Time for an acceptance speech…?
My blog has received the “Stylish Blogger” award from two, YES TWO people. I’d like to say thank you to both The Importance of Being Oreo and DEAD STYLISH for nominating me. I’m really touched! The nice thing is that my blog isn’t necessarily a dedicated fashion/style blog - I tend to blog what I like, when I like. The fact that people enjoy that makes me super chuffed.
The award also expects the blogger (that’s me!) to reveal five things about themselves and then nominate five other worthy recipients.
In honour of all things fashion/style-related, my five things are:
- I am addicted to painting my nails. Seriously. Chanel, OPI, China Glaze, Essie, Revlon, Rimmel, Barry M…you name it. I favour reds, purples, navys, blacks, almost blacks and nudes but I have been known to get creative from time to time with an orange or a pink. Today I am wearing OPI’s Black Cherry Chutney. I love it. Especially when it catches the light.
- My most coveted possession at the moment is my faux fur leopard print coat from Topshop. It makes me feel like a glamorous sex kitten and I get lots of compliments on it. I feel especially smug at the fact that it sold out only days after it was launched online. Luckily enough for you, they have new stock in! Cards at the ready ladies.
- Despite having premature arthritis, which renders me useless in heels, I have quite an obsession with them, regardless. The latest addition to my collection is the pair in the post below from Miss Selfridge. Now sold out. Don’t they just scream Christmas?
- I would describe my style as “quirky glamour.” I favour prints - particularly animal. I never wear jeans, due to not finding the perfect pair and general dislike at times. I love 40s fashion, that is my era. My style icon would have to be someone like Marilyn Monroe, Dita Von Teese or Christina Hendricks - women who can work their curves.
- It baffles me why certain stores - Topshop, River Island, Zara, Miss Selfridge, to name but a few - (and designers, but Jesus that’s a given) cut their noses off to spite their faces when it comes to plus size fashion. Not a fan of that term by the way. As a size 16/18 (I was blessed
cursedwith a generous dollop of tits and ass) it always comes as a great disappointment to find a gorgeous dress, for sake of an example, only to discover it only has one size 16, which belongs to the pushy bitch who got there just before you. Are you that embarrassed to have us curvy girls wear your labels? Or do we just not exist in the fashion world?
My nominees are:
The Importance of Being Oreo
DEAD STYLISH
Because I genuinely would have nominated them anyway.
And:
Karen Anita
The Importance of Staying Sane
Hayley-Ann
I Heart Fashion
This Is No Bridget Jones
