Thoughts on Blogging...



Hey lovelies. I've just got home from a blogging event and well, I felt rather chatty! In the past week I've been doing something that's half crazy and half Carrie Bradshaw by dictating blog posts in my mind to myself, which I used to do years ago. For example, I'd be in a shop and see something I liked and would start mentally drafting a blog post. If I ever have something amazing to tell my friends, such as a terribly funny date, I usually imagine the conversation in my mind while I'm on the train to work or putting my makeup on. I hope that doesn't sound insane but a sequence of recent events has got my blogging buzz going again. It could be a combination of loving so many bloggers and vloggers at the moment and also coming to the conclusion that, even though fame and fortune through blogging has never been my aim, I still feel the best blogs are not always the ones with fancy bells and whistles in the form of marble backgrounds and soft-focus flowers, but also the ones that showcase the ins and outs of a life of normal habits and happenings. That said, I love attending cool events and sharing items on my blog that I would never have the chance to explore otherwise, but I do reflect on the 'good old days' of blogging where it was all about a life untouched by the internet's spinning wheel.

So what is even happening in my life? Sometimes I feel quite disgusted in myself that I have the audacity to even indulge myself in a length of time typing purely about myself, but this blog was set out to be a diary rather than a platform of elegance and luxury. As the eve of nine year stint as a blogger approaches, I've found myself sitting on the side lines, not quite joining in with the others in the playground but feeling intrigued enough to watch shyly on. I love blogging because I do have that natural urge to create, share and log things, as my many lists in my Notes app would reveal, but I don't feel any natural urge to thrust myself out there and charge forward. My blog has always had a 'you come to me' attitude, which also applies to my approach to dating, as I feel if you are not here reading, you are really doing something much more important. However I understand that that is no way for anybody to stumble across my pages on the internet and have chance to like what they read. The ultimate gain from blogging is resonating with like-minded people and is not about a like from someone you don't know, but receiving interesting feedback and connecting your thoughts with others. I can't be a blogger that showcases the news of what's 'out there' though as I only have chance to offer what's right here inside my head, unless maybe this was a full time job to report on new products, trends and labels. I also can't show you an edited, unblemished version of my life as I do not make beautiful breakfasts or haul five shades of the same lipstick. But being the sponge that I am, I take a few tips from here and read a few posts over there, and soon find myself trying that smoothie recipe on a Saturday morning or arranging my favourite lipsticks into a perspex stand, just because.

So I don't know where I sit in the blogging world but arguably it wouldn't be anywhere but where I'm sitting right now. I don't have the hours available to cultivate something aesthetically stunning here, but I also do have a lot of time for Flying Saucer and want to show you the things I am trialling or loving, and get involved with the lovely blogger community. I used to release any and every thought I had onto my blog, but nowadays I wonder if it's just best kept in my head and not needed on the internet for all or no one to see. But as long as I pay my 15 dollars to Typepad every month (yes I've been doing that for nine years - you do the math, I'm an idiot), I'll happily type away here, and hopefully soon it will be a clear mirror of what my life is all about at the moment, even though that is a scary thought. I'll keep working on my photography and poses, and remain here not to force myself upon you, but in a quiet corner of the blogging world where you can find me still typing away, nine years later.

teen dreams


I'm just coming to the end of my diary and will probably hit Paperchase for a new one, but it's still full of random to-do lists with endless ideas. I love lists! Especially when reading magazines and browsing blogs, I always jot down things to look up and find when I've got a spare minute. I might get a Filofax as Gala Darling makes them sound amazing! One thing I've been meaning to do for a while is subscribe to some teen magazines. Maybe before I didn't have the funds to throw on things that I didn't actually need but I don't subscribe to any magazines at all, even if it's better value! I got my Mom a Glamour subscription for Mother's Day so they're sorted when I'm at home but there hasn't been any great freebie subscription gifts with Elle in the past months to persuade me, despite me buying it every month anyway. In fact I'm a bit fed up with the past few issues as they're getting a bit predictable and there's not a huge amount of content? I appreciate the high quality over quantity but I do like magazines like Glamour and Look that keep throwing pieces and articles at you.

But the reason I bought Bliss, Sugar and Shout yesterday was because I'd love to work at a teen magazine, it's my dream job! One reason is because I'm definitely a bit more youthful for my age? I would say young for my age but I don't think you can say that at 20, it's not like I'm going around acting like a 17 year old by partying in parks instead of clubs! But my birthday is right at the end of the school year so I've always been one of the very youngest in the class, and especially when I got to Uni, I realised there are lots of girls who just seem to be a bit more mature? Many people at uni are quite affluent and at 18, a large majority of girls already wore designer makeup and went for cocktails, and probably wouldn't touch my sailor dresses and Hello Kitty swag with a bargepole!

Also I was OBSESSED with magazines when I was a teenager. The internet only really came into homes when I was about 16, so from the age of 11 to 15, magazines were the only source of information and gossip about anything! Other than my five best friends at school and all the other girls in my class, there was no other access to different girls or boys. I'd go home from school, watch teens in Byker Grove or Grange Hill, and that was it. As I went to a girl's school, I didn't know any boys, and developed a crush on all of my friend's brothers at least once! Even shops were simply a sales room of clothes rather than providing the diverse offering that they do now. So in the  early noughties, if you were a young teen, there wasn't a lot on offer! If you had a fashion interest, you could only satisfy it with magazines or books. There's no interaction with teens across the country and the only way I could see what other girl's lives were like and the things they were doing and the problems they had were through magazines! If you are a teen reading this, could you survive if the internet shut down completely? So I devoured magazines and regarded them like bibles each month. If there was a fashion spread, it as your only source of fashion, so I would follow it religiously and know that it was the absolute only fashion out there. You and your friends grow up together so you learn things at the same time, and as I am the oldest of four, I didn't have any older role models. Teen 'zines were my role models! I still can only read 'young adult' books now too because I loaned out almost the whole bookcase in the library over time and really don't like today's adult chick lit, which is always man-obsessed and the characters work in an office. I used to hit the beauty section too, which compromised of some naff DIY beauty recipe books. In fact I just remembered that the library was the only place with internet and I used to go after school and play games! It was the only thing to do online back then.

Everybody in my year at Uni has just graduated, as there are hundreds of girls on my course and in my Uni school, but only about ten did the study abroad year. I d0n't know why so many decide not to go live in another country, no strings attached, but I suppose it's not for everyone. Still you can't ignore all the statistics on graduate jobs and just because you have a degree, it doesn't mean you're qualified. If I'm graduating at the same time with hundreds of girls (and a few guys) next year from my course who are all applying for the same jobs, you have to imagine ways you can offer more. I'd love to work at a teen magazine and it was a teen dream come true when I was featured Bliss magazine last year, but how can I hope to be hired by people if I have nothing to offer apart from a certificate and completed exams? Sure I loved teen magazines and remember all my favourite features and articles, especially since once I'd read the month's issue, I'd have nothing else to read so poured over old issues! But I converted to Glamour and More when I was about 16 and went to college, so I am not clued up on the teen magazine world now. America has Nylon and Teen Vogue, which is a but more fashion based, but British teenagers do not need to aspire to designer clothes because the high street here is amazing! Not that it isn't in America, Forever 21 is coming over here soon! But Topshop set the majority of fashion trends here.

So I picked up the best magazines and studied up! I might subscribe to just one or maybe pick up a couple with the best freebies each month, as you really do get a lot! Sugar comes with a Barry M lipgloss that smells SO good and two liners, and you can eat the lollipop while reading! The only things that have changed are the prices and that all three magazines are much thinner than when I used to buy them. I love the embarrassing moments and real life stories! And of course they are all Twilight, Bieber and Disney OBSESSED!! Luckily my sister is a Twihard fan and has a humongous Edward poster so I can give all the freebies and booklets to her. Don't even ask why she has a mannequin in her room, it was originally for an Art project and is called Pauline as it's from my Nan's friend Pauline, who has a shop called er, Pauline! Now we put her in front of the webcam and go on Chat Roulette, waving her plastic arm haha!

Do you know your dream job? It took me years and years to decide on one thing I'd aspire to do and I get lots of emails from girls who feel confused and crowded by options. Don't worry if you have no idea, take all opportunities given and take the challenging but rewarding road!

H! look at me!

Picture me rushing down crammed Oxford Street on one of the hottest days of the year, hair shoved in what earlier resembled a bun (not a cool Scandinavian top knot but a attempt at any style that satisfied getting hair out of the way), crumpled t-shirt, and makeup, what makeup? That sweated off hours ago! Is this any way to go to a press event? Probably not, but oh well. I don't go to many press things as you know I don't live in London and I'm not quite sure people like to read about them? But I was invited to an event at Debenhams and, as I used to work there aiding the nation's bust, I have a little soft spot for the store. I've just started working in another high street store for the summer and the manager who interviewed me had managed in Debs before and said, 'I know if you can do the lingerie section at Debenhams over Christmas, you can do anything!' But I had been doing all the things that make up an internship during the day of the event and really I have a blog, not a modeling contract! It probably was worse not to have ate since 1pm so by 7 I definitely passed on the champagne!


The event was for the current and future H! by Henry Holland collections, where I suppose Debenhams are being quite kind as most other high street x designer collabs have you camping outside the store at 4am. The sad thing is I'm not sure the target market frequents Debenhams as much as Primark or Topshop, and I suppose events like this are meant to change that. My camera wouldn't have made much of a dent so I only snapped one photo, but there were two full racks to browse. It was mostly school inspired stuff like blazers with checked lining, random prints like giraffe leggings, and mismatching patterns like a colourful playsuit. We were kindly told there we could generously take home two things and, like when you have just been paid or have been gifted store vouchers, you have no idea what to choose! 

Everyone on earth now seems firmly addicted to maxi dresses and nearly all the bloggers at the event made a beeline for this dress. I have a mental radar warning me automatically against grey as it washes out my skin-tone. As much as I'd love to try grey jersey and studs and ripped tees, it just doesn't suit me. But as time went by chatting to the bloggers there, my future trend radar started warming up and I know khaki is going to be huge in Autumn. Army prints have been popping up in unexpected places and as trends are always in cycles, I'm starting to wish I still had all my Spice Girsl-esque army print stuff from the '90s, especially a mini backpack with one of those push fastenings. The smaller sizes had been snagged but you could put your name down for the next batch, so I've been eagerly awaiting this dress in the post. My house number was a little mixed up on the package but somehow the postman must know what house a Selina lives in; most probably because he has to lug my packages down the road all the time! Sorry Postie!


This dress could be quite the miracle dress, but I don't do it justice, I do it too much justice! I'm not tooting my own horn, let me explain. There are definite design skills here because the black vertical seams of the dress as already sewn in a curved shape, and the ties at the waist are adjustable, so it gives you an hourglass automatically. The green section gives the illusion that that's the main silhouette of the front of your body, making you appear slimmer. And somehow it's flattering on my tiny bust as there's the separate grey section, and if you notice it slopes down underneath, creating a fuller illusion, and there are strong-looking straps to make it appear there is something worth supporting! It doesn't attract attention to what's missing and gives a balanced look. Yet some bloggers, after taking one look and saying 'there's no way my boobs will fit in that dress', tried it on and loved it! The straps are adjustable so that might help, but this would also make the dress a bit shorter or longer if needed, and it even has a slit up to just below the knee, letting you move and flash your ankles, oh my!

The problem is this dress is too flattering! I live in the second biggest city in England and I could not walk around in this dress, even in flats. I would not take a photo from the side in the dress as I've said many times, I'm very bootylicious, and the close cut and the lines of this dress enhance that dramatically. I'm already hourglass-y so the dress is less casual and more hello boys. I've had some trouble with maxis so far because the close cut ones suit me the best as fuller ones that hang from the bust would make mine look smaller and make me look bottom heavy, so they have to show my waist but also go back in at the bottom or I'd look like I had a small top half and big bottom half. So I'm afraid even in London, people (well, men) have leaned out cars to make remarks, and especially where I live in Birmingham, aka chav and general 'lad' haven, you generally can't walk around without looks, calls, and comments anyway. I've addressed this before on my blog and at least in London you have the freedom of everyone being super busy and commuting around constantly, so you don't notice one person or spend much time thinking about them as you genuinely pass thousands each day. But when I'm innocently argan oil shopping on my local high street and some guys are waiting at the bus stop (with a pram too!), you're probably one of the very few girls aged between 16 and 25 that they'll see, and if you have something that's unexpected, you are going to hear a purposely loud 'look at the arse' remark. 

It's a catch 22 situation that one of your, or at least one of my, natural and enforced daily aims is to be attractive. Not necessarily to every eye or to the 'norm', but I have to satisfy my own degree of attractiveness. I guess everyone has a level when they go out that determines whether they think 'today I feel a bit minging as I crashed at a friends after that 3am take-away' or think 'today I'm wearing my new top and feeling great!'. When I go out [Edit- as in to a club] I do wear body con dresses because I want to attract guys. It gets a bit tiresome if you get those annoying comments in clubs still, or if people take photos of you or literally assault you, which has happened to me because of my derrière, but you can hope for the proportion of people who will say I like her figure, wonder what her personality is like? So my point is, during the daytime I'm not on the pull and despite it being great if people think you look nice, I don't have an interest in attracting any unwanted attention. The solution is to fold the dress up until autumn and wear a thigh skimming jacket, or preferably my Monki hoodie with furry pom pom ties!

Despite my rant, this dress would be amazing on girls who want to enhance their whole figure, as the dress does wonders on every size it seems. Remember us bloggers are of course real ladies of all shapes and sizes, and I'm guessing at least half walked away from the event with this dress. I was going to exercise my new found sustainable habits and come away with just the one item, but I spotted the dress below and it had my sister's name all over it. Well it has flowers all over it and not 'Chloe', but anything with a bustier top is amazing on her. I took this dress away on the day but it's taken me weeks just to track her down and get a pic as even when I snapped this, her friends were in the garden on pre-lash (read: getting drunk before going out). With siblings aged 19, 17 and 15, my house is like a youth club and I can't even spend a day in my pyjamas on my computer without teenagers raiding the fridge and getting up to no good. I can say this because I'm 21 in a month and officially a grown up, gosh!


The maxi dress isn't out yet but this dress has been reduced in the Debenhams sale from £38 to £11.40?! And my sister has a fabulous but balanced figure with one of the largest bra sizes, and she says the cups are fine. Maybe Mr Holland worked his designing tricks with it too?


In true blogger style, I must say a shout out and a hiii to the people I met at the event, who were Natalie (and her friend!) from Canned Fashion, Fiona from SOS! Save Our Shoes, Reena from Fashion Daydreams, and then for the first time I met Amy from Wolf Whistle, Carina from Carina 100, Kirsty from Belle Fantaisie, and Dina from She Loves Mixtapes. Dina gave me some lovely feedback on my blog and she looked absolutely divine, the sort of outfit I might have to go up to someone and say wow, you look fantastic!

Also, what do you guys think of blogging about press events? If you don't have a blog but certainly read blogs, do you honestly like to read those posts?

You Don't Need To Be Fashionable

Coming from the middle of nowhere (kind of) in Sweden to one of the fashion capitals of the world, aka London, it's a bit overwhelming in terms of fashion. Going from nearly a year of just going to a few classes or the supermarket and then maybe popping into the one H&M, to helping out at a major fashion desk and travelling around London each day means I don't have the routine or wardrobe to deal with it. The routine I settled into in Sweden made me feel guilty over every purchase (which resulted in £80 overweight baggage fees anyway!) and I only needed to dress warmly anyway. The Uni I went to was far more fashion orientated than the Textiles school in Manchester, mostly because my course there is more retail based. My classes in Sweden were very small though and were all international students, who had a range of styles but only the Asian students really followed fashion and dressed uniquely. It was really cool to visit the canteen each day at the 10am coffee break, as classes always ran 8.30 - 12, and see a sudden sea of tall, blonde girls in all black with over-sized circle scarfs and lace up boots.

Now I'm almost back to the routine when I was in Manchester where I had to go to lectures every day, but in London while I'm interning I have to go to work each day, and that's a different kettle of fish. I don't live here so I had to bring a week's worth of clothes with me, and on the first day I had no clue what to wear! I planned out loads of outfits but didn't know if it would be a more formal environment or if everyone would be walking around in sky-high, designer heels. In the end I wore my newest thing, but that's a different post, and over the week had to hit Oxford Street to stock up on skirts and flats. Half my tasks are packing and posting out samples, and there was even an exciting (for me!) visit to the 'cage', which holds loooads of bags from every shop you could think of full of samples ready to be sent back. So a little dress and heels isn't appropriate when you're moving and sorting through bags full of shoes or rummaging through a cupboard full of lookbooks, and it's more about getting the job done well than sitting pretty.

But a month like this is what I've always dreamed about; waking up in London and travelling to work in fashion with people who love fashion too. Sweden was a different time but when I'm in the UK mostly at Uni or home in Birmingham, I'll buy new stuff all the time. The reality is I could go to lectures in a hoodie and uggs, but I dress up each day, or at least where 'nice' clothes. About once a week I'll have one of these days where you really think about your outfit and wear something maybe new or part of a future trend or something a bit different. Then you kind of think, well who am I trying to impress? I dress for myself, but say if I'm wearing a £30 foundation each day, is that a waste of money if I'm just going to a lecture?

If there was any time to invest in clothes and makeup, it's when you're working at a top publication or company (if only for a short time!). When you're faced with dressing for a certain occasion or time though, you can get really overwhelmed by your wardrobe and think what am I going to wear?!?!? Especially when it's over a series of days or weeks, it's a chance for everything in your wardrobe to get a wearing. But I get 'dresser's block' and set out in the the morning wearing things I like, but I tend to be quite meticulous and can pick out fine points to doubt myself.

I feel very lucky to be doing work experience where I am and walk out of the building thinking 'wow,  just spent a day there!' There is nothing more fun than sitting in the canteen and hearing people around you dictating articles that thousands of people will read, or hearing a buzz across the office when there's a sudden election announcement. It's really cool when the people at the fashion desk start having a conversation about Sex and the City or discuss a magazine cover; it's so cool to reinforce that people who work in fashion aren't scarily discussing obscure labels and designer friends, although they work damn hard! I love living in London for a bit and getting the bus or tube around, as there's so many faces and places that it doesn't matter what you wear as no one has time or the need to judge you. In my local high street at home, people may pass about ten girls around my age a day, but in London there are thousands and if you see someone wearing a different outfit, you just assume they have a place to go to where that outfit is damn cool and they could be very important.

So if I'm in a place where anything goes, and the people at work have incredible fashion knowledge and appreciation, it's a time to wear whatever you want and have no second thoughts. You should wear what you want all the time, but for me it's more about the thing I'm doing that day, and the fact that I don't normally need to look fabulous if I'm going to a lecture and then to Lidl! It's not sustainable and I don't have the time to wear and choose incredible outfits every day, and of course I don't have the funds to spend on loads of on-trend, amazing clothes constantly. I am only a student after all!

That's why it's really hard to choose what to wear because I'm could essentially wear whatever I want, this is my time to shine, forget the inhibitions! But honestly, I don't need to. If I look around right now (I'm writing this in some spare time at work, FYI today I opened all the post and called high street stores for samples, so cool!), the fashion desk are of course all dressed amazingly. But it's not about wearing Anna Dello Russo or André Leon Talley outfits each day just because you can, it's essentially about wearing what suits you and what you feel best in. Well I would probably feel pretty good strutting around in Miu Miu swallow print everything right now but at work, you dress to get the job done. And really, you have nothing to prove. I always think that if I ever bumped into a reader on a normal day, they would be pretty disappointed as I don't wear heels and fierce outfits everyday like some bloggers. I'm not a daily outfit post blogger because I don't feel right and, like I said, I don't have the time or funds to strut around just to get a coffee and make my outfit incredible in loads of ways. In fact the stares would bug me after five minutes. At first I felt a bit rubbish that I was wearing skirts, tights and tops to work that I felt didn't particularly make people look at me and think 'wow, I bet she has a cool fashion job or at least is really fashionable.' Sometimes on the tube, as this is London, you get to see amazingly dressed girls and guys who just have cool style, and in a Snog, Marry, Avoid way (but totally different!), you couldn't imagine them not having that style as their whole look is cool. I don't think I'm one of those people, although I do always have certain outfits at every point in the year that are my super outfits that I'll wear to a press day or an event, because I've indulged my love of fashion and bought something I think is really cool. They're the outfits that really come together and you love to wear, do you have those?

It's almost impossible to wear those outfits every day, at least for me, so sometimes I beat myself up a bit about not being eternally fantastic and inspiring. But you don't need to be! You don't need to prove it, and you can have a huge love of fashion without having to be 'fashionable' yourself. If you love sports and are a sports expert, you don't need to be an amazing player, or if you are a music producer it doesn't mean you have to be able to play anything or sing. Like the women who wear trainers with their posh suits on the tube while they travel, you essentially need to get from A to B, and you could write an amazing fashion piece, yet sit at your desk in jeans and a tee. Like the ladies here, most likely amazing jeans and a lovely tee, but still nothing that screams out 'I'm so fashionable, you have to look!'.

There's no burning need to make people aware that you love fashion and I'm trying to remind myself not to feel bad if nobody would take a second glance at my outfit today, especially not in London, because I'm wearing things I like and trends that I feel great in. You could argue that the people out there who just look constantly amazing are more 'fashionable' as they have that edge and that natural talent to put together a whole look and effortlessly keep up to date with trends, yet embrace their own style (this is my dream to be!), but style and fashion are different things and you don't need to turn heads to love fashion. I put a lot of pressure on myself to try my best to make people at work think I was good because I looked the part, but straight away realised you prove yourself through your actions and not necessarily your appearance. I would like to say I dress purely for myself all the time but I am only 20 and probably don't have that total self awareness or confidence. Also when working or studying, isn't it impossible to change or adapt your style just a little? I look at some bloggers and know they would dress really amazingly in their stuff every day, but maybe as a 'normal' girl or a British girl, I feel normal in the fact that I don't always command attention with fabulous outfits and would choose not to wear something because it wasn't right for the occassion. sky-high designer heels to lectures? Ain't gonna happen!

Maybe we're too hard on ourselves (or maybe it's just me) as fashion is a measure of culture and wealth and everything that psychologically puts pressure on us as a human being. I was just in Pret for lunch and the cashier guy was like, 'Are you a model?? Ah you have that look!' and I was like huh? If realistically I'd got a picture of Abbey Lee and then myself and compared them, obviously I am not a model, but I cheekily said 'I do work in fashion!' (even though officially I don't work here or anything!), and he said 'ah I knew it, the compliment is true, see!' It might have been because he was an older Italian guy (and Italian guys love the red heads), but today I was only wearing my long flared jeans with wedges and a stripy top, and I would never be on a street style site. So it could be the measures we set ourselves against. I aspire to be like the people on street style sites and if I don't think an outfit would be featured on one, I don't think it is 'good enough' Can you ever be good enough in your mind? Maybe in those 'favourite outfits' that I usually have one of at a time, but no every day.

Finding your personal style is the hardest task and once you do that you won't feel the need to buy into every trend. When you look at fashion week, most people who work in fashion are dressed lovely yet comfortably, as they have nothing to prove, they've earned their job title. And once you totally satisfy your own tastes and ideas of the best trends out there, you will be the most fashionable person you know.

the curse of the body-con dress

A few years ago people didn't wear body-con or bandage dresses to clubs. There just wasn't the trend for simple or patterned pieces of stretchy cotton, or the more advanced versions with embellishments and cut outs. The high street just didn't sell the skirts or dresses. Now check out any high street store and they have every sort of stretchy piece you could wish for, from stripes to florals to abstract patterns. And go to a club and the majority of girls are in body-con with cute tights or worn with bare legs. I think we've reached the point of no return, like skinny jeans, where you can't imagine it ever going out of style since you realised they're the most flattering thing ever.

My forays in body-con started when I was an innocent fresher and I bought the American Apparel U-Neck Dress in purple, as shown here in my Uni halls in 2008, and woah did it change my wardrobe forever! Maybe before I actually was, but I'd always considered myself to be a boyish shape as I was skinny and had a very small bust. I couldn't see past this but in a body-con dress somehow I found I was very hourglass with enough junk in the trunk for people to come up and tell me all the time and hey, still the small boobs. I realised that the American Apparel models always have this figure and found the cut of their dresses, from the neckline to the sleeve length to the total length, were perfect for me! So I got a black one too and soon the long sleeved black version and then original pink version, and I wear them constantly!

During a debate in a global economy class last week, a German girl was arguing her point and said, "Take American Apparel, they say they're ethical but their clothes are such terrible quality," and I was like I've had dresses from there that have lasted over two years and are still in great condition, and she said, "Well you must not know anything about quality then." I did think wow, no need to be mean and personal, but I mostly felt quite defensive of my body-con saviors. I've tried other shops since and own a number of other body-con numbers, for example the Motel Matilda leopard dress above that I originally got on ASOS. I always end up buying a new body-con dress when I feel in the need of a new night-out outfit, but they never make the grade and my AA dresses stay in heavy rotation. Motel would be second in my preferable BC (body-con!) brands as I've got another one of the 3/4 sleeved dresses with white roses, and they're much more forgiving! I certainly don't want a Don't Show-cha Your Chocha moment so I'll always be wearing tights with them; in fact most of the photos I took before I went out on Thursday night made the dress seem much shorter than it is, so apologies that this one is slightly blurry! I also wore Topshop bow print tights. I can never buy BC dresses from Topshop though because they just don't fit! The Topshop 'girl' seems to have a fuller bust and less hips and ass than me so I don't buy from there very often at all. H&M's versions aren't small enough in the waist and the necklines aren't cut as rounded as the AA version.

The thing is though now, I can't not wear a body-con dress out. Sometimes when I don't fancy wearing something that shows my body that much, I'll change it up and wear my tiny blue I'm Your Present playsuit, but even then that's very short!  But I'm under the curse of body-con now, and I wonder if other girls feel the same? It feels like there's no point in wearing any other style of dress as I don't look nice. When you go on a night out, it's a chance to go all out and you want to leave the house looking your optimum and leaving no stone unturned. If I forget perfume or don't have time to put on false lashes it really bugs me, like the night is not as good as it could have been. When I feel good about myself, I'm much more comfortable, so have a much better time. If I don't wear a body-con dress that is a good cut for me, I feel I'm not doing myself any justice. In a sea of hundreds of girls at the club, I'm not showing my best assets or looking nice at all. Me going out in a flared skirt is almost like me going out in a plunging top; there's no point! I wouldn't wear something that doesn't suit my body shape so should I wear something that doesn't accentuate it? I'm certainly not saying you must always flaunt yourself around as I wear whatever I like during the day whether it looks 'attractive' or not, but when I go out I want to look as fabulous and attractive as possible. I am single so that does partially come into it; I want to project my true self out there and by wearing a body-con dress I'm saying hello, this is me! If someone talks to me I feel they like the parts of myself that I like best, so I am more confident.

So body-con is really the only way I can accentuate my hourglass and I feel I'm tied to them because nothing else has the same effect! I used to wear seriously padded or gel bras to balance out my top half a bit but since putting on a bit more womanly weight than when I was 19, I've filled out a bit more so can throw away those bras! I'm also not saying I am Hotty McHot when I wear these dresses, in fact I've perfected the art of constantly breathing in; especially important when wearing a non-patterned dress of all one colour. BD dresses also tackle the annoyance of tops for me as I never find tops that suit me. My shoulders end up looking very broad if my waist looks smaller and I'm never excited about tops anyway; they always seem like an empty purchase that can be worn once and then not again for a few weeks. So if I feel my Facebook photos have a serious case of déjà vu after the 20th wear of an AA dress, I have the conundrum and confinement of only finding a body-con dress. I could try on a perfectly nice dress in a different style but despite being a nice dress, it wouldn't be nice on me. I wouldn't do it justice and it wouldn't do me justice. Frankly though, I'm wondering if I have to wear stretchy cotton for the rest of my life? And also will I ever find a more flattering dress for myself than the AA long sleeved dress?

I only ever wear my purple AA dress on certain occasions as it solicits many responses from random people on how I do have more junk in the trunk than most, and if a drink is splashed on it by others it's more noticeable because of the colour. I did wear it to a club in Birmingham when I was home but I was really tired that day after a night out in Warwick the night before and the one girl in the group I was going out with was wearing flats. She is my bestie and I don't like towering over her anyway so I wore flats, and it just wasn't the same. With a body-con dress you must go all out and heels make you stand taller and prouder, thus you look better and are more confident in your body that is quite exposed. My sister somehow got lucky with huge boobs that sadly aren't in my genes, and she likes a good body-con dress too (often mine!). But she doesn't like her legs as much and can wear a dress with a flared skirt that highlights her amazingly small waist and great bust, and she'll look fantastic and feel great. It's all about what aspect of yourself makes you most confident. I hope this post isn't taken in any other way than how I mean it, as I hope it's a positive thing if you flaunt your favourite parts of yourself and what you think are your best assets, be it great hair, legs, ass, or even smile, and forgetting your flaws or insecurities, be it hair, legs, ass, or even smile, haha! I could go on for even longer about the parts of myself that are terrible but it's much healthier to focus on things you do like. But I feel by now that I've found my own perfection that is the AA dresses, so I can never find anything better. I would gladly wear them forever more but after two years, it's getting a bit much. Am I stuck in a rut or lucky I've found something I like so much? I made this post because it seems SO many girls out there are turning to body-con dresses for their nights out and I'm wondering if they're under the curse too. Could you part from your body-con dresses?