Jean Genie

My first pair of jeans were from Tammy and had star patches dotted sporadically up the legs; you obviously couldn't get much cooler than me. I had quite the collection, yet when I started sixth form I just... stopped. Perhaps because it was a boys' school (girls were allowed to join in year twelve, I promise I haven't been holding back vital information!), but I went from Converse and skinnies, to heels and skirts, without looking back.
Then, of course, I see my girl crushes wearing them, and everything changes - I'm blaming Alexa.
One of the more affordable stockists of bright coloured women's jeans is Bank. I tend to go there for going out clothes (I have a pleather dress that makes me feel like Daisy Lowe), but their daywear is pretty versatile too. They stock loads of brands (my favourites are Reverse, Lipsy and Dr. Martens) and sell menswear too - perfect for knitwear! Luckily they have stores in both Liverpool and Essex (i.e. Lakeside, home to Joey Essex), as well as other locations around the country.


Here are some outfits I created using my main gal pals for inspiration:


Alexa in Williamsburg
Photo from Daily Alexa Chung

Blonde & Blonde at Bank cranberry jeans, New Look satchel, Wal G at Bank striped top, and Margaret Howell sandals.

Edie in Chelsea

Photo by Viktor Vauthier

Ribbon at Bank patterned trousers, Glamorous at Bank blouse, Dr. Martens at Bank heeled boots, and Topshop trilby.

Cara in Central London
Photo from FYCD

Heaven Sent at Bank stone coloured trousers, Sass & Bide embroidered jacket, Adidas Originals at Bank cardigan, and Missguided boots.

This post is written in partnership with Bank, but all words and views expressed are my own.

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Mulberry Coloured Mulberry Hair

I never attempt to try a hair "do", I'm far too lazy and decide that as long as my parting's straight then I'm good to go. However, the tagline of 'wild school girl living in a forest' called to me, so I had a go at recreating Sam McKnight's look for the Mulberry AW12 show that I saw on their blog. Thankfully it's meant to look a little bit messy!

And a quick hopefully-not-too-gushy thank you to Tesco for putting a little photo of me on their blog, I shouldn't be in the same section as loads of my favourites! Just so you know, the jelly beans went down a treat. Making banana bread tonight - excited. And this is why I shall never be a model, aha.

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London Fashion Day

Collared tee: £18, American Apparel. Pleated skirt: 99p, ebay. Cardigan: £63, Carven. Bag: £4, charity shop. Burger charm: Luella. Dirty boots: £60, Topshop. Belt: 20p, charity shop. Socks: gift, Topshop.
Outfit photos kindly taken by Ashley!

I'd been planning to go home for my friend's birthday this weekend just gone for the past couple of months. Serendipitously, London Fashion Week occurred simultaneously, so I registered (for the first time ever!) to attend. When I arrived at home just before midnight on Thursday, I was lucky enough to have two envelopes which I hadn't expected: tickets to Bora Aksu and Orla Kiely.

Dressed like a perverted schoolgirl (all credit for that title goes to my friend Sabby), I managed to get to Somerset House via only one broken down train. A complete novice, I found Michelle and Elodie in the queue for Bora Aksu, and we were soon joined by Hannah and Ashley. The third photo is of the show (I'll let everyone else's photos do the clothes justice, I was still rabbit in headlights at this point), illustrating how vast it is. If I was nervous, I dread to think how those tiny models felt walking into the sea of cameras. Outside, we bumped into Olivia, Jazmine, et al., before checking out the exhibition. To end my day (the others stayed for much longer, I went to meet a friend for caffeine), we went upstairs to the Portico Room, which had been transformed into a 1920s style dance for the Orla Kiely presentation - complete with band! The atmosphere was so carefully built, with guests sat at circular tables lining the room, sipping on champagne and devouring nibbling mini victoria sponges. The models as they doing the waltz to swing classics under the golden glitter ball couldn't help but lead me to want the cream, burgundy and mustard hues of the Autumn Winter collection. (I'm choosing not to mention completely fangirling when I said hello to Leith Clark, I prevented further embarrassment by just admiring Orla Kiely herself from afar).

This is a horribly word-heavy account of my day, despite attempting to be concise. To make up for it, I'll be getting the disposable camera I lugged around with me all day developed as soon as possible. A little film "exclusive" for you, as I'm pretty sure every single other person there had a DSLR (and a Mulberry bag!) over their shoulder. 

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