A guide to style and good tailoring

Hi welcome to my own unique perspective on what constitutes style and individualism. The vast majority of the photos are taken using a mobile phone camera and I have no make up on.......

I'm in my late 30's and I'm also a widow which probably explains why I look so god damn hot in black, well that and being an ivory skinned pale red head! It also documents my wardrobe, so many people seem fascinated by my clothes and compliment me for how I look wearing them.

It is one woman's campaign against Jeans, Tracksuits and Ugg Boots!

More importantly it's about altering your view on life and trying to do the right thing even though it isn't always the easiest.

This blog is a story in taking pride in yourself and not letting yourself go, or settling for second best because you know what girls? No one really is better than someone if they don't treat you like a Queen................

Saturday, 9 March 2013

Are we human or are we dancer?

I started my new gym program yesterday, and it has got lots of shoulder and chest work. All to help with balancing swords on my head, holding my arms up for veil, and to get a bit more power when I "smack" that stick down dancing saidi. I also get to do suspension training, it's appeals to my inner monkey. Really I hang here by my arms - fab LOL

It has been ages since I have had a dance-a-thon. My record was the "Shine on you Crazy" - Diamond Jubilee weekend, where I think I did 9 hours straight. Though to be fair there was an emergency banana and a glass  of monkey milk moment (you may know it as skimmed milk). I remember us having a patriotic moment in the early hours, and belly dancing to Vera Lynn, Colonel Bogie and Land of Hope and Glory. After that Marv became convinced that there wasn't a song I couldn't bellydance to if I wanted.

We tested this further a V :) I took my veil. Marv got good at explaining to people that it wasn't a "parachute" and that I just liked dancing. My favourite memories were dancing with Marv really going for it "old skool" to David Guetta, and then dancing to the Killers "Are we human or are we dancer". A song that most people don't get, but strikes a special cord with me. 

Dress: Blue Poppies by Bettie Page Clothing
Shoes: Kurt Geiger













The Killers: Human



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