I heard the truth was built to bend.

Oasis floral denim dress: £5, via sample sale. Vintage bag: 50p. Clarks two tone sandals: c/o Cloggs. Little Nell key necklace. Ralph Lauren sunglasses. Marc by Marc Jacobs bracelet: gift. Rotary watch: gift.

Another Saturday, another pub lunch (FYI, this time I went for a burger instead of fish and chips, and only realised that I hadn't photographed it when I was halfway through. Tough luck, pals). Yesterday we were told to make the most of the sunny weather as Bertha's due to have her stormy ways today, so we vowed to spend as much of the day outside as we possibly could. Sandals were a must, but I fancied a change after wearing my asos ones to death, and debuted my new Clarks ones from Cloggs. I like the patent toes on these ones, which make them slightly more transitional than my woven pair, and they look a lot, dare I say it?, classier to boot (clearly got chelsea boots on the brain, despite the weather...). I do need to wear them in, but Clarks shoes will always be comfy, so these two will be sticking around for a while.

Since I started at Oasis, I've found myself surrounded by pretty prints and girly cuts, and it seems to be slowly making its way into my wardrobe. Of course, a sample sale is going to help that along nicely, and this denim dress was the first thing I picked up when confronted with a car park full of rails - fate, amirite? I don't think it ever made its way into stores so I've picked out some similar styles below because I'm not that much of a tease, but I love the muted floral print of this one and the shape may even tempt me out of smock dress territory on special days.

Also, that penultimate photo features what looks like a rabbit in the tree bark. Yes. Yes it does.

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It's late in the evening, glass on the side.

Dorothy Perkins floral midi skirt: c/o House of Fraser. Pink silk shirt: 75p, via charity shop. New Look heeled sandals. Urban Outfitters straw hat: £12. Brandy Melville thug life necklace: €6. Vintage belt: 20p, via charity shop. Vintage patent bag: 20p, via boot sale. Marc by Marc Jacobs bracelet: gift from Harriet. Topshop lip polish (this is the new season version).

It looks like taking photos at this sunflower field may become an annual tradition, and I am totally okay with that when it means that I can come home with locally grown blooms which perk up my early morning starts during the week. After lunch breaks perusing the rails at House of Hackney and reading Kim's blog, I've been pretty determined to work some tropical palm prints into my wardrobe, and whilst the HoH palm print dream remains up that pipe, I'm more than happy to take things the midi way with this beautiful Dotty P skirt from House of Fraser (and it's only £22, tell me that's not a bargain). I'm planning to wear it with my new black Bardot neckline top next time, but I think it works rather well with this hot pink silk vest top I picked up in a charity shop a couple of years ago, don't you think? Add in some more thrifty finds, and you've got a pretty me~ outfit, if on a rather girly day.

I prepped in true Cohen style for these photos by eating a massive two course meal at a pub down the road, and would truly recommend the seafood sharing platter if you're planning to head to a chef and brewer pub any time soon - those whitebait, you won't regret it. Finished off with a passionfruit cider and catching some rays in the beer garden, I really don't think that Saturdays come much better than this.

ps, don't forget to enter for your chance to win a Lilylulu kimono!

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Don't forget who you are.

Shift dress: c/o Boohoo. Heels: gift, French Connection. Bag: gift, French Connection. Bracelet: gift, Marc by Marc Jacobs. Necklace: Grace Face Boutique. Lipstick: MUA.

However much I'm trying to pretend it's not, it's finally reaching the end of my time in Liverpool. On Monday, I'll be attending the English Society's Summer Ball - so of course that means time to get a nice frock on! This is a bit of a sneak peek for any of my course friends who may be reading, but I've settled on one of Booho's boutique dresses to celebrate in style. I love the pastel two-tone nature of it, so am praying that I don't come home covered in sambuca, as is the normal post-night look. I've paired it with these (oxblood, I know) heels that I bought with a voucher in the sales that are impossible to walk in. But they're pretty, so it doesn't matter. I can't wait to sit in the Bluecoat with a cocktail, listening to nineties hip-hop with a group of the most amazing people I've met over my three years in this city.

Posh-ness aside, ahem, we swapped our Friday post-seminar cake trip for one to the newly-opened Free State Kitchen. Burgers seem to be a London obsession, and I can't go a week without seeing a blog post about the newest joint in town. Trust me, I do love a good Byron (and they're opening one here soon!), but FSK certainly rival their Southern counterparts. And they have rosemary salt. I went for the cheeseburger, but Sita definitely enjoyed her hotdog, and Clarity was pleased with her veggie option. We're all determined to try as much as there is to offer in our last weeks here. If anyone's got any Liverpool-based recommendations, I'd love to hear them.

I'd also like to thank my wonderful flatmate Amy for taking these photos (and bearing with my "can you get a close-up of my bag?" x 100000), and I'm going to bully her into putting the photos I took of her onto her new blog asap!

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We missed you, hissed the lovecats.

Indian Cat Sweater: c/o Skip n' Whistle. Leather skirt: £13.50, Topshop. Anna £76.50. Bracelet: gift, Marc by Marc Jacobs. Necklaces: vintage, elsie belle, and grace face boutique. Ears: cat's own.

When I lived in Halls in first year, one of my flatmates commented on how I always "dressed up" for uni. I'd never really noticed until then that the general uniform of the lecture theatre consists of jeans and a t-shirt with trainers or ballet slippers, and I suppose, in comparison, I was making a bit of an effort. I think over the years I've naturally collated a wardrobe that consists of separates that are basic enough to pair bleary-eyed without even thinking, and I've found myself grabbing this Skip N' Whistle sweatshirt quite a lot recently to keep me warm as possible while the skies threaten snow. And it has cats dressed as indians on it, which I think is enough to convince anyone to ditch the denim. I'm also sporting my (ridiculously overpriced and I definitely shouldn't have bought them) shoes that I've been eyeing up in Topshop for months since seeing them on Amy's blog a while ago. Like what happens every time I buy a new pair, they're The One, and I think it's going to get pretty serious guys.

But, more importantly, here's my plan for tonight. Come at me, chicken.

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There's a red house over yonder, that's where my baby stays.

Kate Moss t-shirt: £15, Red Nose Day at TK Maxx. Joni Jeans: £30, Topshop. Owl socks: £3, Topshop. Satchel: Stylistpick. Bethany boots: c/o Stylistpick. Bracelet: gift, Marc by Marc Jacobs.

Any excuse to pull faces at the camera, eh? Listening to Grimmy's breakfast show extravaganza this morning (who else heard Kate Moss' dramatic reading of "Fifty Shades of Grey?") meant that it was finally time to crack out the Red Nose Day t-shirt that's been patiently waiting in my wardrobe for well over a month. Obviously I'll be rocking it tomorrow night as my flatmate and I spend the evening in front of the telly, but it got a quick airing on the way to the Quarter's deli, and there are plenty of failed photos of me about to jump/just landed that I may compile into an outtakes post one day... Still, I had to get The Face on My Front (um...), although the Beatles offering was just as tempting, and I've uploaded my photo to the TK Maxx app, as they're donating an extra quid for everyone who does - bonus!

Obviously, the only way to accessorise a Red Nose Day outfit is with the very colour it's adopted. Funnily enough, both my bag and "What do you mean I'm not Edie Sedgwick?" heels are from Stylistpick, but I couldn't help but round it off with a pair of novelty socks, which I have somehow managed to curate a whole drawer of. Because, quite frankly, every pair of socks needs to have an animal of some kind on it.

But, for now, I'll leave you with a Sergeant Peppers lambanana and the most amazing peanut butter cookie cups we made last night. If only I had a whole drawer full of those...

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Still she sits, young while the earth is old.

Two-tone blouse: c/o Mina UK. Jeans: Cheap Monday. Leopard print boots: £27, Topshop. Charm necklace: gift, Schmuk UK. Black bracelet: gift (from Harriet!), Marc by Marc Jacobs. Lip polish: Topshop Rhubarb.

First things first, happy new year! I celebrated by heading a few stops along the DLR to a friend's (there may be an outfit post if I can bear to put that playsuit on again, I did wear it for about eighteen hours straight, after all, so would you really want to see that?), and deciding that sleep wasn't worth it. The amount of times I've considered creating a blog based upon my adventures is numerous, but I think they're best left as anecdotes to be told on special occasions. 

On one of the rainier days of the year gone by, I headed off to the Tate Britain for the first time (I know, I know) to see the Pre-Raphaelite exhibition. Named "Victorian Avant-Garde", the collection promised to display the works of the Brotherhood thematically, documenting the movement through its various stages, from medievalism to the first Aesthetes. Ignoring all the notes I made for my dissertation (s i x d a y s), my ticket let me pour over Millais' "Ophelia", and I finally got to be in the same room as Rossetti's "Lady Lilith", which is one of my favourite paintings of all time. Weighed down with postcards and the accompanying book, I was certainly one happy lady stood soggy on the Victoria line.

To think, the above two paragraphs are describing the same person...

xxx

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