Saturday, 27 December 2014


The title of this post might be a little misleading. There is magic, nor real smoke or mirrors. But there definitely is a mirrored smoke print on my shirt. So I guess there is partial truth. I'm always on the hunt for modern, wearable prints. I used to live by the motto: the brighter and busier the print, the more I must have it. Now I tend to stick to creative and striking, yet subtle, prints. Preferably black and white (of course). And this older Cameo blouse, while regrettably under-appreciated when I first got it, has now taken pride of place in closet for meeting all of those criteria. What's your perfect print?

Cameo Blouse | Vintage Skirt | Senso Heels

Saturday, 20 December 2014


It may have been many years since I've last ran free out the halls of a school. But that doesn't mean that I can't enjoy a little nostalgia with this prep-meets-punk inspired outfit. If I had my time again (and went to a school that doesn't enforce uniforms which cripple self-expression) I imagine my day-to-day would be a little something like this. 

Asos Dress | Ray Ban Sunglasses | Roc Boots

Sunday, 14 December 2014


Sometimes things can seem a little dark. You may not feel your best, perhaps a little under the weather. Things might not have gone as you had hoped. Or an unexpected event could cast a shadow over everyday. A little bit of gloom is completely normal, but don't let it tarnish everything. A shine or a sparkle can often be hard to find in each day. But if you start by brightening the corners, your whole perspective on a rough day can become a little lighter. 

Jaggar the Label Dress | Sportsgirl Bag | Senso Heels

Monday, 8 December 2014


Why can't we all just get along? I feel like that's a question I ask all too often these days. Of course, I'm not completely ignorant as to how the world works; I know that we wont actually befriend all who we meet. But there's something to be said for maliciously throwing shade. 

Talking poorly of people behind backs or needlessly spreading gossip - it's an exhausting, mean-spirited waste of time. I thought the older I got, the less petty drama I'd have to deal with. I was wrong. I've met so many self-serving people who care little for even their 'friends', that it genuinely has me concerned for the future of compassion in the human race. It's time to stop throwing shade and frolic in the sunshine. 

Sabo Skirt Top | Vintage Pencil Skirt | Senso Heels

Thursday, 4 December 2014


"They only want you when you're seventeen. 
When you're twenty-one, you're no fun."

This past year has seen more change than so many before it. I've met new people. Some of them I'm lucky enough to call my friends. I've done new things. Some of them positive, all of them something to learn and grow from. And throughout it I've tried to nurture the constants in my life - old friends, family, and study. 

It's hard to let go of old habits. Even though you know that they were holding you back. The easy thing to do is wallow in your unhappiness. Yes, change is scary. And you'll probably never be ready for it. But it will happen eventually. And it will make you a better person. For me, changing myself and my circumstances has definitely been a conscious effort. After getting comfortable with being unsatisfied I've had to put myself out there, and the fear of rejection was something that had always stunted my growth as a person. 

As I'm writing this, I am twenty-one years and one month old, and things are really looking up. Friends, family, study, jobs - everything has improved ten fold since this time last year. Why? Because I took a chance on myself and I tried. Like really, really tried hard to improve so many aspects of my life. Sure, there's a long way to go until I reach my highest heights, but I feel as though I've made a tangible start. This is the first time I properly feel as though I am my own woman. And at the moment, and I hope forever, I'm having a lot of fun being Izzy. I am woman, hear me roar laugh!