I posted about Occasions, the first Kate Spade book in this series a few weeks (months?) ago and thought it was about time I showed you the rest. Manners* (“Always Gracious, Sometimes Irreverent“) is about the different etiquette needed in certain situations – interesting, although coming from an American point of view, it differs slightly to the English standards. whilst Style* is probably closer to what a fashion blogger would be interested in, talking about the different ways to find style inspriation, as well as histories of different items, how to wear patterns, colours, etc.
The final wig from Aussie arrived and I have to be honest, this was my favourite of all the wigs. Its pretty much the style I always want, but never can be bothered doing myself. This is partly because way way back when I were a lass, the Wife decided to curl my hair for our first year May Ball. She spent three hours curling it with a set of tongs, and I promptly destroyed it as soon as we got to the ball by going on one of those fairground rides that throws you about.
Here I am about an hour or so into it. Seeing these photos from 2003 are so strange now!
The wig came with a card:
So, armed with my surprisingly overflowing box of makeup (seriously, I barely wear make up and yet I have a TON), I tried to follow my brief (yeah, I’ve been watching too much Chuck. If you’ve seen the latest episode: OMG WTF BBQ WHAT.)
What do you think? (Alex saw me with all this make up on and was like “I think I prefer you without make up”. I’m taking that as a compliment. I think.)
I’m off to a salon tomorrow with Laura to get my hair styled – this is why we’ve been sent the wigs to let us see how we look with a totally different style. What shall I get though? The black bob? The brown flicks? Stay red? Go back to blonde? Something else? Help!
I think we have to break up.
It’s not you, it’s me. Well, actually, it is you.
I’ve loved you as soon as I was old enough to start buying my own clothes. My most treasured possession as a 13 year old was the checked night shirt my godmother bought me – I wore that nightdress to every sleepover I went to until it was so worn, my mum confiscated it.
When I was old enough to buy my own clothes, I’d stash the meagre earnings from my waiting on job somewhere safe so I could afford a top or some trousers. I’d come home from Aberystwyth each holiday and run straight to your tiny Chester store. You were known for stylish clothes normal girls could afford and look good in.
As a 5’7″ girl, I lived my school life with trousers a couple inches too short. I was a nerdy kid anyway, so that just added to the teasing. When you started your Tall range, I was so happy! I could wear trousers and not be ashamed that I was showing off my ankles!
But the love affair is dying, Topshop. The Tall range is still there, but still only counts for a standing rack and a rail or two on the wall, hidden away in a dark corner. The prices have risen, as is natural, but the quality seems to have gone down. Indeed, so has the sizing. It’s a rare occasion you find a 16 on the rail – and since a 14 is sometimes too small for this 12/14 sized girl, it usually means I have to walk away. As for clothing for girls with boobs, the lingerie section which just about goes to a D cup shows you don’t think about them. The orange dress I wore for graduation proves that as well – the pictures are almost indecent!
Is it too much to ask that at least one of the models smiles once in a while?
Yes, fashions change. (I know that I for one do not want to wear platform trainers ever ever again. Even as a fancy dress costume.) And yes, its admirable that you are bringing designer clothes to people who can not usually afford it. But at the same time, why ignore girls who are slightly above average (bearing in mind that the average UK woman is a size 14 (source), it seems unfair that this is the largest size available in most Topshop stores) For those girls who are a size 14 or more, Topshop can make them feel like outsized freaks, forced to shop in places like Evans, which has only recently started to be a little bit more “fashion forward” but honestly, still has quite an older generation “air” about it.
Am I alone in this lack of love towards Topshop? I can’t be the only one who finds it difficult these days to shop there!