What Would Zooey Deschanel Wear?

What Would Zooey Deschanel Wear?

“I brake for birds, I rock a lot of polka dots, I have touched glitter in the last 24 hours and I spend all day with children,”
Jess, New Girl
 
Last night, I was reminded of the pure brilliance of New Girl.
With the new series of New Girl hitting our UK screens tonight (E4, 9pm…see you there), I’m preparing for a full on Zooey Deschanel clothing obsession to hit.
 
Last series, I adored Jess’ Kate Spade monochrome dress…
 
 It was the mixture of monochrome, stripes and scallops that caught my eyed. Teamed with Justin Long, I  was a helpless victim eagerly typing every related key word I could think of into an overworked Google.
 
And what did I find?
(Apart from a dress way over my budget…)
 
Well, my friends, it’s time I introduced you to my new favourite website. Enter, What Would Zooey Deschanel Wear (WWZDW). Yes, you heard me right…a website devoted to sourcing the beautiful clothing of Zooey Deschanel.


Can’t find an exact match? Or, like the Kate Spade dress, is the exact match too expensive? The genius behind this website finds cheaper alternatives, including UK websites.


Want to plan your Zooey Deschanel themed summer wardrobe? Help is at hand. All of Zooey’s outfits are categorised into seasons.

There is a God!


Anyhow, what are you still doing here? Go, go, GO!

You’re welcome,

As always, much love,

Donna (Zooey Deschanel wannabe)

 

We’re all in love with something that we can’t see…

We’re all in love with something that we can’t see…

They say one of the secrets to a captivating and interesting blog post is the use of photography. High quality photographs which illustrate the content, as well as an image of the blogger perhaps. Well, I apologise now. This post is going to flout the rules and achieve little of those objectives, but with due reason.
 

Last night, I went to see the much loved Black Rebel Motorcycle Club at The Ritz in Manchester. Yes, don the leather jacket, poof up the hair, smudge on the eyeliner and prepare! What for? What they’re famous for; heart pounding bass, scuzzy guitars, feet thudding beats and thee most beautiful guitarist… I’m joking, Julian Casablancas is way better looking.
 

There’s a funny tale about how I acquired the tickets, but it’s not one for now. However, they’ve been booked since December, shortly after their tour was announced. Why? I saw them five years ago and knew that the ticket price would be money well spent.
 
Arriving at the gig, with my music loving friend Liz, we were pleased to see we’d heard of the support, The Big Pink. Both of us could only remember their ‘Dominoes’ hit (you remember it surely, ‘These girls falls like Domino oh ohs, domino oh ohs,’ thought so) but we were a welcoming audience. Now I know why I only remember one song, all of the songs performed followed the same generic tempo and structure, making each song blend into one noise which could only be described as …The Big Pink! Nonetheless, I liked their drum kit and decided it was worth a picture whilst the gig waters were calm, so to speak.
 
 
































Following The Big Pink, Liz and I idly chatted about our favourite Black Rebel songs. Mine is ‘Berlin’, you might have seen it mentioned in my ‘Berlin Calling’ post. However, we both agreed that we’d both come for the iconic ‘Spread Your Love’. Arriving promptly on stage at 8.30pm, we marvelled at Black Rebel’s punctuality. Little were we to know that we were in for a musical cocktail of foot stomping anthems and low key acoustic melodies, enough to melt even the most withered heart.


Now, at gigs, I’m not one to dance. Sometimes I’ll nod my head to the beat or tap one foot, sometimes I’ll jump up and down…but last night, we had the works. Sashaying, hands in the air, beer-filled hair flicking, jumping… It got a little rough down near the front, especially as the crowd was mainly men, and five minutes into Black Rebel’s set, I’d long lost hope for blog photographs, I was merely hoping the strap on my bag would hold!

If you want to peek at footage from the gig,  last night’s fearless gig goers have shared this YouTube:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R-AWDJYRnXM
(Look out for me at the start!)

Two hours later, the curfew had arrived and we were being herded to the doors and cloakrooms with only memories, weary legs and the promise of YouTube to grip on to. The mixture of heat, beer air missiles and hair swishing had worked their magic and transformed my hair into its Kate Bush alter ego. Thank God I had stuffed my hat into my coat pocket, much shame avoided for the walk back to the car.


If you ever get the chance to go see Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, GO!

As always, much love,

Donna (& Kate Bush)

The First Time, Ever I Saw Your Blog…

The First Time, Ever I Saw Your Blog…

Playlist :: Bloc Party : Truth :: Haim : Falling :: Suede : It Starts and Ends With You ::

If you missed last Sunday’s #lbloggers chat over on Twitter, where were you? You missed a corker! Hosted by Kerry, of Kerralina, last week’s theme was simply ‘recognition’. To get the ball rolling, #lbloggers were asked to tweet a link to a blog deserving more recognition. Simple, right? Yes. Effective? Totally. Within the hour, I’d visited over thirty blogs and found some blogs I genuinely loved.
Which got me thinking about the first time I discovered the blogs that I read daily and the posts that caught my attention, grabbed it by the lapels and screamed, “Oi, you! Get following! Now!” With the theme of recognition, I thought I’d share the blogs I now read daily and the posts which I loved.
 
Maybe it was fate, maybe it was just good timing, but the first post I discovered on Kim’s blog was a teacher themed ‘What I Wore Today’. Maybe it was Kim’s fringe that made me think we were a little alike, or maybe it was a combination of her excellent taste in music (Blood Red Shoes, The Jam, need I say more?), her job as a year 3 teacher (me too!) or her kookai fashion sense. I don’t know, but I’ve been hooked since day one.
Source
What will you love about Kim’s blog? Kim mixes her daily life, love of crafting, home improvement, teaching job  and outfits of the day into a concoction which is riveting. I have genuinely loved getting to know Kim through her ‘A to Z of me’ posts and laughing at her antics, including going for petrol dressed as an Indian for World Book Day.
Recently, I was lucky enough to guest post for Kim about the 3 Things I Can’t Live Without. If you missed it, you can catch it here.
Erica of Being Erica
Always current, always interesting, always fun. That’s what Being Erica is all about! Erica hails from down south and is cuteness wrapped up in 60s eyeliner, a bangin’ fringe and quirky prints. Whether it’s travel, food, lifestyle, fashion, beauty… Erica is always writing. So much so, can I remember the first post to really grab me? No, because there are so many! So, I thought I’d share my favourite post… Sidebar Hangs.
 Is it just because I get a mention? Maybe. It did make my day, but no. I chose this post because it shows how supportive Erica is within the blogging community and just how lovely her writing is. Good check it out!
What will you love about Erica’s blog? Everything.
Like me, Yorkshire lass Michelle is new to the blogging scene and has been writing since January. In that time, she has really made her mark on my daily reads. I’m instantly hooked by her motto, ‘Written with a belief that every word should be cherished’.

The first post I ever read was Being in a LDR. I was hooked. Michelle is getting married soon, to her partner who lives in Munich! I’m looking forward to reading her wedding blog posts, I say that in anticipation.  

What will you like about Michelle’s blog? Variety. Michelle posts about all aspects of her daily life.

Kirsty of Indigo Buttons
Scottish and twee, English teacher Kirsty is frank and honest when she writes. You can see why she’s an English teacher, her blogs are so well written. Posting about the wonderful city of Edinburgh, Fat Mondays or the A-Z of Me… I’m always guaranteed an interesting and juicy read. What will you like about Kirsty’s blog? Her personality shines through with every word.
If you’re free, why not join in the #lbloggers chat on Twitter?
As always, much love,
Donna

 

Me & My Mum

Me & My Mum

Mums are great, aren’t they? I’m sure you’ll agree, there’s nothing quite like a mum hug, mum’s freshly buttered hot toast or her listening ear. Infact, sometimes, only mum will do! So, as it’s Mother’s Day, rather than tell you how great my mum is (because, aren’t they all? I certainly hope so) … I thought I’d share a few of my favourite memories of my mum and I.
This photograph was taken at my graduation back in July 2009, when I qualified to be a primary teacher. I didn’t even realise I had it, until I was looking through my pictures for this post. I like how natural it is. My PGCE year was a very challenging year for me, as I’m sure it was for anyone else who has completed a PGCE. The work load was constant, most of the time it was learning on the job and it was tiring! It prepared me well for a career in teaching. Throughout it all, mum encouraged me not to give up, to keep going and reminded me it would all be worth it in the end. Was she right? Of course, mums usually are.
 Halloween 2011. I always choose to do something involving fancy dress for my birthday, as it’s a few days before Halloween. For my 26th birthday, I decided a Halloween Party at my house would be a great idea. That was the year, I also thought going to Dublin for 3 days and returning the day before the party was an even better idea. When I returned, all ready to decorate and clean, mum had cleaned and decorated the whole house, we’re talking banners, skeletons, cobwebs…the works! She had even carved a pumpkin. One of my favourite birthdays of all time. Fact. 

The photograph underneath was taken at my Uncle’s 50th birthday, in a Turkish restaurant in Manchester. When two sides of a family meet, it can always be a little awkward. Here’s my mum proving that you should always dance like nobody’s watching. Yes, we are dancing unashamedly to the YMCA, shortly before this we’d had the fake moustaches out of the Christmas cracker and were comparing stories on how to maintain a moustache.

They say eventually, we all turn into our mothers. Well, if that’s true… I say, bring it on! Even though my mum is a little crackers, she is always there for me with a cup of coffee and a listening ear. Who could ask for more?

So now, I’m popping off to get ready and to go take my mum out shopping for the day, we may even squeeze in a spot of lunch. How are you spoiling your mum today?
 
As always,Much love,

Donna  

Weekend Edition // Saturday Musings

Weekend Edition // Saturday Musings

When you’re thinking of things to do with a pregnant friend, I can’t advise anything more enjoyable than a lazy day spent strolling in the historic and beautiful city of Chester. I haven’t seen Jenna in what feels like ages, in reality it’s little over a month.  You might remember Jenna from my previous post ‘My best friend is expecting’. Well, she is now an astounding 25 weeks pregnant. My, the time just flies!
After a morning at pregnancy yoga (Jenna, not I, obviously Donna)  we headed down the M56, Chester bound and ready for a seriously satisfying luncheon date. Enter The Bar Lounge, a hidden gem in the centre of Chester that I’d once visited years before. Stepping into the bar, it was incredibly busy. Resting her hand on her pregnant belly, they literally squeezed us onto a table, right in the centre of the action.

 

The drinks menu arrived as a wooden book carefully separated into themes such as ‘the garden’, I decided to partake in Grey Goose pear vodka teamed with ginger ale. Simply delicious. Pear and ginger? Who knew? It’s definitely got me wanting to make my own version.
Oh you’re looking at the food and wondering how that was? Well it was as delicious as it looks, that I can assure you. You’re looking at an All American Club Sandwich, oh and chips in a tin can… novel.
Our quest to find this long-forgotten eatery led us onto the path of vintage righteousness. Yes, right across from The Bar Lounge was a vintage fashion fair, free entry…we were there.

 

 

 

My Lenten promise has even sucked the joy out of vintage clothes shopping. There was a brief moment of excitement at the sight of a mustard coloured blouse, but it was short lived when I got closer and saw that it was XXL! My disappointment was soon overcome when I clapped eyes on a vintage silver ring. Ticketed at £15, the stall holder let me have it for  just a tenner. As you can see in the above picture, his stall was like an Aladdin’s cave of vintage jewellery. Lush!
Have you heard of Patisserie Valerie? Jenna had and wanted to pop by for a little post lunch treat (Who am I to deny a pregnant woman’s needs?) Spoilt for choice, I plumped for a Pecan Tart to take home , oh and a lemon sorbet ice cream cone to munch on the way home. Greedy I know, but meh.
 And here’s me, making the most of having a willing photographer and posing in front of a pretty archway with my Patisserie Valerie loot!
 So, how was your weekend? Did you get up to much?

As always, much love,

Donna (In love with Chester, all over again)