What I Wore || No More Jeans

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I’ve tried to make a conscious effort to wear more dresses and skirts lately. Secretly I’ve tried and failed for ages but I am making some progress. Last weekend I moved most of my jeans to a higher shelf in my wardrobe and moved my shorts and skirts from my dresser into their space. The plan is to see the these and think ‘yeah, I’ll wear that’. That’s the plan. High shelves a.k.a short person repellent

So far I am succeeding at wearing no jeans on the weekends. Baby-steps.

I’m just so used to wearing jeans. I wear them everyday for work, they do have the added benefit that no-one notices if you wear the same pair every day of the week, yeah I do this. A dress is a little more obvious.

These days I just find jeans to be boring. The most excitement my jeans wardrobe has seen over the years is changing from wide legged ‘greebo’ jeans to skinny jeans. I don’t think greebo is a word any more. I’m old. Don’t get me wrong, I still love a nice pair of jeans and I’ll always be a jeans and tee kinda girl. But dammit dresses and skirts are just too cute to resist.

Having this space here does encourage me to wear something other than work-wear, even when I have to work on the weekend. It’s yet to encourage me to get dressed when I’m not going anywhere, maybe one day.

I think I may actually make a new years resolution this year that is actually real.

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Outfit blurb

It was seriously cold out, but it was sunny so we had to make the most of the weather. I put this together with being warm in mind but also still wearing a skirt and dress. The grey top is actually a Topshop jumper dress which I attempted to liven up with an old body-con skirt from Matalan. My Levi’s denim shirt (which I got for a bargain price in the sale last year) I just threw on for more layers and then a coat, and scarf and hat and gloves. Two pairs of tights to round the winter-wear off while also hiding the fact that I am participating in my style of no-shave November. These boots I haven’t worn in ages; I forget how comfortable they are, the heel is just the right height to not make me feet die a painful heel induced death and they are reasonably warm. Bonus.

Any resolution plans yet? Or advice on making the jeans to dresses switch?

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Photo Snapshots || A Weekend Walk

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This Sunday was finally sunny enough for us to go back and check out the grounds of the hospital. It’s nothing special but for several weeks we have both been cramped at work or at home so it was nice to get out in the fresh air for a weekend walk. By fresh, I really mean freezing. It has also rained pretty constant for the past week so the ground was wet and squidgy; we didn’t really think that through and I’ve still to clean the mud off my boots.

Apparently there is also this hut that Kris and a friend found once when they came out here exploring. Apparently.

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We came across the huge tree that was fenced off from everything else. Naturally we jumped the fence (I mean clumsily attempted to climb over without slipping and being impaled). It must have been closed off as the tree looked pretty dead and was probably a health hazard of some kind. There wasn’t any wind so it was clearly safe. We found some cool fungi and some not so cool decomposed and rotting fungi which I stepped in to get pictures of the cool fungi. We also happened across some remnants of a wall which seemed to lead to no where. Still no mystery hut.

We continued to walk around, take some outfit pictures, play a little conker cricket and get more cold. Still no mystery hut.

We headed in the direction of home and there it was, the mystery hut. Not really a hut. I was expecting well, a hut. It was more like a bunker I guess you could say.

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And that was our mini adventure.

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