I got the Christmas tag from Bethanygraceo of Curious Claptrap! And I love Christmas, I love snow, I love presents... Definitely my favourite time of the year. I just decorated - and if you read my Halloween post you'll know decorating is not my strong point. But hey I try and I still think that should give me some points ;)
Christmassy outfit eh?
The adventures of Kat - a childrens librarian with a love for novelty prints, dresses and cats.
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Wednesday, 12 November 2014
Poppy Love 2 - Keeping it clean
This dress is - if possible - even more amazing than the forest dress I wore in this post. The model is the same (you can also read about fit and comfort in the other post) but this print and colour is just to die for. Boyfriend is getting into photography and photo editing and I let him play with the photos (he also took them) since it was a really gray day and lighting was rather poor. So the dress is slightly more vibrant than in real life. I was actually more into the brown one but I'm so happy I ended up with this!
Dress: Poppy England
Dress: Poppy England
Tights: What Katie Did
Shoes: Modcloth
Frost earrings: Old from eBay (similar)
Velvet hairbow: Old from H&M (similar)
Pearls: Gift from my sister
Sunday, 9 November 2014
You've been gone a year today.
Dear Mike
The wait was the worst. From S. knocked on my door, crying, asking me to call the police. I thought she'd been attacked. Then she said it. "I think Mike has comitted suicide" and from that sentence it was real. My brain went numb. I didn't cry. I just dialled the three numbers you hope you never have to. They needed so much information. The police came. We showed them pictures. The note. The affects you'd left in S's mailbox. We knew. But they had to confirm it. That happened an hour later. You were gone. You had peace. Then I cried. Then the calls. The police deals with the family. But you had a lot of friends.
The wait was the worst. From S. knocked on my door, crying, asking me to call the police. I thought she'd been attacked. Then she said it. "I think Mike has comitted suicide" and from that sentence it was real. My brain went numb. I didn't cry. I just dialled the three numbers you hope you never have to. They needed so much information. The police came. We showed them pictures. The note. The affects you'd left in S's mailbox. We knew. But they had to confirm it. That happened an hour later. You were gone. You had peace. Then I cried. Then the calls. The police deals with the family. But you had a lot of friends.
Saturday, 1 November 2014
Halloweeee!!!
I'm sure some annoying coaching type would say that you should be happy in your own skin and to be yourself...yeah blah blah blah! I LOVE dressing up! I love any excuse to be someone else for a night. It's fun being in someone elses shoes. Case closed. Go away, annoying coaching type person.
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