Oh Oh Orla.

Please, please Gods of Summer, smile down on me and somehow let me get me some Orla Kiely goodness in time for the sunshine.

Orla Kiely

Thats So Fetch.

Remember the bit in Mean Girls where they cut holes in Regina's shirt and it becomes a trend? Well it looks like nobody told Stolen Girlfriends Club it was a joke.

I will let them off with that faux pas though as there is some stuff in the "Heavy Petal" collection that I am seriously considering eating only beans on toast for at least a month just so I can include them in my Summer wardrobe.

Hair.

I am in desperate need of a hair change. My poor locks haven't been snipped since September (!) and I have decided its about time I took the plunge and braved a new hairdresser in London. And while I was super happy with my one length bob I have the hair change itch once again. Usually this is the point where I would whack on some dye but I doubt my current job would be happy about me turning up with any of the colours I am likely to use so styling it will have to be. I have decided I will stick with the one length bob after seeing a copy of Style Me Vintage in Urban Outfitters (and I will get around to buying it) and then realising the salon is right by mine! The Painted Lady. I can keep my cut and style it like this apparently....

 or for a slightly more modern feel see the Yves Saint Laurent S/S 11 campaign.

And maybe it is what I was edging towards in the Summer?

(Cringe, pic of me time)

Can You Keep A Secret?

For a start it is no secret that I do not do New Years Eve, well not in the usual dress up, get drunk, spend too much money way. I did indeed dress up, knock back some cider and wine and go out but only as far as the local Chinese restaurant (Sichuan Folk -  by the way, I would recommend). So me and my man were back and under the duvet with more booze in time for Jools Holland. I was getting a little bored of the acts if I am honest until these two popped up. The Secret Sisters. They have a wonderfully haunting quality to their music, and I think thy will come into their own on those balmy, sweat covered summer nights when you can't sleep. Trust me.



Pssst... I know this is not the Jools performance but its lovely nonetheless.