Sofa spud

Day 84:

No shoes

Who needs shoes when you're on the sofa all day catching up on Britains Next Top Model. 

Footwear will return tomorrow. 

In the meantime I think I need these in my life....

BFF's

Day 83:

Not wearing any shoes, by me. 

It's cold in London and by rights I should still be by the pool in the Bahamas drinking Bloody Mary's. Instead I've been on the sofa suffering with a cold. My cure has been to eat sandwiches and watch tv, probably my favourite pastime. 

I'm now dreaming on June when I'm off to Benidorm for my fabulous Aunty's birthday so I can wear bare legs and peep toe shoes again accessoried with a vintage dress, naturally. 

Due to me not wearing any shoes today lets make day 83 a dream shoe day. 

Sophia Webster is my best friend. 

Carbs on carbs

Day 82:

Embellished sandals from Zara. 

It's going home day today (saddest of faces) so I thought it best to wear something jazzy on the way home. Plus I haven't worn these for years so they deserve a day out. 

After a week of eating carbs with a side of carbs and an extra portion of carbs I'll be going nil by mouth as soon as the clock strikes midnight on Sunday night. No point in starting at the weekend. I need some marmite on toast. 

Farewell to the Bahamas, you've been fabulous if not a little American. I think they were only 3 of us in the whole of the resort that were British and that was me, mum and my uncle. Keeping it Pembroke/Knightley at all times. 

See you on British soil. 

Feeling fruity

Day 81:

Cartoon print heels. 

These heels have been part of the vast collection for some time. I call them my fun shoes because they are fun. 

They're a perfect height which means I can wear them to work in the summer and out on the weekends. Perfect summer shoe. Well done cartoon shoe. 

Worn this evening on what is our last night in the Bahamas (sad face) with a white dress and crazy fruit carton bag. I've also got slightly red legs and a burnt forehead, nothing that a white wine won't cure. 

Dear Mr Dolcis

Day 80:

White peep toe heels from Dolcis

These are absolutely ancient and have become somewhat of an institution amongst my friends. I used to have them in black too but I think they went to shoe heaven after falling apart. The white ones have survived although they look like they been through a number of wars along the way. They've been re-souled quite a few times and the inner souls are completely ruined. I love them though and I wear them almost every day in the summer. I think even if the heels fall off I'll find a way to fix them. If I were a drunk shoe I would be this one; a bit vintage looking but completely and utterly ruined. 

If I could buy these again I would buy 10 pairs but alas Dolcis is no more. If they are I would beg for them to make these again. Dear Mr Dolcis...

Mary Mary Bloody Mary

Day 79:

Gold sandals 

The sun is still shining her in paradise. 

Shoes worn today with vintage swimming costume, a Bloody Mary in hand and the loyal top knot. 

Sunny side up

Day 78:

Cath Kidson flip flops. 

3rd day in The Bahamas and the sun has got his hat on!!!! It's been hot hot hot. I've even sunbathed (not the face though). It's been glorious.

I have though eaten my body weight in food over the last 3 days so much so that I don't think I'll need to eat for the rest of this year. I enjoy an all inclusive holiday my thighs, tummy, hips and even arms would beg to differ. Might need to inform BA that my body has doubled in size and I'll be needing a whole row just for my hips. Nil by mouth as soon as I hit British soil. If you see me with anything other than lettuce call the police. 

I do

Day 77:

Pool sliders from Topshop

Second day in the Bahamas and the weather has marginally improved. We have moved from the lobby to outside. Currently sat by the pool drinking wine. What else is there to do? 

About 30 minutes ago I got a marriage proposal from the barman. Naturally I said yes because let's face it I'm 33 and the only boyfriend I have is my imaginary one. Mum's fine with it because she's also fallen in love, his name is Gorden and he loves tonic. I'm just glad it's not that bloke called Jack who she used to knock about with. When Mum and Mr Daniels get together it is pure carnage. They don't sell Jack Daniels in the Bahamas do they??!! 

Marilyn Monroe moment

Day 76 (day 1 in the Bahamas):

Gold trim pool sliders from ASOS

So here I am in The Bahamas staying on Paradise island. One of 700 islands that makes up the Bahamas (only around 28 are inhabited). Paradise island lives up to its name because it's beautiful. The sun is out but so is the wind, it's pretty much gale force. So windy in fact that whilst walking down to the beach my skirt (front at back) blew up showing one very surprised man all and sundry. His face told a thousand words and none of those words looked complementary. Poor man he looked more horrified than me. 

After that somewhat embarrassing moment there was only only thing for it. Rum punch. The measures here are Irish so I'm pretty happy. Who needs a sun tan anyway?! 

Pearly whites

Day 75:

White cut out shoe boots from Boohoo

As you can see these have hardly been worn. They are so stark I need sunglasses to look at them. They need a county walk pronto. Someone show them some mud, rain and general wear and tear. I need them scuffed up. They'll get picked on for being brand new. Save the cut out boots. 

Worn with the same vintage dress as yesterday (shhh don't tell anyone) it's major comfy so perfect for a God knows long plane journey to the Bahamas. Did I mention I'm going to the Bahamas? No? Oh I'm going to the Bahamas!!!! He he 

What a 'Carrie' on

Day 74:

Gold trim heels from ASOS

These are a version of Carrie's shoes in the opening scene of the first Sex and The City film so I had to have them. When I grow up I will be Carrie Bradshaw. Carrie's are considerably more expensive but if she can wear them then I can wear the high street version. 

They are worn today with a newly highlighted blonde barnet, red vintage sweater dress and an early night. The Bahamas is calling and I'm picking up the phone at 5am tomorrow! Going on holiday is such hard work....

These boots are made for walking

Day 73:

Boots from Dune. 

Everyone needs a pair of flat knee high boots. If you don't have any go forth and buy. They suited my day perfectly. A trip to Canterbury for lunch with a very dear friend and her lovely lovely children and dinner in Paddington with my bestie. Perfection of a day. 

These are simply warn with freezing cold weather. Brrrrr

Open the Dior

Day 72 (my 33rd birthday) 

Christian Diors heels. 

I bought these in the Harrods sale back in January 2008. They are the most expensive shoes I own which is why they are sharing my 33rd birthday. 

I'm wearing them with a vintage dress, Italian wine and good food. If Dior did birthdays it would look like today. Thank you to my wonderful mother for the best birthday ever. It was perfect and I even got home for Silent Wirness!!

This entry is for my Mum. Without her I wouldn't me be. 

Postage stamp

Day 71:

Navy blue vintage heels. 

Today I became an official grown up because I went to see a mortgage broker. Yes ladies and gents I'm ready to buy bricks and mortar. This kind of grown up behaviour requires a vintage dress and lady like heels. 

I think though I'll need to buy 2 flats one for me and one for my shoes. Heels with a postcode, that's how I roll. 

Tea in the afternoon

Day 70:

Peep toe shoe boots from Primark

I think these were free from my Primark buying days. Got to love a freebie. The only benefit of working in fashion. It's certainly not the money that keeps me in the industry. Luckily I like peanuts because that's all I get paid. 

Boots worn with Autumnal stripe vintage dress, a few wines and a tummy full of Fortnum & Mason afternoon tea. 

Oldies but goodies

Day 69:

River Island cut out heels 

These are golden oldies and need to be worn a lot more. Worn tonight with a lace vintage maxi dress, fur coat and a very cold glass of wine. Bliss. 

Happy weekend 

Body snatcher.

Day 68:

Black slip on trainers from Topshop

Today I went to work in the most casual outfit I have ever warn. I mean I wore trainers to work...trainers. I think the best thing to do is never speak of this again, particularly as I wore said shoes with jeans and a white sweatshirt! I know what you're thinking, who I am and what have I done with Laura Knightley. I can promise you it won't happen again. Just please don't tell anyone. 

Plain Jane

Day 67:

Mary Janes; Kate Moss 1st Topshop Collection 

These are at the top. Part of the elite. Out of the whole collection these reign supreme. The don of heels. 

Worn with a vintage 80's dress and a glass of trebbiano, my new favourite wine.  

Happy heely the weekend 

If men were shoes

Day 66:

Wedges from Forever 21

Yes it's the return of Wedgenesday. 

I somewhat cautiously put these wedges on this morning after the last time I wore wedges. Luckily I didn't end up face down on the pavement this time. That was both painful and embarrassing! 

These are much easier to walk in and are therefore much kinder to my poor feet I believe the pair I fell over in are in fact all my ex-boyfriends reincarnated into a hideous pair of shoes. Get rid. My feet deserve way better. 

Record player

Day 66:

River Island boots 

Guess what? I've had these for ages. Going to wear them again. Broken record. In fact the record is shattered. Must wear my shoes more often. Must throw some out. Blah blah blah. Boring. Keeping them all is much more fun. 

Oh guess what again? Today I didn't food cheat. No donuts were consumed in the making of this day. No chocolate ether. I have 4 fun sized Bounty bars in my desk drawer. They call my name each day but I ignore them because my hips don't like them and I don't cause an argument, that would just be awkward. 

However as they are bite size AND they are leftover from Christmas they probably don't count. Plus, a bit like Christmas decorations, I'm sure it's bad luck to leave any Christmas bought chocolates and being half Irish I can't have bad luck. Hello Bounty chocolates. 

How jammy

Day 65:

T-bar heels from Topshop

These are extremely old and as you can see have hardly been worn. They nearly got chucked out a year ago but I decided to save them.

Obviously clean eating started again today and lasted fairly well...until around 10.40 when raspberry jam donuts joined the formal tops and dresses teams. I was in a vulnerable situation when I was offered one. I had only eaten half my granola (I got bored of it) and had my teeth out (aka Invislign braces) so all the right elements for a lovely sugary donut. I enjoyed it and didn't regret it one bit, even though I had to run 35 mins to burn it off. Still don't care, it was so yum and very raspberry jammy. 

Better luck tomorrow. 

No show

Day 64:

No shoes from me. 

As we say at work in AB/BAA trade when there's nothing to present..'nothing to show'. When you're sat on the sofa for most of the day you don't need shoes. However before you right me off as a lazy so and so I did run 5 miles in the morning and you've already seen my trainers!

As there aren't of my own shoes to show I'll post some from Nicolas Kirkward that I would love to own. 

FYI my birthday is 8 days.

Club foot

Day 63:

Studded clog type heels. Forever 21, bought in L.A

Had these a while. I bought them when I was in L.A visiting my lovely friend Vic who still resides in America with her lovely brood and hubby. I saw them and to have them. They look a bit like club feet but its all about the 70's so club feet are all the rage! 

Worn with the now famous vintage maxi dress and a day of food of wine with my fabulous Mum. What Saturday's are made of. Happy weekend. 

SJP rules

Day 62:

Mono heels. Source Unknown (basically forgotten) 

These were bought on a holiday in Europe somewhere. They look very Eurotrash but I don't care coz I love 'em. I think Sarah Jessica Parker would wear these. No actually Carrie would wear these. Both are my style icons. I want to be either one of them when I grow up. Should probably stop eating chips first then I'll look like her too! Note to self eat lettuce in February (January is a right off)

These heels are worn with a Friday night outfit and a large glass of Friday night outness. Me and the mono's are out out!!!

Chanelo

Day 61:

Chanel ballet pumps. 

Before you ask yes these are real. However they are 2nd hand, I'm not made of money. If only I was though. I'd have ears made of £5 notes and my legs would be £50 notes coz they are quite big. My arms of course tenners. The rest of me £20 notes. I would of course own a money tree. 

Day 4 of 'clean' eating included a nandos. Chicken is healthy. I did run 6k so the chips and pitta didn't even happen. I should probably be a nutritionist. 

Magic key

Day 60:

Block heels from Clarks

These are the first pair of Clarks shoes I've had since I was at Primary school and then it was all about the magic key shoes. 

Day 3 of clean eating comprised of bread, food I vowed to never eat again. However when the clock stikes midday nothing can come between me and a sandwich. My hips say no but my stomach says 'make it a doorstop' and you should always go with your gut. 

Bounty hunter

Day 59:

Stripe heels from Faith 

Those of you who have known me since school and uni may recognise these heels. I used to wear them a lot. I rescued them from the loft a couple of years ago and I'm jolly glad I did. I rather like them. 

Day 2 of the healthy eating went well today. That is if you count two fun size bountys and half a packet of quavers as clean eating. In my defence I needed them. Better luck tomorrow...

Taking a 'leaf' out of a diet book.

Day 58:

Green heels with blue polka dots from Topshop

I had these since forever and have barely worn them. After today though I'm not going to neglect them any longer. Poor little polka dot heels. 

Today these were worn with tired back to work eyes and a very hungry tummy. Day 1 of the healthy eating plan began this morning and I've never been so hungry. Damn green eating, it 'leaves' me hungry. 

Double vintage

I'm Day 57:

Black and purple vintage heels. 

I went to The Woseley this morning for breakfast and thought that in itself meant it was vintage heels o'clock. Although these heels are a little too small for me I thought I'd give them a day out for being so patient. They've been under my bed for years. Poor heels. They had a great time at breakfast, here there are on the Art Deco floor. Cue the charleston. 

Baggage

Day 56:

Ugg boots 

After 2 days of wine I needed a day of rest and that means Ugg boots. I'm wearing them with un-brushed hair, no make up and a huge headache, commonly known as a hangover. 

Goodnight one and all, my eyes are tired and are carrying more bags than a overpacked pack horse. It's not a good look. 

Mud slide

Day 55:

Hunter wellies 

These weren't part of the original census but I'm including them as of now so there. 

I'm wearing my Hunter's as we went for a jolly old walk across the Suffolk countyside. I was of course not properly attired. The Hunter's were teamed with the trusty Joni high waisted jeans a vintage white beaded top and vintage fur coat. Basically if Chanel did county walks I could be the advert for it. Karl would have been proud. 

The problem is it might look very glamorous but mixed with a muddy path is quickly becomes vintage fashion roadkill. Luckily I didn't slip over but it came close a few times. Note to self next time there is a mention of a county walk don't grap the vintage fur take the parka. Just make sure there isn't any photographic evidence of you wearing it. Karl would never forgive you. 

Happy 2016 everyone