This week I should have bought washing powder. Instead ..

I picked up this little number in the New Look sale. It comes from one of their concession brands called Cameo Rose which is highly embarrassing, but it was only £10 so I'm willing to forgive myself for dressing from a label that sounds like something Avril Lavigne farted out.

On New Year's Eve I layered it up with:

• a Topshop black crop tee, boots and waterfall cardigan.
• Superdrug corsage necklace,
• New Look skull chain belt and
• H&M bug ring and jacket which I hate and thought I'd thrown out. Instead, I'd thrown out one of my favourites. That, good people is the definition of a LEMON and why I don't deserve nice things. 

Also do we need to have a grown up conversation about excessive fringing? It's bloody impractical. Being drunk and trying to have a wee in this thing was kind of traumatic. I'm going to start taking hair bands out with me so I can plait my dangliest clothes in times of need. It was however super fun to swoosh about in. Here's an out-take for your viewing pleasure.

What a babe.