It’s Your Letter… in Grazia!

It’s Your Letter… in Grazia!

Way back in November, I was fortunate enough to win a year’s subscription to Grazia. Yay me! Now, Grazia isn’t a magazine I’d normally choose to read, however it’s better than a poke in the eye and before I knew it, I actually looked forward to the glossy dropping through the letter box.
 
Over the past months, I’ve dipped into it from time to time. My, how the clothes in the ASOS magazine seem affordable compared to Grazia! I’ve related to few articles but do enjoy the occassional read. I won’t lie, the feature on Sarah Lund’s jumper collection was.inspired genius, and without doubt the most interesting feature I’ve read in a long time!
 
 
So one night, after a long and stressful day, I decided to pour myself a lovely hot bath, get the Champney’s bubbles out and treat myself to a read of Grazia. Shrivelled like a prune, I flicked over the page and started to read the letters page. I actually thought, “this sounds familiar,” and then realised, a bit later than is sensible, it was mine!

 

 
I’ve never written into a magazine before, but part of the article, ‘Is this the end of dating?’, irked me, it just didn’t sit right with my beliefs and I had to write in. The feature in question suggested that women in their early twenties were incapable of emotional intimacy because they refused to date and ‘settle down’…just yet. (They preferred to spend time with friends and build a career.)
 
For a fleeting, exciting yet brief moment, I thought they’d chosen my letter as the star letter. Alas, it wasn’t to be…let’s just call it a bad case of juxtaposition. I’m not bitter, yes it would have been nice to win the £167 worth of Benefit goodies, but the prized letter they chose toed, what I believed, was the safe and conventional line…it supported the view given in the article.
 
Whatever your views on commitment, I’m sure you’ll agree that we all choose to settle down at different ages. So, for it to be suggested that these women were ‘incapable of emotional intimacy’ followed by a prized letter of ‘all my friends settled down in their early twenties’ saddened me. What message are we given to our young women? This is my letter:
 
 
Whilst it’s always pleasant to be published in print (I’m stretching it a little there, aren’t I?) I’m genuinely saddened to see Grazia, a magazine which I subconsciously associate with of power, glamour and strength, to allude to the stereotype that young women have fought so hard to avoid.
 
What do you think? Did you settle down in your early twenties? Or did you too choose a career?
 
As always, much love,
 
Donna (Disgruntled but accepting of fate)
Spring Shopping Haul …Topshop, Henry Holland, M&S & Forever 21 …

Spring Shopping Haul …Topshop, Henry Holland, M&S & Forever 21 …

As the seasons begin to change, my shopping mindset does too. So, with the arrival of clear blue skies and bright sunshine…I’m thinking dreaming of spring and spring looks.
 
I can’t help feel cheated. After all, we’re now in spring and all we’ve had is a dose of snow and wintry temperatures. However, sales and sunshine has left me hopeful.
 
Hitting the shops two days running, I have been a woman on a mission. I wanted transitional basics, clothes I could wear when it gets slightly warmer and for the next few weeks. I got…transitional basics and lots of free coffee.
 
 
I *adore* Topshop’s Kristen jeans. High-waisted stretch goddesses. So much so, I’d stocked up on 2 pairs as soon as they’d hit the shelf. Problem is, in the meantime, I’ve lost weight and the smaller size 28 waist 30 leg has been elusive  to say the very least. Until today! Enter these black beauties…
 
 
Whilst in Topshop, I spotted a speckled jersey dress. I’m sure there’s probably a name for this fabric, however I don’t know it. It was £26 and short even on my teeny legs. Enter Internacionale and their amazing dupe! At £12 and a few inches longer, it’s the perfect alternative. I plan to layer it with jumpers and wear it all Sunday long.
 
 
Easter Sunday marked the end of my Lenten promise and I’m now free to carry on my carefree dress loving ways. So, I’ve done just that! During the Lenten period, the only dress to tempt me was this Henry Holland beauty.
 
 
 
 
It was reduced to £19 in the sale. It caught my eye as I quickly tried to shift past H! by Henry Holland. How could I say no? It’s a great length, can be worn in winter or summer and can be layered. Win win. Here’s a close up of the Peter Pan collar and pattern. I’m in love!
 
 
 
When in Warrington, I always like to pop into Gemini… Marks & Spencers. All I’ll say is 75% off underwear. I was a gonner. I have a huge love of pretty underwear, what girl doesn’t? Silk lingerie sets for £12.25, could you say no?
 
 
And not forgetting Forever 21! In the Trafford Centre last night, I managed to avoid buying dresses entirely. But the allure of polka dots and nautical styling pulled me in! As you can see in the picture, this cream polka dot blouse with a bow tie had me the instant I saw it. I wore it today and I loved it so much. Here’s me proving why I don’t do outfit of the day posts often. Uncomfortable much? Hella.
 
 
// What I’m wearing: Boots – Debenhams / Jeans – Topshop Kristen / Spotted blouse – Forever 21 / Leather jacket – Jane Norman / Bag – Cambridge Satchel Company / Uncomfortable smile – all mine //
All in all, a successful shopping trip. Looking back, should my spring shopping list have included florals and pastels? From a fashion point of view, probably. From a personal ‘style’ (arguable) point of view? Not at all. All the items I’ve bought today (and yesterday, oops!) are good basics which I will wear again and again!

Highlights of the day? Free coffee and luxury toast, mmm… thanks Starbucks, thanks Costa!


Have you hit the sales recently? What have you invested in? What are your favourite buys of the moment?

As always, much love,

Donna


 

 
 
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)

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  

Let’s get this look

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