So, was meant to be in London yesterday for my third and final session in a week on/week off approach since the lockdown lifted, but it was not to be; a combination of a heat wave (ten hours of modelling in multiple outfits when the temperature is 24C+ is not comfy) and my car deciding… Continue reading [Frock Tales] Degrees of Normal….
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[Fashion] Beauty (Retro) Queen Pageants….
So summer is finally raising it’s sweaty, humid head and I’m off to London again next weekend for the last of my pre-Summer sessions; I’ve had three in quick succession because, being honest, I really don’t like the Summer. I normally take a little break during June and July from Sarah/Julie fun as it’s a… Continue reading [Fashion] Beauty (Retro) Queen Pageants….
[Frock Tales] When wide isn’t wide enough….
Yes, I know it’s going to sound like the world’s daftest first world problem, but I’m actually still feeling a little, well, emotional after the last blog and the events that caused it to be written, so I thought a little light-hearted silliness combined with some fun and hopefully cute pictures would lighten the mood… Continue reading [Frock Tales] When wide isn’t wide enough….
[Philosophy] Fresh air with a hint of delightful terror….
So, I headed into London again last weekend, just two days ago, for another desperately needed bit of Sarah time; people ask why I do it so often etc etc but, without explaining it because ‘why’, I need my fix. A bit of backstory if you haven’t read the last blogpost; I took a dress… Continue reading [Philosophy] Fresh air with a hint of delightful terror….
[Frock Tales] Passing Gas…
Has a pleasantly stupidly busy couple of weeks, topped off by zipping into London for a bit of stress relief/Sarah time. I’m going to do a fun write-up as there were some gorgeously fun looks (nurse, swimsuit) but as I have been remiss in my postings I thought I’d whip up a quick frock tales… Continue reading [Frock Tales] Passing Gas…
[Frock Tale] The Squee-cret Identity
Two blogs in one night? Well, it’s been a long day and coffee has been involved, so I’m buzzing and more importantly I can feel the pink juices flowing through my cranium; *she* is the house and she wants to be creative, so who am I to argue with her (plus she has heels on… Continue reading [Frock Tale] The Squee-cret Identity
[Fashion] T-Life on Mars (Part 2)
So, I made this a two-parter because I was literally falling asleep over my laptop at the end of the last one, that’ll teach me to have insomnia due to x months of stress and anxiety, etc etc. Awake now so hopefully can finish documenting the last session before I get down to some juicy… Continue reading [Fashion] T-Life on Mars (Part 2)
[Fashion] T-Life On Mars (part 1)
So, after a number of months in LockDown ™ England starts to open up a bit. And by that I mean beauty salons, cough, were allowed to open starting April 12th. Being honest I’d started to slip down the slope into serious black dog territory, but that’s understandable. The last couple of months have been… Continue reading [Fashion] T-Life On Mars (part 1)
[Philosophy] The 3:00am Train to Insomnia Central
WARNING! Here be dragons, again. Ranty Sarah is in the house. Ever had one of those weeks that feels like someone punching you repeatedly in the crotch? Yeah, one of those. This week has been, well, tiring, yet every night, without fail, I’m awake at to see 3:00am, either, like tonight, falling asleep exhausted at… Continue reading [Philosophy] The 3:00am Train to Insomnia Central
[Fashion] The Importance of being Ernestina
If you’re like me (and if so, I sympathise) this lockdown is the pits. It’s just making everything grey and mundane, there’s no fun; I miss the smells of the Tube in London, I miss bad coffee from Starbucks, bad coffee from Costa, bad pubs, bad service in bad pubs. All the things that drove… Continue reading [Fashion] The Importance of being Ernestina
