sunday afternoon

Sunday afternoons are probably the most discouraging time of the week. Typically filled with homework panic, frenzied instrument practice and random baking (just me?). Amidst this feeling is the dread of monday morning, knowing that however late you go to bed on sunday night will not delay the inevitable drag of monday morning.

        In an attempt to banish this feeling, i distracted myself with blogging and random outfit photographing because i don't do outfit posts very often (no tripod/can't be bothered/blah blah blah).

        I'm lost in a total haze of revision at the moment (as pretty much every teen is actually) with innumerable exams looming and, seeing as the weather didn't make me want to hide under my duvet and stay there forever, I decided to go outside, even if I only went as far as the garden. Excuse my face, it doesn't know what to do when a camera comes near it.

cardigan - vintage

dungarees - Rokit

t shirt - Cayman Islands (my collection of worldly miniature t shirts is growing)

earrings (you can't even see them) - TopShop

I'm p sure the cardigan is my sister's via my Granny, it seems to me that most of the time I wear my family member's clothes, either a sign of greediness or just seizing an opportunity. For a while I was embarrassed to wear these dungarees, mostly because they are the height of bagginess, but I plucked up the guts to wear them on a non-uniform day and got loads of compliments and since then my dungaree-esteem has boosted. The t shirt actually belongs to my 10-year old self from a holiday to the Cayman Islands, I recently rediscovered it and realised that children's t shirts act very well as cropped tees.

Not quite sunday afternoon, but almost.

Not quite sunday afternoon, either.



(waves goodbye)

Suzie