Coat – ZARA, Cashmere poloneck – Uniqlo, Pants – H! By Henry Holland, Shoes – ZARA, Bag – Coach, Missoni Scarves – Style Passport

Hubby: Oh, is that a new scarf now?

Me: No, it’s just me foaming at the mouth looking at that girl wearing leggings as pants…. and a bit of latté-fluff I spilt this morning while I was knitting on my bicycle at a red light.

Hubby: Hope you haven’t been using your helmet as a yarn basket…

Me:

Hubby: You’re a dumbass.

Giving Missoni scarves a chance. It’s so frilly it makes me want to cry a little but the loose mohair crochet reminds me of my Rodarte-craza circa 2009 and the fact that it looks like a jellyfish makes it a whole lot more interesting than a boring little cashmere scarf. I did not just say that, sorry.

Thank you hubby for helping with the shots & Style Passport for the scarf

Bag – WWA courtesy of Olive Shoppe, Shoes – Beyond Retro, Pants – H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Sweater – Courtesy of Maska, Shirt – Courtesy of Motel Rocks, Watch – Casio

It’s really comforting to know that while the other side of the world is raising the roof with fabtastic (ick word) glam (ICK) parties and exclusive fashion affairs, I can pull out my favourite granny sweater and some gold pumps and head out for church and tea with friends.
At this pace once the offsprings start popping out this place will quickly mellow into a mommy blog and you’ll start hearing about how I discipline my children with a newspaper roll and that February is the month for vaccines. Hopefully by then the era of affluent, celebrity bloggers will have been a chapter long chewed off by my teething kiddies! Ah just wishful thinking – it’s just so comforting not to want to live in someone else’s shoes, or stilettos what have you. Actually I was listening to ‘Part of Your World‘ from Little Mermaid the other day (routine Disney fix) and that bit where Ariel goes I have this this and that… but I want more reminded me of this whole blogger popularity issue – you just can never have enough even if you’re blessed with so much. Maybe I need to start devising an exit plan – but not one that looks like an infant, not yet at least. Unless it’s a dolphin infant…

Thank you Leonie & Ellen for the photos!

Jacket – Courtesy of H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Black shirt with back-hole – ASOS, Orange top - La Moxie, Scarf – FCUK, Jeans – Uniqlo, Boots – Zara

Leave it to my brother to book things way early in advance – he’s got paranoia-duty in my family and is infamous for backup plans ranging from B-Z and travelling with one too many papers to prove that he is indeed who he is. Alright, I guess he’s not that bad since we both found ourselves severely broke this month, but he’d bought a pair of tickets to the Tennis ATP Finals live at the O2 area a few months ago, along with his weekend ticket to London (erasmus in Spain at the moment). I’ve never experienced anything like that, to tell the truth, it was exhilarating walking into the arena – full to the brim with thousands and thousands. Thankfully, the gentlemanly nature of tennis seems to plant a somewhat civilized behaviour in the said army of onlookers and apart from the occasional GO ANDY (Roddick) I LOVE YOU it was such a pleasant crowd experience. Who knew a tennis match would rekindle my (lost?) hope for civil manners? A roar of clapping never sounded so gentle and encouraging.

Jacket – Courtesy of H! by Henry Holland for Debenhams, Shirt – I Don’t Like Mondays, Cowl Scarf around waist – Gmarket, Belt & Bag – Courtesy of Jin Yoo 103684, Cut black jeans – Zara, Boots – Office,

You don’t have to whisper, I know I have a huge sack of potato around my waist. Where else would I keep my ‘tater butt? The scarf is unfortunately nearing its death and due to the stale economic climate I cannot provide it a more luxurious retirement – hence the relocation to general butt area. Next thing it’ll be around my ankles and then finally off the body.

Thank you Leonie for the photos!

Hurwundeki Cafe; Wearing: Sweater coat – Geiger, Belt Vintage – Pants – Courtesy of H! By Henry Holland for Debenhams

This is one café I keep returning to despite that its location basically kisses my house when I fold a map of London in half. The magic of this place might be the sweet-musty smell of the tunnel or the amazing BLT+M(ozarella) sandwich, but what personally rocks my pumpkin carriage is the fact that all the furniture in the café is on sale, including the benches in the garden and shelves their cakes are displayed on. So everytime I visit,  something in the corner catches my eye – for example it was an amazeballs cast-iron clothesrail for £30 the other day. I promised myself to come back with a wad of cash and dig around more, yes definitely next time, and then I came back a few days later to find it gone… ARG! So now I’ve acquired this habit where whenever I visit I’d stare at the chair or sofa that someone’s having her coffee in, in fear that she’d pack that up as well into her bag when she’s done and I’ll keel over again and go NOooOoOoo…