People call me superstitious, well they better watch their tongue.

Kitted jumper: c/o Next. Pleather dress (worn underneath): £19, Republic. Necklace: gift. Ring: £2.50, Forever 21. Shoes: Stylistpick. Lipstick: Topshop Mischief.

I'd almost forgotten what it felt like to feel my toes, but then the clouds parted and we finally had a little ray of sunshine! Although, admittedly, it's still bloody cold, and a coat was certainly necessary for a quick wander into town. Thankfully my new Next jumper, which I purposefully purchased a few sizes too big, kept me cosy, as I sneaked into Thornton's to pick up a sweet treat for my flatmate.

Exams are over (can I get a hell yeah) so now I'm getting stuck into the reading lists of my final semester's modules. I feel like there's not anything of particular interest to talk of seeing as my life for the past couple of weeks has been spent either waiting for the kettle to boil or under my duvet, but I'm sure I'll have plenty of adventures to share over the next few weeks!

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Light reflects from your shadow.

Wide-brimmed hat: £15, Marks and Spencer. Tartan Scarf: £8, ebay. Sailor coat: £63, Topshop. Ghost jumper: £56, JW Anderson x Topshop. Blouse: Miss Selfridge. Corduroy circle skirt: American Apparel, via ebay. Bag: French Connection. Wellies: Hunter.  Necklace: Urban Outfitters. Creepy face: model's own.

I don't really like snow. I like the idea of it, the stillness in the air, and the blanketed whiteness of the landscape, but, clumsy as I am, the higher likelihood of falling over isn't one I look forward to. Thankfully this year I had some sensible footwear (yes, mum), as I'd won a pair of Hunter wellington boots in Char's giveaway a couple of months ago. They, so far, have helped me stay upright and salvage some amount of dignity that this season otherwise seems intent upon destroying.

Right now, my life would ideally be spent revising for my seventeenth century novel exam on Friday, but I have been led astray a couple of times for friends' birthdays, and have somehow found myself throwing myself on my bed around 3am wondering why I went out without tights on. But I promise I'll be back to reading Sense and Sensibility with a good cup of Yorkshire Tea (brand of choice, just so you're aware) once I've clicked publish.

ps, don't forget about my giveaway.

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You lift my heart up when the rest of me is down.

Green blazer: Glamorous. Scarf: £8, ebay. T-shirt: Topman (old). Embroidered skirt: £14, Primark. Bag: French Connection. Shoes: 50p, Russell and Bromley, via ebay.

Sunday heralded snow for Liverpool. Heedless of this, Clarity and I headed a few stops along the northern line to Crosby, for a wander along the seafront. Normally a destination for summer days, we were certainly very chilly as we headed further up the coast, taking shelter in a pub for a bite to eat, giving us strength for the homewards walk. Crosby's shore is lined with sculptures of iron men looking forlornly across the Irish Sea, a little eerie in the January fog, but a pull for tourists (and students!) nonetheless. Antony Gormley's Another Place was installed to showcase the North's natural beauty, and brought us out to an area of Merseyside that neither of us had ever had the intention of exploring beforehand. Admittedly I hadn't the foresight to wear sensible footwear (well done coco), and they've since left a sandy mess in my bathroom, but Clarity had a good paddle on my behalf! But right now I'm snuggled up on the sofa in our living room with a rather large mug of tea, Amy applying for jobs, me writing articles and designing pages for Ellipsis, feeling a lot warmer, and pretty content before exam stress rears its ugly head.

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