Autumnal Colours

Candyfloss

A day spent by the sea is never a waste if you ask me. Not only do I get to eat the Fish and chips, but also, more than my fair share of candy floss and donuts. The only down side was the wind, which means I also got more than my fair share of hair in my mouth.

Hollie x

Hat- Ark clothing 

Coat- Topshop

Jumper- H&m

Jeans- Topshop

Boots- (I cannot remember...sorry)

The Chop and Crop

The chop and crop... My title sounds more like a back of the paper ad for circumcision. Let me ensure any male readers now sitting crossed legged or females readers heading for the nearest Esc button that I am not, talking about circumcision. I am talking about my apparent new love of all things shorter... well, hair and jumpers at least. That's right, I decided to 'chop' 4 inches off my hair. Although I love my new hair cut if I had the balls I would have maybe gone an inch shorter (baby steps guys). I don't know about you but when I get my hair cut I always seem to get a sudden feeling of panic like 'oh god what have I done' and I immediately look to the hairdressers floor and think  'will anybody be able tell if I glued my hair back on?'. And then, just as I am about to grab my lost lengths, in swoops the Saturday girl with a her sweeping brush, and after months/years of love maintenance its gone, 'puff', in the bin. I think she did me a favour really. I like my hairdresser, but I feel rolling around on the floor covered in your old hair would sort of put the brakes on me returning again. I suppose it didn't help that I had just taken outfit pictures on Friday morning, and so I had a constant reminder while I uploaded the pictures to my blog and wrote a post. I did contemplate dedicating Fridays post to my hair, but its always been dead 'ba dum tish'. I know, terrible joke... Sorry, I am mourning, humour helps me cope. I suppose when it comes to hair 'the grass is always greener' or shorter in this case. Contrary to my above babbling I am really happy with my hair, and for the crop part of my post, well, I bought this lovely cropped jumper in the sale from Zara. I have a bit of a thing for cropped at the moment. 
Now the brave part... what is your opinion of my hair?
Hollie x

Trench coat- Vintage 

Cropped Jumper- Zara

Skirt- H&M

Boots-Topshop

Fashions Little Lambs

 

What makes a sheep? I’m not talking about the woolly kind that live on hills and ‘baa'. I mean sheep in terms of people, or to give a further description; people/persons that follow the crowd. Maybe this is just an English expression, hence the description, just in case you wondered why I turned all Wikipedia /Collins dictionary on you. The reason I ask the question is because, I wonder if I am one?

Let me explain. The other day I bought a t-shirt (pictured) that I had seen on another blogger (the man repeller) and loved it so much I felt my shallow life would be incomplete without it. But does this make me a sheep? If you asked me when I was in high school I would have said yes, the thought of someone copying my style when I was younger would fill me with dread and although my mum gave me the advice 'take it as a compliment’ I never could, as I always felt it was like someone trying to steal my identity.

As I have grown older (not wiser) I have started not to care or notice as much when a friend has the same item of clothing as me, but I draw the line at wearing it at the same time! With the increase in fashion blogs and access to the worlds street style you would think it would be inevitable that someone somewhere would have the same taste and buy something that you would want to buy, maybe I'm just making excuses because I bought a T-shirt I saw on someone else! I started wondering if I was a sheep again the other day when I was shopping and I overheard a conversation between two girls (clears throat) ‘I hate those boots, people only wear them because they ‘think’ they are cool, such sheep!’ As I looked at the boots the girls were giving there 'informed' critique on, I noticed they were a pair that I own and I wondered again, 'am I a sheep?' However (in my defence) I bought these particular boots because I liked them not because everyone else had them and to be honest when I bought them, not many other people had them. But now if I wear them, regardless of when I bought them, I look like I am following the crowd. So does this make me a sheep? 
Maybe I should stop caring so much about what others think and if I like it, wear it, or maybe I should just stop being nosey and listening to fellow shoppers conversations!   

To summarise, in my opinion, a 'fashion sheep' is someone who likes something, but doesn't have the courage to wear it until everyone else does. Mainly so they do not stand out from the crowd, which means they cannot be open to criticism. With this in mind I think that this T-shirt does the total opposite, so maybe I am not a sheep? Maybe I am just paying a fellow blogger a compliment and reinforcing that product placement works! What do you think makes a 'sheep'? 

Hollie x

T-shirt-Diesel

Skirt-Topshop

Boots-Primark

Coat- Zara