Lazy sunday afternoon, got no mind to worry….

Over the last few weeks I have established a new Sunday ritual. My lovely friend Bil comes over for a gab, some food & a drink or two. It’s a perfect relaxing Sunday. I really enjoy cooking & especially love feeding people yummy food. I have been trying some new recipes from Delia’s vegetarian collection. Yesterday we had cheese & herb fritters with balsamic jam, which was delicious. Equally yummy was the frozen berry daiquiri we washed it down with.
It’s still rather hot in Glasgow, so I popped on one of my favourite skater dresses. It’s so comfortable & easy to wear. It also happens to look pretty good. I wore some little black short under it because it is fairly short & also to guard against the dreaded ‘chub rub’.
We took the pictures in my back garden, which the gardener has just rid of weeds. I think if this weather keeps up a barbeque is in order.

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Dress -ASOS Curve

Shoes – Primark

 

 

 

Lazy Sunday Afternoon Small Faces

 

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Sun is shining, the weather is sweet ….

I can hardly believe I’ve been in Glasgow this past week. The sun has had his hat on everyday & temperatures have been soaring (for Scotland). In truth it’s been a little too hot for me, but I have been rather firmly told not to complain.

 

Having spent the day rushing around in the heat, I was ready to cool down. Seeing a film with my sister was the perfect solution.
I downed a pint of ice water whilst waiting for Lauren to arrive & then we headed out to find a spot for photos. We settled on the ‘running clock’, I’m not sure if it has an official title, but that’s the moniker I have given it.

The weather was reflected in my outfit. I opted for this vibrant yellow pencil skirt teemed with my harmless shark vest. Both are Primark bargains. The vest is actually from men’s wear, but I found it amusing & it fits fine. I bared my legs for the first time this year & it felt really great. However I chickened out of exposing my flabby, scarred arms and donned my current favourite cardigan. It’s very light, so works well for summer.

 

Skirt – Primark

Vest – Primark

Cardigan – John Lewis

 

We saw a film called ‘devil’s knot’, which was excellent. It’s based on the true story of the Memphis 3, three teenagers who were convicted of murder in the early 90’s. The story is shocking and really makes you question the American legal system. I’d highly recommend seeing it.

 

Sun is shining Bob Marley

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

inequality promises that it’s here to stay…

Last week I had a flick through glamour & immediately remembered why I stopped buying women’s magazines. I felt a rush of anger at the content. Despite nods to feminism (tiny footnote on feminist websites), the magazine continues to be a bastion of incredibly thin women, articles about the calorie content of food & men’s preferences about a variety of issues.
Let’s start with Dawn O’Porter’s column on women in panel shows. She expresses rather unhelpful opinions such as
‘Or a channel is brave enough to commission female- strong panel show where women don’t have to compete with men; the problem will be the same’.
Whilst I’m all for more female strong programming, I strongly reject the suggestion that women will do better when they are not forced to compete with men. Claiming we need men free zones in order to be accomplished is bullshit. Women can hold their own in mixed panel shows the same way they can in any area of life.
O’ porter’s next gem was to declare women as funny as men, but not as competitive, therefore females on panel shows will just sit back & let the men battle out it. Eh, what? Clearly no one has told dawn that attributing emotions & characteristics to a specific gender is sexism. These tired old tropes about the differences between men and women are feeding into our patriarchal society. When women are still telling other women that they aren’t up to playing with the big boys, we have a problem.
Next up, the ’hey, it’s ok’ page. This is basically a list of female gender stereotypes, but hey it’s ok, don’t worry you’re only a woman. This issue contained the following gem,
‘….to have mainlined a coke, small popcorn & cracked into the revels before they’ve even started the film trailers.’
Did you get that? It’s ok to eat. Absolutely fine to make a pig of yourself, well as long as you don’t forget it’s a SMALL popcorn. Girls eat small. Remember that.

If you can bear to read on you will reach an article named ‘pluck what?’ written by Luke Leith. This piece is handily labelled G MEN, just in case you missed the fact that it is written by man. The man in question first gives us a row for casually insulting men’s appearance. I’d suggest that if your partner is talking to you in any of the ways mentioned the issue is not gender based, but related to the fact that you are dating an arsehole. He goes on to give us a little potted history of gender politics in the UK. Apparently we are not-quite-there-but-almost (a sexism free society), phew, what a relief. Which leads him to his big point; all this feminism has hurt men. Men are now sometimes portrayed in an unflattering light in advertising. We women are just too harsh on the poor men folk these days. We must not hurt their feelings. Oh, those poor men. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think objectifying men or labelling them imbeciles is ok. However, the painting of men as victims of sexism is laughable. Reverse sexism isn’t a thing. It doesn’t exist because it is not institutionalised. White, cis, males still overwhelming hold the power in society. When the world is constructed in favour of your sex, sexism is not a discriminatory factor.
We are then presented with a guide on how to approach our partners about them balding, putting on weight o their sartorial choices. This is insulting because it assume that
a/ we care about those things, rather than, you know, loving our partners for who they are.
b/ that we are cruel bitches who would mock a person we supposedly care about
Of course what is most annoying is that a women’s magazine feels the need to employ a man to instruct us.

My next bone of contention is yet another piece by a man. This time Eric Sullivan tells how men feel about our sex toys. Why what men think about what we use to masturbate is even an issue, I don’t know. Eric tells us that when he stumbled upon his girlfriend’s dildo he felt aggrieved; he went so far as to accuse her of cheating on him with a plastic cock. Eric’s girlfriend explained that she wasn’t replacing him. Eric was of course skilled & competent in the bedroom. This made his fragile ego feel a little better. Nevertheless, the only way to make Eric feel completely comfortable was to involve him in the dildo’s use. So, there we have it, women have no right to own their sexuality. We must satisfy all our desires in a manner that does not intimidate men. We must consider how men feel about tools that are designed for our pleasure.
After what seems like a million pages of fashion, make up & advertising this issue ends with ‘dos & don’ts’ a page which congratulates celebs they magazine deems to look good & ridicules those whose clothing choices they do not approve of. Screw the sisterhood, eh?
Besides these troublesome pieces the magazine continues to perpetuate the thin is beautiful myth. There is no sign of anyone who even remotely resembles me. None of the insanely expensive clothes featured would be available in my size; larger women do not exist in glamour world. It is a world that is also predominately white, assumes that everyone is straight & that how we look is our main concern. All this from a magazine that frequently tries to attach itself to feminism, I despair.

 

Lily Allen Hard out here

Parklife….

I am dog sitting this week. My brother’s dog, Ringo (I named him) has come to stay. He’s a gorgeous boy. He is very affectionate & loves a good sleep. I love having him and as auntie ly spoils him rotten, he loves being here.

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So, today I thought I would combine a trip to the park with a little blog photo shoot. My dear friend billy was my photographer & companion. I think he might enjoy Ringo’s company more than mine.

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The weather was fairly pleasant, the sun really wanted to break through, but didn’t always manage. In any case it was warm enough to dispense with jackets & break out a new maxi skirt. I picked up this skirt on my recent charity shop trawl. It appeals to my hippie sensibilities & as I am trying to expand the blue section of my wardrobe, it was a must have. I teamed it up with my favourite Beatles vest & my nude flats. It’s a great comfy, but cute outfit.

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Skirt – charity shop

Vest – H&M

Cardigan – John Lewis

 

No excursion with billy is complete without a little carry on, so we had a little go on the swings.

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Parklife Blur

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I can see clearly now….

After fumbling around in a blur for far too long I have finally gotten myself some new glasses. My last beautiful pair of spectacles met their demise at the hands (paws) of my mum’s dog Coco.

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The charming culprit.                Her victims.

 

In the aftermath of this shocking act of destruction I had been forced to rely on an aged pair of glasses with an old (& useless prescription). All of this leads to the grand unveiling of my amazing new specs.

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Glasses – Red or Dead

 

I’m so into the 50’s style. I love what they do to my face, but by far my favourite feature is the ‘eyebrows’, they are magnetic & changeable. The glasses come with three different pairs of eyebrows each a different colour & shape. The novelty of changing my glasses to match outfits or my mood is yet to wear off. Of course it is also rather helpful to be able to see properly again. It’s safe to say I am more than a little bit in love with them.

This style is limited edition, so swoop in fast if you’re a fan.

 

I can see clearly now Jimmy Cliff

 

 

 

Take from me, my lace….

Last weekend a sunny day lured me into a window shopping trip with sister. My darling sibling wanted to check out some luxury items, so we took a wander around Frasers & scoped out their designer offerings. She actually really wanted to investigate some Louboutins, but there were a complete lack of the iconic shoes. Disappointed, we moved on to a little high street sale rummaging. We both did well in sticking with the looking not buying position until we made the mistake of entering Primark.
The weather & their summer stock conspired against us, we both left with armfuls of bright, funky seasonal pieces. At Primark prices it is just too hard to resist.

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Shopping done we headed to one of my favourite haunts to snap some photos. This beautiful red sandstone building is home to The Polo Lounge, Glasgow’s best gay club. I have been enjoying its architecture, atmosphere & beverages for longer than I care to admit. This shoot (ha) sparked an idea to take my blog pics at favourite spots around the city. Stay tuned.

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Dress – ASOS Curve

Cardigan – M&S

Shoes – Primark

 

My lace skater had its debut for this outing. I loved it when I saw it on the website, but when it arrived I was uncertain. However once I got it one, I was swooning over it again. I added a belt & some contrasting red bits and felt I rocked it.

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I also have some adorable new glasses (more on them soon), which finished off this look perfectly.

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Glasses – Red or Dead.

 

Stevie Nicks Leather & Lace