One of the things I love most about being at university somewhere far from home is the visits from friends and showing them round a city I can call my own. I’m lucky to have friends in other universities too so I can escape for a nice little city break every now and then.
Party season is officially upon us as the month of sparkles, surprises and Santa has arrived. The countdown for Christmas has begun (whether the Scrooges out there like it or not) and I’m super excited to finish this term of uni, get my last minute shopping done and spend the rest of December drinking too much prosecco, eating too much buffet food and catching up with friends and family. Winter clothes are either snuggly warm or shimmery and glam and I’ve picked out my best finds of both to get through chilly days and fancy nights in the run up to the best day of the year.
My love for the colour red only seems to increase. Each season I discover new ways to wear it and come across the most amazing statement item that really defines my personal ‘style’ at that time. The other day someone told me that red is my ‘colour’ and that was kind of an exact summary of the way I feel about it – I don’t think there’s ever been a stage where I’ve been comfortable enough to pull of a certain shade without questioning it, and certainly never one I’ve loved wearing so much.
I am the worst person for saving money. EVER. Ask anyone close to me and they’ll confirm that my best intentions of putting money aside are unintentionally but inevitably swayed by McDonalds, trips to the pub, last minute nights out and, of course, a good old shopping spree. I’ve tried so many tactics that I’ve lost count (I even have a wish jar which are seemingly impossible to get into without breaking, but I’ve mastered the art of tempting any loose change out with a pair of tweezers…) and the little spur of the moment things always win me over before I can reach the end goal.
Now the depths of autumn have set in, it’s time to get serious about winter style (and Christmas preparations). For me, once Halloween and bonfire night are over, the countdown has officially begun and the magic of shopping, decorating and traditions hang in the air. The dark nights signify cosy, festive evenings and as long as I’m wrapped up warm I love walking home to my flat past the sparkly shops with that cold, November feel getting me all excited! I’ve already willingly let Bublé back into my life to sooth me from uni stress with Christmas cheer, started scouting presents for friends and family and written my list to Santa – here’s a peek at what’s on it…
Halloween has always been the source of great excitement for me – from carving pumpkins with my Dad and getting dressed up to go trick-or-treating with my brother and sister, I’ve looked forward to it every year since I was little. Growing up I’d eagerly anticipate our annual trip to Asda to buy decorations and ponder what costume I would wear, stocking up on cherryade and sweets. Halloween parties have been my favourite way to celebrate for as long as I can remember (last year we threw a particularly cool one at our uni house with a live band) and dressing up becomes a little challenge for me. This time around I aimed to recreate Eleven from Stranger Things – you can see how I got on by checking out my Instagram!
This post is a lil’ different to my usual pre-planned, location-driven, countless photos to choose from instalments on the blog, but I wanted to share these photos nonetheless. My incredible Mum held her sixtieth birthday party on the weekend, and the theme was sixties; an era that already shapes many of my style choices and one that will forever inspire me with colours, designs and spirit. After too much deliberation (there are so many cool icons I would have loved to dress as) Jack and I were encouraged by one of our favourite films, Legend, to go as Reggie Kray and his wife Frances (although Jack actually ended up being Ron so he could wear the glasses…).