Kimono Shirt

Shirt- VeraModa . Top- Topshop . Shorts- Topshop . Shoes- Asos

I neeeed to show you all this shirt kimono i got the other week, I almost bought one at the start of Summer but for some reason changed my mind and regretted it ever since. I'd been looking for everywhere but with all the Autumn clothes in the shops just now it was hard to find, but just as i was giving up hope i came across this one in VeraModa and i love it!

I used to wear these shoes a lot but haven't worn them i a while, they are really high but the platform makes them so so easy to walk in! Unfortunately they're about a year old so i don't think you'll be able to get them now :(

As promised here are a few Q&A's:

-What does your tattoo on your leg say?

It means "strength, love, happiness" and its written in Latin. i did a post a few months ago that kind of explains all of my tattoos in more detail :) here.

-Is your tan natural or do you use fake tan, If so which one?

I was on holiday a few weeks ago so haven't had to fake tan in a while but when i do i use the St Tropez,  i think its more of an intense one- Not the everyday one that builds up. I use the foam instead of the cream, I find it goes on really well and doesn't smell like that horrible fake tan smell (although my boyfriend thinks it smells like biscuits?!)

-Where do you work and what do you study?

Im studying Fashion Management at Uni just now and i really enjoy it! Its got a great balance of classes like Marketing, PR and Advertising to Fashion Construction, Visual Merchandising and Buying. I also work part time for an Oil company where i organise all of their events and work on the website.

-What do you do to stay in shape?

Well... despite having a gym membership i don't go that often (maybe once a week if i have time) but i used to  do (Semi)Professional Trampolining up until i was 19, a lot of people don't know that its an "actual sport" haha but i used to compete loads including the British Nationals :) so luckily i think I'm still kind of in shape from that maybe?! Also never really sit still... I'm always up and about doing things, walking my dog etc. as much as i love watching films i find the cinema a bit of a nightmare situation! I get so fidgety sitting in the same place for 2 hours.

Wow, very long post guys sorry! Ive been getting questions about hair/make-up too but i think il have to save it for another day as this has turned into a bit of a novel and i wouldnt want to bore you :) Thanks so much for your questions and i will answer the rest soon!

Hope you all had a good weekend!

Nic

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Proud Mummy Moment!

This afternoon my 5 year old, Jessica, proved to me how exceptional she truly is.

I decided to get out and mow the back yard to try and keep the damn nut grass at bay. While I was out there, I told Jessica that she was in charge of the babies. She likes to get a bit of responsibility, it makes her feel important, and I like giving her the boost.

I was only outside for maybe about 40 minutes, if that, and I checked on them all several times. They were quite happy watching Dora on tv. But when I came back in after putting the mower away, I couldn't help but smile at the sight that greeted me.

Jessica had decided that Nicola was thirsty and wanted some water... so by herself, she went and got a cup of water, a syringe and a tube. She plugged the tube into Nicola's Mic-Key port, drew up a syringe full of water and started to give her sister water.

Nicola clearly wasn't in the least bit phased by it. I was so proud of Jessica for being so thoughtful and so kind and so considerate, but it didn't end there!

When Nicola signed that she was finished, there was still water in the cup, so Jessica decided that Alyssa was thirsty too!

Naturally, Alyssa was syringe fed too! :D

(Sorry about the dodgy photos! They were snapped on my phone!)

Snow Cardi

Jumper- River Island . Shorts- Topshop . Scarf- H&M . Bag - Concept

 I really needed a new patterned cardigan for this winter but most of the ones I'd seen had too many colours going on in them, Luckily I found this monochromatic Aztec print one in River Island.

I added this Fur stole from H&M to give it more of a wintry feel (also because i was freezing in those shorts!) I love these fur scarves they are so handy and they look great over leather jackets too.

Things are starting to get hectic at Uni but don't worry, i wont neglect you all! Even if i have to do "all night library chic" outfit posts i will.

Keep coming with your questions guys and I'll do a post very soon! :)

Nic

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Blue Fur

Gilet- H&M . T-shirt - Illustrated People . Trousers- Topshop . Shoes- ASOS . Bag- Topshop

Although its faux fur, I did feel a bit awkward wearing this Blue Fur gilet to take my Puppy to the vet this morning, I wasn't sure if it would be frowned upon or not but thankfully there were no disapproving looks!

Just for the record i am totally against the wearing of real fur, having been a vegetarian for many years of my life I'm a friend of the animals so wearing real fur totally freaks me out!

Im really glad i bought this t-shirt, i'm getting loads of wear out of it. I love the its oversized feel and the way its longer at the back, great for throwing on for uni or for coffee dates.

I also thought it was time that i did a bit of a question and answer session :) So if there is anything at all that you would like to ask that I haven't mentioned so far, drop me an e-mail and i will do a post for you all very very soon!

Nic
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Tights!

 

Cardigan- Topshop . Shorts- Topshop . Hat- ASOS . Bag- Vintage . Boots- ASOS

I think its time to come to terms with the fact there will be no more  "tights or no tights" scenarios for a little while now. I don't know what its like everywhere else in the UK but in Scotland it is FREEZING.

I made a little trip to the shops yesterday to stock up on a whole new selection of black opaques, not the most riviting of trips but i did get a nice range of deniers for all occasions! I tend to go through tights at the speed of light and after one outing we're already a man down.

Here are a few tight rescuing techniques i like to use:

1) Spray tights with hairspray as soon as you put them on (reduces risk of rip-age)
2) Paint any emerging rips with clear nail varnish- black also works
3) If the hole is quite big, staple it together with a stapler
4) If you have none of these, embrace the rips and work the shabby chic grunge look.

If any of you have any more tips to bring to the table, please let me know and i'll add them on :)

I also just wanted to say thank you so much for all of your lovely comments and e-mails, i appreciate every single one. Its great to hear your feedback and im just really glad you like reading my blog!

So here's a Sunday treat for you all for being so KIND. I saw him play live last night and he was amazing. Enjoy

Nic
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Dalmatian Shoes

 



Jacket- Topshop . Jumper -NewYork(friends) . Shorts- H&M . Shoes- Topshop



Hi Everyone, Although i love this tartan peace sign jumper, the real reason for blogging to you all today was to show you these Dalmatian print boots! How cute are they?

They are just a regular Topshop purchase although Dalmatian print features heavily in the Topshop Unique AW 11 collection.

The show featured loads of Dalmatian print and was even styled with hair buns as dog ears and painted on noses (very Bip Ling-esque!) but im not sure if i could pull the look off...I did however invest in the nail wraps which i plan on trying out very soon. I'll let you know how long they last without any damages- probably not long knowing me!

oooh lala

My mum used to dress me and my two sisters in matching Dalmatian print tights for what seemed like yeeears when we were younger, maybe why i like them so much!

Oh and you guys can buy them heeeeeere. Go now. GO

Nic

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A Frequent Flying Tragic.

Since moving back to Townsville last April, I have done a lot of flying back and forth between Townsville and Brisbane for medical appointments. We have worked to move as much as we can back to our local hospital, but even though we have a tertiary grade hospital, it is still a regional hospital and there are many many specialists that we are missing here. So, we still fly... down and back, down and back, down and back...

You get my drift.

I have often joked that I am just about part of the furniture when it comes to the airport lounges in Brisbane and Townsville, but today it became startlingly apparent exactly how accurate that joke has become!

So, lets start the day of a Frequent Flying Tragic at 3.45am when I crawled out of bed, much to my disgust, in order to meet my 5am deadline for checking in. Finally get out of my front door at 4.50am to walk to the airport... a walk that usually only takes me just under 10 minutes if I take my time.

I had barely gotten on to the main road and a car pulled over asking me and a voice calls out asking me if Nicola and I would like a lift. It was a flight attendant that we often see on our flights. I politely declined and said that we would be fine, I was quite enjoying the walk. A second flight attendant pulled over and asked me about 2 minutes later.

We got to the airport, the security guard in the car park knew me by name and said good morning.

The staff on the check in desk knew my by name and knew Nicola's exact needs. They pulled me out of the queue and let me through straight away.

The security staff knew us both by name, knew to be mindful of Nicola's stoma and her button and knew that she doesn't like strangers and they had to be quick.

The flight attendants on the flight knew us, the captain knew us and the special assistance team knew us.

When we landed in Brisbane, the special assistance guys knew that it was us before we even got off the plane... How? They recognised Nicola's wheelchair.

I realised after I had left the airport that in many ways I have started to form pseudo friendships with these people. One of the special assistance guys in Brisbane, his wife is due to have a baby in 21 days. I have known since she was about 11 weeks. Every time I go down he tells me the latest updates... and I know that next time I go down he'll have a photo to show me.

By some stroke of luck I ended up with our 'regular' taxi driver, even without calling him to tell him we were flying in.

When we were through, I decided that rather than go shopping or wasting time in the city I would just hop back to the airport... the Customer Service Manager of the airline recognised me when I was lined up and pulled me out and was even nice enough to find me seats on an earlier flight so that I didn't have to sit around for another 6 hours in the airport waiting to return home.

They boarded us early again so we had time to settle Nicola before the rest of the passengers boarded.

And, that was when the real fun began!

Now, I suppose I really should stress that the next part of this tragic tale is definitely not normal fare.

We were given the wrong information... or, rather, we weren't advised of the gate change until they went looking for us to board us early. Our flight was changed to gate 20, I was waiting at gate 1 where they told me to be.

We do a mad dash through the airport and get out to the gate. They take us straight down and put us in our seats and take Nicola's wheelchair and stow it in the cargo hold.

They started to board other passengers... about a quarter of the way through, the airport sirens start to sound. The airport has been locked down for severe storm warnings. The planes can't fly. Everyone has to get OFF the plane and head back into the lounge to wait. Because they've taken Nicola's chair, we can't get off the plane, so we sit there, waiting.

The airport is locked down for about 30 minutes before they finally clear the severe weather warning and start boarding passengers again.

Finally, everyone gets boarded and then they announce that because the airport was locked down at 2pm, which is when the industrial action kicked in and all the baggage handlers went on strike, there was no one to load our luggage into the plane and we couldn't take off without the luggage.

Another 45 minutes later and they finally get things loaded up and we can depart, but by that point we have to compete for space on the runway and end up having to taxi to the furtherest runway and take off from there.

So the flight that was supposed to depart at 13.55 ended up departing at around 15.00.

By which point Nicola had been sitting in the plane for about an hour and a half and was utterly over it, so naturally that set her up to be cranky and she screamed the whole flight home.

All I can say is that I don't know who was happier to see her bed... her or me!

Still, at least another trip is over and done with. Hopefully we will get a bit more of a break before we go down for the next one!

Maybe we can even make it a family holiday... I dare hope!! :D