The Wearever: SEQUINS & FLUFF

Sequins & Fluff by sophia2a featuring Yves Saint Laurent

I don't want to over saturate the blog with Polyvores but it really is too addictive - plus my incessant cravings to shop, shop, SHOP, are *slightly* pacified by this virtual 'lets play dress-up' portal. And it really does satisfy my long forgotten collage-obsessed teenage self of yore.

Killer shoes by Sophia Webster, but then again with a name like Sophia her shoes were always going to be stellar… I see shoes as my kryptonite. Sometimes I catch myself wishing for extra feet, so that I could wear more shoes at one time, but then I realise that this is in fact weird and I need to get a grip - or get a slightly healthier addiction (like smelling magic markers), before I get dangerously close to foot fetish territory! (Side note: My penchant for all things fluffy is still rife. See my earlier mentions of all things furry here.)

I'm also thinking that some form of leather-like trouser needs to supplant my staple black jeans. Hmmm… Why is it that Christmas always makes me want to shop for myself. Evidently the first thing I need to invest in is a new moral compass, because mine has obviously gone askew.

Anyone that knows me knows that I love a sequin. Not quite to the extent of the cast of 'Strictly Come Dancing' but not far off. Sequins for day, sequins for night; the only place that I won't do a sequin (weird phrasing there I know but YOLO) is at the gym. I like to sweat without being blinded by the shimmery glare of myself; plus the probability of being mistaken for a disco ball is too high for my ego to take.

A good ol' statement bag finishes off the look because, well, I said so. And I'm also feeling purple lips at the moment. I've yet to try it out but in theory it seems like a good idea. I'm thinking that during a night of Christmas merriment would be a good time to give it a go. Beer goggles make people far more receptive to new things - as I'm sure the statistics of alcohol poisoning and unprotected one-night-stands exemplifies.

Now all I need is an occasion to wear this well executed ensemble. Oh and the bank balance to afford it...