Monday blues is a real thing. Especially when it is cold and wet and typically Cape Tonian. BOO.
Luckily for us, we are able to layer up and shnoggle under our blankets in our warm houses so maybe we shouldn’t complain so much. And luckier still, winter brings with it a whole set of fabulous fashion. Winter dressing is my absolute faaaaaaave – it is so chic and much better for hiding unwanted kilos under ponchos, chunky knits and oversized coats.
I did a post a while back on winter trends and have made my loathsome attitude towards tartan quite clear. But I am a sensible woman and quite open to change, so when I went home to the bay of dismay in April and Mamma Mich walked us through Edgars; a delightfully tartan shirt jumped out at me for its ability to wrap around my waist and make me look more hardcore (and skinnier) than I really am. Of course, Mich wasn’t too impressed with the fact that I wanted this shirt purely to wear tied around my waist; but after explaining to/convincing her that it was an accessory like any other (a handbag, a necklace, a belt if you will), she caved. And now I own a tartan shirt that I wear pretty much once a week and revel in its thug-life projections.
Lately I have been trying to take this whole blogging thing a bit more seriously and I know that that generally means outfit posts. Now don’t get me wrong; I love a selfie just like any other girl (or boy) and have become pretty damm decent at them. I have even Instagrammed some outfits here and there to showcase some of my favourite choices. But put me in front of a camera when someone else is taking the photo and requires me to pose? HELLS TO THE NO SISTA. More than that, it seems that most of the bloggers I follow have reels of new clothes every week which makes doing outfit posts quiiiiiiite a bit easier than me who is trying to save every cent for my upcoming trip and so have nothing new or exciting. You’re just gonna have to deal with that, suckas.
Basically, I am useless. But I am a woman of the people and I gotta keep the fans happy. So here we go, my attempt at showcasing my outfit in the least awkward way possible with Nika acting as my photographer while pretending to be Russian tourists in The Company’s Garden so that no one would realize how utterly ridiculous we are. (I think they figured it out when I mocked the America’s Next Top Model jumping pose by being a fully-fledged physical retard).
Sometimes a trend isn’t everything you imagined and sometimes a trend that you hated becomes a part of your regular wardrobe in a way that you never expected. Incorporating something you’re still testing in a small, subtle way is the best approach when it comes to figuring it out. If you go all out on something that’s not quite right (yet), you’ll end up overwhelming your senses and your understanding of the aesthetic will be jaded.
Shoes: Destoyers from a little boutique in Ronda, Spain
**PS: my shoes cost me 15 Euros when I was on the hunt for real Timberlands, which would have set me back a casual 220 Euros instead (shame). I am EXTREMELY proud of that purchase.
Jeans: Joni Jeans from Topshop (South Africa). The first and only pair of jeans I am obsessed with and that actually fit me properly. They’re a serious investment.
Tartan Shirt: Edgars
Black Vest: Cotton On
Leather Jacket: Edgars
Springbok Bag: Taylor Covington Online
Gold Watch: Truworths (trust me, I was surprised as you are).
Thank you to my beautiful best friend, Nika, for taking these pictures and teaching me how to pose. Unfortunately I am not a very fast learner in this department (you can lead a horse to water kind of situation). You are my favourite, little princess.
This is how the jump is supposed to look:
And this is how I looked. Absolute idiot. Shame.
Happy Monday little beauties. Go try something new.
Until next time xxx