Threads and Tatters

Salut les gars! This week has been a total distress... Sigh and breathe.

"Pourquoi?"

Thanks for asking. Here's why:

Firstly I have been experiencing itchy eyes. Grrr. I'm sure this has lingered on after that vile cold I battled with a few weeks ago. Anyhow, my eyes have been in all sorts of discomfort which has meant little makeup and therefore a not so pretty face everytime I greet myself dans le miroir. Not good for an already grumpy disposition.

Secondly my mood has been sickeningly bad. I have been tearing up over the slightest thing, have had not a drop of motivation (note: If you've liked me on Facebook you may have noticed increased activity on my page; a result of little work.) It feels as though a dark cloud is stalking me. LEAVE MOI ALONE!

Gosh. Thankfully I seem to have found the catalyst for my general foulness; the pill. Do you remember a while back I ranted about changing my contraceptive pill for something simpler? (For a reminder see: Let's talk about sex). I was set upon trying out the coil until I came across a selection of horror stories that turned me right off. So, I've been using other *methods until last Sunday when I decided to go back to the (almost) daily capsule. I am sure that this is the culprit, 5 days may seem quick for such a mood swing, but whether it is or isn't in a psychosomatic way my mood has lifted somewhat, cheers to that.

Recent Rips

Following on this exasperating theme it seems that it is not just moi that has been taking a beating, my damn clothes have been feeling the strain aussi.

Exhibit A

Over the festivites I ate a shed load which resulted in a tear in my beloved Cheap Monday Jeans. They were fresh out the tumble dryer, I pulled them up by the belt straps... Et volia a rip.

Exhibit B

Cooking up a storm for my man, pulled a knife out a drawer, dashed over to get a chopping bored et... Ah non, the button had trapped itself and ripped right off, leaving my Acne Cardi with a button-less hole!

Holey Moley

Nothing new but I can't let go.

I've had this striped Topshop sweater since 2002 and just love it, however, the fabric under the arms has had enough. I still wear it occasionally, keeping my arms firmly by my side.

This cashmere jumper was given to me my French grandad, it's so easy to wear regardless the tear.

Whoa, this vintage Leopard Cardi was my first NY purchase. Admittedly it's a tight squeeze... I have sowed it up a number of times, only for it to rip with gestures. This last rip occurred during the making of my latest video with my niece: Leopard Lifestyle.

A Primark cashmere jumper that shrunk too kid size and then grew holes. This top is beyond tiny, however, it still has its uses layered over dresses.

Buttonless

How fun is this vintage white and gold jacket? I got this from Beacon's Closet and have worn it loads, however about a year ago two buttons fell off. I have bought replacements but not got round to sewing... Totes boresville.

The same tale with this $10 Salvation Army bargain. The buttons dropped off one by one and I have been on the hunt to buy new ones that work, so far no joy. The result of this is the my dear friend has stayed hung up all through the cold months.

I am going to visit my granny in France next month and I am hoping that she won't mind helping a girl out with a stitch or two.

Note: I used photobooth on my lappy today which is why the pics are not of a fab quality, I quite like them though, they have a slightly seedy edge, which is quite fun for a change. Through this process the application (?) went a bit nuts at one point and flicked to another background, so I had a play...

xoxo