, so I'll be sure to slip into my trusty J.W.Anderson x Topshop ghost jumper and risk the tuts and glares of many an exasperated City worker on my commute.

Whether you're heading out to terrify the neighbourhood or treating yourself to a night in, I hope you have a lovely Halloween!

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My girl's got a city to run.

Vintage leather jacket: £17.50. Brandy Melville trouble maker t-shirt: €26. Topshop leopard print skirt: £38. Clarks two-tone sandals. Autumn Bloom small tote: c/o Cath Kidston.

As Fashion Month draws to a close, I'm just getting around to posting the one London Fashion Week event I went to - maybe I'm stuck in the past or maybe I'm rationing the rare times I get to take photos, you pick. I decided to shy away from Somerset House again this season in favour of spending time with friends, working and, you know, sleeping, but when an invite to Lulu Guinness' party popped into my inbox I did think it'd be the best way to dip my feet into my favourite fashion week of them all. Of course I did my best to represent the British high street in my usual way with a little pop of Cath Kidston print, vintage leather, Clarks not-school-shoes sandals and good ol' toppers (after heading to an embarrassing amount of stores to try and get this bloody skirt), although my favourite Brandy Melville t-shirt did end up muscling its way in somehow. It was amazing to finally meet Clare after we started our blogs around the same time, as well as spending the evening doing something outside of the ordinary - even if we did leave early to make sure we could get to Nando's before it closed!

In more current news, it's finally starting to feel like Autumn. I haven't actually ventured outside today as that means finally accepting that it's time to do something, but from the breeze sneaking its way through my slightly open window things definitely feel chillier. Autumn's my favourite time to dress for, said every blogger ever, but it does mean that I can leave my bronzer alone for the next six months as everyone else looks pale too - hooray! And, sorry if it's a sore spot, I managed to get my first ever Glastonbury tickets, so I'm starting to mentally prepare myself for the mother of all festivals: I. Can't. Wait.

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