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Dark romance

I love things that are darkly romantic: so dramatic.  I don’t actually want to live out a big operatic drama, but I like it in my wardrobe.  Its quite fun putting on some black lace and getting in touch with your inner Sicilian widow (she’s in there somewhere, just keep looking).  Assuming a Sicilian widow is blonde and takes her 3 children to the park.

“Oh God, where have they bolted to this time??!”

So, it seems I have quite a range of darkly romantic things to choose from on the high street this Autumn / Winter:

Oasis are doing a floral fancies range, that contains some beautiful looking things, including this ravishing (forgive me, I’ve had wine) winter rose print skirt (£40).  It looks like it would go so well with any of the jewel colours in the print, as well as black.  I think I would wear it with a black polo neck, black tights and oxblood ankle boots (yet to be sourced).  I don’t think its lined, though, which is annoying with tights:

Winter Rose Print Skirt

Maybe its the wine (nice NZ pinot noir) going to my head, but I think the jacket (£65) would also be really useful.  God knows, I couldn’t stop wearing my winter floral scarf last year.

Winter Rose Biker Jacket

Now, obviously I need to include a leather piece or two.  I have been looking for a leather jacket, on and off, for years.  And years.  And these two look like good options, as I don’t fancy another biker jacket.

Collarless quilted leather jacket (£165)

Collarless Quilted Leather Jacket

Cleanline leather jacket (£165)

Cleanline Leather Jacket

Finally, Tracey suggested that this wrap skirt (£75), which might be a good alternative to a standard leather mini skirt:

Leather Mini Wrap Skirt

For those of us who adore velvet (I appreciate some people just loathe it.  Not me, I am like George Castanza in my love of the stuff!), Massimo Dutti are doing a beautiful burgundy velvet blazer (£125).  As an aside, the AW collection from Massimo Dutti looks superb.  My post “summer holiday survival” treat is coming from there:

Finally, aren’t these Alexander McQueen floral De Manta clutches exquisite (about £315)?  Damn, why don’t I go out more, so that the cost per wear wouldn’t be so hideous??

ALEXANDER MCQUEEN Oversize Floral Printed Silk De Manta Clutch

This Sicilian widow wore: Planet black lace top  |  Mango Kate skinny jeans  |  Sam Edelman Adena slippers.

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Boot cuts

I have a vision in my mind of what I want to look like. A memory even.

A floaty creamy white top perhaps with some embroidery, a clog style wedge, a long necklace and boot cut jeans. The jeans would be tight on the thighs, not too tight on the tummy and have a noticeable flare at the ankle.

I once had this outfit but children and eBay have parted us (no, I’m no longer a size 6)

I have the shoes. I won’t know which ones are perfect until I can try them both (one pair of them are currently MIA) but either my Swedish Hasbeens or higher Sam Edelman Warners will be right I’m sure.
20130517-121444.jpg I bought this top in Zara a few weeks ago and have been waiting for the jeans to wear it again. I also tried a white shirt on in New Look yesterday which might work. It’s so rare that I find a shirt that does up I was quite excited and for £12 I couldn’t resist. (I am still looking for something creamy and more smock like though)

So, the jeans. Beths and Evas. Special names.
20130517-115308.jpg Hudson Beths
20130517-115424.jpg Oasis Evas

The Beths are far softer than the Evas. I made a mistake again – Hudson sizing is crazy! I wear a 27 in them when in real life I’m a 12 / Zara L. I forgot and ordered a 29 which were gaping at the back already. They are a more relaxed fit than the Evas and would be forgiving on larger thighs I’d think. They’re also longer. More of a relaxed flip flop jean perhaps.

The Oasis Evas are over half the price of the Beths (even though I got the Beths with 50% off from House of Fraser) They are more structured, a higher rise though still not high rise but more mid rise which is flattering but comfortable on a big belly like mine. They don’t have the back pocket details like the Beths (which is a good thing for me) and have a crease down the front which I love.

I’ve taken crap photos. There is no proper natural light (it’s so grey today), I have a cold and four new cold sores to add to my extensive collection. I am not in the mood for trying on clothes. I promise to take better photos in days to come.
20130517-123710.jpg Me in the Oasis Evas, Sam Edelman Warners and Zara top

20130517-123813.jpg A very unflattering photo of me in the Hudson Beths and a vest.

These photos really are dire, I’m sorry. If you’re considering either and have any questions please do ask.

Panic stations

Anyone who has followed our blog for a while may recall the hoops I hopped through to get La Bambina’s passport to go abroad just before Christmas. Today I am going to rectify an oversight concerning Little Legs’ one. I know how to keep things exciting. Nothing like that “will we / won’t we be able to go” in the days before a much anticipated special break.

I’m dressed for warmth and hanging about and maybe a light smattering of shopping. My Barbour Arctic Parka is annoying me at the moment. Maybe it is because I still need it at the end of March. It feels uncomfortable anyway and I do not cope well when I feel uncomfy, particularly when I am dealing with this self inflicted stressy episode, so I’ve banished it.

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Instead I am wearing a leather jacket with a very warm Oasis fur gilet on top, Marc by Marc Jacobs grey cross body bag, grey Topshop Leighs, black and white striped heattech, pale grey N.Peal cashmere jumper, black, white & grey Mint Velvet scarf, with Zara black and white studded trainers for running around.

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I think I could’ve done with a looser black boot (like my Belstaffs) instead of the trainers to balance out the pale-ish jeans but hey ho. (Belinda and I were discussing yesterday how unflattering the angles of our photos can be on the torso and thighs)

The Oasis furry gilet was a sale bargain. Someone alerted me to it and I snapped it up. We like to follow blog etiquette and thank / link to people we “copy” things from but I have no idea who it was. Maybe it was one of my WornOut pals. Thank you anyway if you know who you are.

Wish me luck!

Saturday jobs

This morning we ran around doing Saturday “jobs”; tidying, swimming, football practice, dry cleaners and I had my eyelashes redone. The tidying up obviously took place after I took the photo.

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Very old denim harems, grey H&M sweatshirt over navy The White Company vest and old metallic gold Nikes. I love a grey top. The grey version of the Gap Sunkissed sweatshirt is is really nice (I have it in grey, neon pink and neon yellow) On the subject of harems, I ordered some New Vanessa Trousers from Hush earlier. I am hopeful.

Tonight we are going for one of my favourite types of Saturday night since having kids; over the road to a neighbour’s for a takeaway. The kids will watch a movie and have popcorn, we will have a meal that none of us have to cook or wash up after and a bottle of wine or two. No spending the day shopping, preparing, marinating, cooking. No bundling my sleeping babies in to snow suits & car seats at the end of the evening.

I’m wearing Zara skinnies, H&M leopard print shirt, black Oasis snake trim wedges.

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Feeling the love

Be warned, this is a long one.

I like to think of myself as a calm mum who is quick to laugh. I try to be organised so we can take family life easy and have fun.

Yesterday however, I was not feeling the love. Tuesday night I didn’t get much sleep; La Bambina has a cold and my big girl had earache. I have a streaming cold myself. Still, I had a spring in my step in the morning after a brilliant Parent’s Evening the night before and the promise of pancakes for breakfast (I realise I was a day late – I was sick on the proper day)

Shower first. Is it just me that always thinks I can hear one of my children crying when I shower? Every day I religiously get out to check and of course and all is fine. Expect for yesterday. I could hear something but not my children. Well, not only them. Every burglar and fire alarm in the house (there are many) was going off. Great for my pudding’s earache.

I pulled on pyjamas, carried the girls downstairs, wrapped them in a blanket and put them outside the front door where the ringing was quieter while I tried to stop it. To no avail. I stood outside with them feeling light headed (& wet and cold having leapt out the shower) And then I saw the van with my weekly shopping arrive. Twenty odd plastic bags in the front garden plus me and two cold kids. No pancakes, no morning cuddles, no laughter and sunshine. Instead a stressed mama. And a very loud ringing.

By the time I fixed the alarm (well, an engineer did that later in the day but I did stop them ringing) we were in a tearing hurry. We do not thrive under pressure in the morning. I asked some of my sage WornOut friends if 8:30 was too early for wine. My sister offered rather helpful advice, “a nip of brandy in your coffee is much more refined”. There is nothing unusual at all about ordering a caffè corretto first thing in the morning in Italy. Not so in my local Costa. Anyway, I digress.

Loud noise was a feature of the day. La Bambina loved her music class and I did smile as three other babies tried to grab her rather lovely shoes. She was not impressed and resorted to the fail safe of covering them in slobber to keep other mitts off them. Lovely.

She wore Ruby & Ed magenta slippers.

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I wore very old M&S snake print leggings (and shouldn’t have), Cos heavy roll neck A line dress, Mango furry gilet, Cafe’Noir grey boots.

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Today I am feeling the love. It is Valentine’s Day after all. Until I had kids I don’t think I’d ever celebrated Valentine’s Day. I quite like it now.

We had heart shaped pancakes with chocolate spread for breakfast and my beautiful girl gave me three poems she’d “written” in English, Italian and French (we don’t speak French) So young and so romantic. The words changed every time she read them to me but they all referred to my provision of chocolate being very loveable.

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I’ve spent a long part of the day watching La Bambina chase a plastic flashing noisy rolling toy across the floor. Later I will be cooking a gourmet meal of spaghetti carbonara followed by pannacotta with chocolate sauce for my smallest beloveds (then crab and lobster for us grownups) I am Baby Led Weaning La Bambina and her introduction to spaghetti will be interesting. An important moment for any Italian.

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Very old Oasis jeggings I’ve just rediscovered, blue tunic from Zara and black Ash Jalouse. Ha ha – leggings and a tunic, get me!

Hope you’re all feeling, and more importantly getting, the love.