Watch - Michael Kors
Wednesday, 28 December 2011
Wednesday, 30 November 2011
Here's my new playsuit :)
I don't usually suit playsuits, at all, but I really did love this one and so I ordered it online. It's from Topshop and I've wanted it for ages, but at £35 I could never quite afford to get it. I found it on eBay for £15 + p&p last week and snatched it up real quick! What do you think?
I also bought some boots with my staff discount last week. I loooove them but they seem to stir a love-hate reaction in people. I'm not too sure why 'cos I think they're lovely.
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Tuesday, 8 November 2011
I am so excited that I can't even be bothered to put on a nice top and take this picture properly as an outfit. Literally might pass out from how happy I am right now!
Plus new shoes!
Backstory: Chilling in my room and the door goes. Housemate (who I don't talk to) answers and then closes the door again. I come out of my room 2 minutes later to find my ASOS delivery sitting outside my door. eeeeeeee : )
AND THIS IS THE REASON WHY I HAVE A JOB AND NO LIFE hahaha
Wednesday, 2 November 2011
Friday, 28 October 2011
Tomorrow is Halloween. I'm dressing up as a policewoman (literally look like a strip-o-gram) for a party at my brother in law's clubhouse. I'll post some pictures on Sunday! What are you all going as this weekend or on Monday?
I'm pretty glad I'm not going out out for Halloween cos I'm afraid if I see one person dressed as Amy Winehouse, there will be a fight. With acid involved. With their face.
Saturday, 22 October 2011
It was just the excuse I needed, cos I've been wanting it for ages, I just don't have any money ever.
Fuck it, I'm just not gonna not eat for a couple of weeks.
Skinny tastes better than any food anyway (famous words borrowed from Kate Moss)
I will post a photo of it when it arrives.
My best friend came with me and we window shopped for a while. I tried about a million pairs of shoes on in River Island as I don't get the chance to when I'm at work, as I was trying them on, a man came up to me and asked me if I worked there! I must have the 'River Island/Retail Face'!
So to cheer myself up (after cheering myself up with Nandos) I tried on a watch in Michael Kors. I loved it, but it didn't go with my silver rings as it was a rose gold watch. I moved on. As we passed Beaverbrooks jewellers later that night I saw a very similar watch in the window and went in to try it on. I fell in love.
I am now the proud owner of a Michael Kors rose gold watch.
Surprisingly, when I tried it on in Beaverbrooks, it didn't look so out of place with my silver rings and now I'm completely used to it!
Look how pretty he is! He's really chunky as well, I suit more manly watches as opposed to thin strappy ones. I never usually buy anything gold as I am a silver girl through and through; but there is something very elegant about a rose gold watch and I couldn't resist.
Also, at £210 I had to use my overdraft (BAD HARRIET!) but it was so worth it.
Do any of you guys have watches you're proud of?
Do you like my new purchase?
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Thursday, 6 October 2011
Don't get me wrong - blogging is great. I'd love for 133 billion people to blog, let alone million (although that might make blogs a lot more difficult to sift through.) I am addicted to blogging. I read so many blogs and I read so many magazines and I am finding myself much more regularly leaning toward the opinions of favourite bloggers in my spare time rather than my favourite magazine writers.
However, after all this negativity, this is the point in my post where I may have to contradict myself slightly. The lecturer has just informed us that the creator of 'Coco's Tea Party' has recently graduated from UCA. The website is a huge success. My writing has been compared to hers a couple of times, a huge honour and compliment. Maybe if students are forced into blogging, their true talent comes out unexpectedly.
If there's one thing I want this series of lectures and seminars to teach me, it's to become a more consistent blogger with more interesting ideas. Relevance and originality is something blogging lacks these days, and hopefully my degree course will lead me down the path of how to become a more successful journalist.
Hasta luego lovelies xxx
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After taking a ferry across the bay, from St Maxime to St Tropez, my best friend and I began wandering around ‘the playground of the rich and famous.’ The yachts steeped tall around us as we ventured past the harbour to the bar-lined sea front. In a town famous for elegance, eloquence and of course, star-spotting, we were eager to return to our villa with stories to impress the rest of our party. After a (rather dear) drink in an all-singing, all dancing bar (literally), we went in search for food, which appeared to be scarce in the cobbled, stereotypically French town. Some time later, we found ourselves approaching a pizza vendor. My best friend and I perched on a wall to consume our generously sized slices.
Whilst reminiscing about our day hunting for bargains (a term used lightly in these parts) around the market stalls of St Maxime, we saw a little man running past the yachts… backwards. Holding a camera the size of a small child, he was ferociously attempting to capture an important moment unknown to us. Beyond the bushes we were sitting behind, three figures appeared to be walking towards this little man, who, meanwhile, was stumbling backwards over pocket sized puppies and small confused children. Suddenly, I froze. “Harriet? What’s wrong?” my friend asked, perplexed by my neglect to finish the sentence I had started. I clutched my camera and stood up. My pizza fell (into my bag.) Karl Lagerfeld was standing two metres in front of me. He was looking around, I assume trying to find his misplaced friend. Our eyes met. At least, I can only assume that our eyes met behind those oh-so-famous sunglasses. His hands were adorned in fingerless, cream leather gloves. He wore dark jeans and a light grey blazer, a crisp pale blue and white striped shirt. My camera is no longer in my hand. My friend is no longer by my side. My mouth no longer closed.
Five minutes later my best friend returns with a side profile photograph of one of the greatest fashion designers alive. She seems excited and proud of her success. She asks who he is. I sigh as my bubble is burst and I am brought back to the reality of her basic fashion ignorance.
In the brief moment that Karl and I shared, I have never felt a longing so strong to become a successful fashion journalist, with the possibility of maybe – just maybe – meeting him one day in the professional world. My fate was sealed in that one look.
Sunday, 18 September 2011
On Monday I went for a job interview at River Island and as of Thursday have become a new Sales Advisor :) Tomorrow I start Uni properly, with my first two lectures (in one day - I know :( )
Tonight my housemates and I are having a 'family sunday lunch' (it is 8.20pm and we are yet to eat...), which was of course, my brilliant idea.
I now also realise how hard student life is in terms of money. I'm finding that my weekly budget pretty much goes on food shopping and cigarettes instantly and I have no money to spend on clothes! Plus, my River Island staff discount only comes through after 4 weeks of working there, which is sad times.
Anyway, I better go as I'm being antisocial. I get my timetable tomorrow and will be sure to find a regular slot in my week to regularly blog :) 'cos I miss you all so much!
P.S - Jack Daniels now do BBQ sauce! Woo!
Sunday, 28 August 2011
I got into UCA to study Fashion Journalism :) I'm uber excited but also a little nervous. I will be moving into the house I will be living in for a year on the 8th September and I'm really nervous that I'm not gonna like it. I have been talking to the girl who lives there, she seems really nice, but I haven't met any of the boys that will be living in the house too. (3 boys, 2 girls)
My freshers week starts on the 12th and I'm hoping there will be some people who are less inclined to blow all their student loan on alcohol and instead come shopping with me and spend it on some beautiful things (that cannot be drunk.) I have my eye on quite a lot of things right now as well so I'm excited for my student loan to come through, and to see what I'm left with to blow at the end of the month (yes, I have done a budget don't worry!)
Are any of you going to UCA in september, regardless of course? I'd love to meet some fellow bloggers there next month (just don't add me on Facebook 'til we've met cos I find that really awkward.)
Ooooh I also got my tattoo done :) my sister obviously did it for me and so it looks amazing. In fact, a friend of mine and my mum said that it looks like a transfer 'cos it's so perfect! I think it looks like a rainbow has exploded over my back (and apparently it's the most colourful tattoo Emily thinks she's ever done.) Anyway, take a look and tell me if you like him (his name is Horace.)
I decided to get a hummingbird ages ago, when I was about 16. To me it represents fragility and beauty and how amazing life can be. After this summer it also represents to me the fragility of life and how it can end at any unexpected moment. The cherry blossoms just represent ongoing life (and plus they're really pretty.)
Monday, 25 July 2011
Amy Winehouse changed music. She gave artists who would never have had the courage to perform the inspiration to create their own music, for instance Lady Gaga. She changed so many people's lives. She changed my life. She broke the generic, factory moulded pop music theme that had been occurring for years. She allowed people to be different. She took the shit from the tabloids and the media, she hardly ever complained even though there were daily attacks towards her from the likes of the Sun and the Daily Mail. What are they saying about her now? They're glorifying her. They are acting as though they never meant to write all the stuff they wrote before. Teasing her, bullying her.
Amy, you are beautiful, your music changed me, I always believed in you. I'm so glad I got to see you when I did, and that we were standing at the front, and that you sang to me and I cried. I can't wait for your third album. Sleep well and look after Georgia xxxx
Thursday, 21 July 2011
Anyway, a couple of days after it all happened I went to St Tropez with my best friend for 6 days (although she is still there for another two weeks with her boyfriend... jealous!) for a much needed break from everything. It all went so quickly and hardly feels like I went at all, apart from the tan I brought back with me to beautiful, rainy, miserable England.