Bag Lady

ooooh you know those days….*shiver*

The…can’t get out of bed/tooooo tired/wish my fella was loaded and I didn’t have to work/nothing fits me/everyone can see the massive spot on my chin/I look old/screw this…type of day? I’m in the middle of one, as you will see from my animated facial expression.

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Indeed. The mood is high. An odd choice then, you may suggest, to decide to write a blog post about my outfit. Yes….and NO, you see in a mad turn of events this post is not really about me (when is it ever about me???) or what I am wearing, no, today it is all about my bag. This absolute steal of an awesome, AWESOME bag that I got in the charity shop for TEN EURO!

Get out of town.

And on further inspection, the label inside reads Uterque. Excellent find. I am not usually a regular in second hand shops but do dip in and out occasionally just in cases. If anything I go in for books or crazy homewares (you’d be surprised) but this time, the fashion Gods picked me and I found this beautiful piece of kit.

Zooming in.

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Aces.

It has two compartments for all my bits and pieces and both close with that old school snap clasp. Now you wouldn’t fit a load of stuff in there for a night out, but sure that’s what carriers, whoops I mean boyfriends, are for. And ANYWAY, this kind of stuff is not for function! It’s for fabulousness.

The rest. Oh God. Black, obvious choice for a ‘not in the mood’ Tuesday. Leather tracksuit bottoms (to make it look like some effort was put in and I’m not wearing actual trackie daks) and a polo are exactly what I need today. Throw on a pair of shoestoppers (guffaw) and it was a done deal.

The bag from another angle here girls. IT IS SO GOOD. Still can’t believe the find.

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In a move from the leftfield, I grabbed my leopard number on the way out the door, perhaps to confuse people into thinking I was being pure stylish today instead of just OVER IT.

Anyhoo, that’s today’s little ditty. One more shot for the cheap seats as I look wistfully off into the distance and dream about the sofa later on.

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That is until I remember I am booked into the gym at 6 for a class.

GODDAMMMM wedding fitness regime.

Til the next time xxx

 

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