Spaced Out

As you've probably noticed, there's been a considerable amount of space-themed items creeping around the shops lately - I'm not complaining, I always thought my love for high school Physics lessons would come in handy one day (plus, the Uranus jokes never get old). As much as I am loving the clothes, the jewellery sector has been lacking a bit, which is why I am grateful to the Tumblr Gods for sending these angels my way.

I never thought NASA could have such finesse.

Just Plain Ugg-ly?

As the last remaining autumn leaves are settling on pavements, scarves are being wrapped tighter, noses are becoming runnier, and wearing three pairs of socks to work is finally sounding like a good idea. As much as I’d love to call this time of year ‘winter’, being a permanent resident of London can make it rather difficult to identify the transitions between the seasons (think snow in April, 27 degree heat in October). Either way, temperatures are dropping all around the world, which can only mean one particular item of clothing that seems to exist in everybody’s wardrobe is slowly making its way back on the streets...the dreaded Ugg boot.

Fruity Couture

So a couple of weeks back, I was doing standard Friday night Facebook stalking (yes, I am aware that this inclines I have no life), and my eye was drawn to a little advert in the right hand corner for Birdcage Creative. A massive fan of all things sparkly, my inner magpie started flashing, soI clicked the neat little square and am proud to say that I haven't looked back since (I also didn't get any viruses in the process, woop).

These Boots Are Made For...Ouch

Like many 20-something city girls, I love a good night on the town. By that, I don’t mean getting ridiculously rat-arsed and trawl the streets of London with a kebab in one hand and destroyed heels in the other (although let’s face it, we’ve all been there). Nowadays when I go out, all I need is some music, a bit of floor, and I’m loving life. However, one thing has continuously bugged me since I (legally) began setting foot in clubs and bars – bloody high heels.