Pinot Malibu Barbie

It has taken me 5 days and 2 pinot nights out to recover from last weekend and here's why...

Last Friday night was drinks in Liverpool Street with Claire and Rachel. I literally belong in a bar next to the Gerkin eyeing up city boys and drinking wine. To partake in said event I wore my absolute favourite vintage dress . It's from Rokit and I am head over heels for it. It's the right amount of preppy with a mix of pilgrim. Preppy pilgrim in you like.

During the evening I had a slight senior moment when talking of my plans for the rest of the year. I had to ask Claire what 'those moon parties are called in Thailand' because I would quite like to do one for my 30th! I'm not sure after having to ask said question if I should be allowed entry. Who ordered the OAP because she is well past her sell by date. 

Saturday saw another celebration day for my Mum's birthday. The Saturday before had been at The Oxo Tower dahling. Yeah, I know how to luncheon. The 2nd round took us to the Ivy and then to see The Mousetrap for a bit of who dunnit. Agatha my dear you may not of been the best writer in the world but you certainly knew how to crete intrigue. The mouse got proper caught. N.B. My great use of language! Hypercritical of me perhaps but effective all the same.

My evening did not stop there. Once all rodents had been seen to I ventured to Oxford Street for a 30th birthday. On arrival I said the immortal words 'I'm def getting the tube home at 11 tonight. I'm exhausted'. Fast forward a few pivots and malbourgh lights and oh yes I'm still in Aqua at kicking out time of 1am. The drinking did continue though thereafter with a final head rest at 4am! I did ALL this in a barbie pink vintage dress from Traid and aqua blue shoes from Dune. Here I am looking like Pinot barbie. All I need now is Ken, my barbie jeep and miles of Malibu beach. Like totally!

This week has been tiring but I've still managed a lovely catch up and dinner with my ultimate bestie Becki and after work drinks with my favourite party girl and BFF Gen. Its my duty to Pinot to keep on going. We wouldn't want a slum in sales now would we.

This weekend I'm off to the races for a birthday celebration and here is a sneak preview of what I'm planning to wear.  Will update with any going on's in next weeks blog. One last note before I depart and get some much needed beauty sleep...the sun finally put his hat on and said hip hip hooray...I say Pims, Pinot and Prosecco all in the month of May.

Until we meet again xxx

2 is the magic number!

I love Thursday nights mostly because it means it'll be Friday in the morning but also because the trains are so much emptier. Londoners are out having a pre-weekend drink and I thank them for it because it means I get a seat on the train(s). In that same breath however I do wonder if at 29 I should be out having that same drink and not sat on a (less) busier train with other commuters.....mmmm maybe next week!

 My age is going to run as a theme in today's post, not because I think 29 is old, more that I feel that 30 is ever approaching and there is still loads to be done before my age loses the '2'. Many questions enter my head on a daily basis. Some of them go a bit like this. Should I get a boyfriend now that partying has replaced any kind of loving in my life? Then that is rather presumptuous of me, I don't even know if I could even get one. Also those who know we well know I'm not conventional, I like to be unique, different and basically not the same so surely getting a boyfriend would go against my beliefs and if you don't have your beliefs you don't have nuffink!!. Having said that if Don Draper walked into the same bar I was drinking Pinot in and told me I had to marry him I would not disobey him. Hmmm I wonder if they sell boyfriends in Rokit?

 Fashion is at a all time low today. As the week moves on my fashionability moves backwards so definitely no photo today. Call me Mr Raider call Mr Wrong call me insane call me Mr Vain cause I know what I want....and it's not to show you all how bad my fashion is today. I like to share with you my favourite vintage pieces mixed with high street not head to toe 'I was tried so I shoved this on'. Come back though this weekend because I have some proper winners to show you in the shape of some very vintage and fabulous dresses.

Until next time xxx

You should probably just call me Hugh Grant

It's been a few days since I posted and that's mainly because I have been considerably lazy enjoying my week off work. I did however in the days since my last post go to the Hardy-Field wedding in Bicester. It was a perfect day. I cried, I laughed, I danced, I drank a lot of wine and I was literally the LAST person to leave the wedding! You should never ever be the last person to leave the party unless you share the same surname as an actress named Kiera! The bride was quite simply born to be a bride and took my breath away when she walked down the aisle, the groom gave an amazing heart felt speech which made tears roll down my face and the bridesmaids looked like 1950's Hollywood starlets. The rain held off and although it was a little cold it didn't matter because most of us remembered our alcohol jackets. You've got to love a wine windbreaker!

I wore a blue vintage maxi dress from Rokit, a vintage gold belt and a Lulu Guinness charm necklace all worn with my new blonde locks. I'm now 3 weddings down with 2 more to go. The next wedding is in 4 weeks time when Winner's gets married and I'll have a new accessory to go with my vintage dress for that special day!

I've just finished watching 'The Iron Lady' and love her or hate her Margaret Thatcher was an incredibly strong women who like me has a passion for pearls, and in my book that means she rocks.

Tomorrow I'm back at work and have a serious case of the blues. Although the thought of commuting again feels me with fear it does mean that I can get my vintage on again and how I have missed it so. There are only so many ways you can wear leggings and a t-shirt. I need to get my fashion face back on.

Until tomorrow xxx

A beautiful rainy day

There is nothing better in life than when the weekdays belong to you and only you. These days come few and far between but when they arrive they are quite simply glorious. I'm on a week off from work and could not be happier. The feeling of waking upon a Wednesday morning and not having to get on 4 trains to work is better than finding that amazing vintage dress or the sound of a empty glass of wine being filled from a nice cold bottle of pinot or when you were at school and you found out the boy you fancied likes you too. I'm not sure if you've got this yet but I am loving having a time off work. Its not because I'm lazy or work shy its more to do with working in a faced past environment that just tires me out and I'm no spring chicken any more, I'm just a chicken who needs rest and relaxation, although not in a barn, this chicken is free-range.

Not only has this time of allowed me some much needed 'me' time it has also allowed me to recover from the Price-McAloon wedding that took place on Sunday 29th April in the not so sunny Shipton Mallet in Somerset. Oooh Arrr! All I can say is this.....it was the most amazing, beautiful wedding. I enjoyed every second, from the Hugh Grant moment of sprinting to the church in my heels because one false turn in the car had left us lost and late to the rustic Narnia named hotel room I inhabited for the night to the wonderful speeches from Father to Groom to Best Man to the wine and champagne that went down so so well to the late night drinks with ALL the ushers and just me to the beautiful, beautiful bride and the made for each other Mr & Mrs Price. Such a wonderful perfect day. Please can you do it again!

I wore to the wedding a blue floral vintage dress I had bought it the good old Sue Ryder charity shop in Reading for no more than £30. The dress received some pretty amazing compliments for which it is greatly appreciative of. It now of course is in serious need of a dry clean after its party like behaviour. It had a great time though!

The weather this week really needs to start being pro-active and must try harder in the sunshine stakes. Its the lovely Laura Hardy's wedding on Friday and we need sunshine like I need a lottery win...right now and like totally yesterday. Please Mr Sunshine put on hat and come out to play.

One last thing, and I think important, is that I am now officially blonde. I would love to show you a photo of my goldilocks but unfortunately this isn't possible today because its a weary Wednesday and my face looks like it belongs to someone else. Tomorrow I should look more human like and will be able to post a picture of said hair and vintage outfit. I don't think today's leggings and old t-shirt qualifies for style.

Until tomorrow xxx