I am definitely a self confessed poser AND clothes horse. I love nothing more than a good shopping spree and shopping for clothes comes top of the list. Style and fashion has always been a passion of mine since my teenage years, I have spent many hours with my head stuck in the wardrobe or checking out my outfit in front of the mirror. Equally, I spent much time watching sex and the city, falling in love with Carrie Bradshaw and her love of fashion ( and a good pair of Manolo’s).
I don’t have a particular niche when it comes to what I wear, I just throw on whatever I feel like wearing. I tend to be drawn to anything faux fur, structured blazers, leather/wet look, girlie tea dresses, ANY glitter items, slubby t-shirts and denim. Especially denim shorts, I don’t know how many pairs of denim shorts I own, there is a drawer full. I’m not kidding. Don’t even get me started on dresses..
I also have a thing for ‘fun’ socks. Any glitter, sparkling, printed or colourful socks, I’ll take them. I love to team funky socks with my outfits, it just adds a little fun. This Autumn, I particularly like trousers, printed vinyl, smart.. I can’t get enough and love to play around and team each pair with different tops and shoes to mix things up. I quite like to clash with prints and colours.
I don’t think that becoming Mum will force me to have to make any changes with my style, perhaps just to put the provocative dresses and mini skirts on hold, for now. A mini skirt teamed with a baby is not really practical. I’ll save those for a time when I don’t have to be bending over frequently. Oops.
When it comes to shopping I do tend to prefer high street stores such as Topshop, Urban Outfitters, Office, Schuh, Zara and the online retailer ASOS. I do like finding small businesses online and purchasing cute garments and one off pieces too. I can’t wait for Eleanor to grow up a little and come for shopping trips with Mum. We will have so much fun playing dress up together and bonding.
Some days, I can find myself change up to three times. Previously so for leisure, these days it seems to be down to the fact that I end up doused in baby spit up and milk – feeding time is messy!
Upon becoming pregnant, I had sworn I would not wave goodbye to my wardrobe and style that I like to call my own having adapted over the years. I didn’t want to suddenly become a new mum and get so caught up with daily surroundings that I forgot about myself and the things which I enjoy – in my case, clothing, shoes and of course accessories.
I think that it is important to still remain true to yourself and have a little ‘me time’ no matter how little that time is. I choose to spend the time I have without Eleanor joint at my hip, playing with my wardrobe, mixing and matching outfits. Even if I only get to wear something for an hour, it is still important to me.
Throughout pregnancy, I remained in my own clothes and did not have to purchase any maternity wear. It was definitely a stretch toward the end of my third trimester, but we made it no matter how boring leggings and an old t-shirt became. Now that I am no longer pregnant and can experiment with a whole range of clothing and my dresses without fear of stretching them, I am sure going to make the most of it. I have so many dresses, coats, blouses – the lot to get through. My wardrobe is pretty extensive and over the years, I have built up a strong collection of items and accessories that I am proud of, glitter socks included.
I can’t wait to get dressed up again and play around a little even to just parade around the flat. I am just beginning to feel normal and back to my old self at 14 days postpartum which is great, it is nice to have reached the stage of my recovery where I feel that I am finally becoming more able and regaining my strength after a difficult labour and a episiotomy. We even made it out of the flat today for a good walk around the River – something I haven’t been able to do for too long. I’ll be back to my best soon enough and ready to get mixing and matching my style, trying new looks out and spending my free time with my head stuck in my wardrobe. I’m sure I will soon have a mini fashionista sticking her head in there too and trying to steal my clothes.
BRB, I’m off to get changed…