Mood-boosting outfit #1: after the baby

mood boosting outfit

By Terri Cluckie

These trousers were the gift to myself for after my baby was born. I haven’t had them on since he was two days old. That day I last wore them I had no make-up on so the dark circles under my eyes looked especially dark, my hair was up in a shitty bun and the white t-shirt I had on was full of holes and did the worst job of covering up the fact that my nursing bra gave me cone boobs because it is made entirely of one layer of cotton fabric (no padding whatsoever). I was not looking or feeling good that day, especially because my precious newborn was hating life and would not stop crying and given the fact that we had only met two days previous, both my partner and myself had no idea what to do with him so the screaming continued for most of the day.

But anyway.

Fast forward three weeks and life has settled a little. I still have no time for anything but every night just before he finally sleeps I take a few seconds to think about what I’m going to wear the next day because it makes me feel really good. I’ve never been so experimental in what I wear than I have been the past few weeks and I think it’s because I’m putting a lot of effort into the little things that make me feel good during a time when I don’t always feel so good.

Today I decided to wear my special trousers with a crop top I bought from Topshop almost three years ago but had yet to wear. I planned on wearing a red lip too but screaming baby = no time for precision = no red lip.

Make-up aside, I was really pleased with this outfit. So pleased I decided I needed to get out the house just to make sure at least one person I don’t know witnessed its greatness. That and I needed to go to the shop for fish for tea.

P.S. How good is Stranger Things? Is anybody else watching it? (stupid question).

[Image: It’s me]

Topshop acid denim jacket

Denim jacket one

By Terri Cluckie

The last time I owned a denim jacket it involved months of searching and ended in an epic Ebay bidding battle which cost me way more than it should have. It was a vintage Levi’s with a shearling collar and it ultimately turned out to be one of my favourite jackets even though everybody else hated it.

Even if it was well loved by me, the fact still remained that it was a men’s size small and way too big for me so it retired to my wardrobe and hasn’t been seen in about two years.

But now my denim jacket days are back.

This is the Topshop Moto acid wash oversized denim jacket. It fits way better than my last one.

It cost £45 which I think is quite steep but I’m willing to overlook the pricetag given how versatile denim jackets are and therefore how easy they are to wear. They are light enough for the summer and somehow heavy enough for the winter and considering that I live in Scotland, the most indecisive place on earth when it comes to weather, it’s one of the most ideal jackets I could pick.

Also, how timeless are they?

[Images: my own]

Gucci Princetown leather slipper dupes

By Terri Cluckie

Three weeks ago I put in my order for Christmas to my other half. He laughed at me and said no which is how things usually go but I thought I was doing him a favour by giving him a six-month head start on savings. It’s only a pair of Gucci slippers. They only cost £380. They are amazing and I’m allowed to dream.

Gucci Princetown leather slipper - £380
Gucci Princetown leather slipper – £380

I’ve said for the past 9 years that my first designer purchase will be the greatest moment of my life. I gave birth to my son two weeks ago but I still stand by that statement (just kidding!). I’ve dreamt of opening a pair of designer shoes or designer bag on a birthday/ Christmas since the day I first bought the December issue of Vogue way back in 2007. That’s where it all began for me and even though I was pretty sure by this point in life I’d have a designer wardrobe sorted with my job at Vogue, things haven’t quite went to plan and I’m still only dreaming.

Where that might still be the case for the Gucci shoes, I have found something that has suppressed my appetite for now; Topshop. One week ago I was window shopping on their website and found the answer to my dreams.

These are the Kylie backless mules and are £331 cheaper than the Gucci version. They come in black or leopard and are perfect to me. I already know that my friends will hate them but I’m learning to accept the fact that that’s generally how it goes with my choice of footwear.

I’ve worn them once and they made my baby blues disappear for a good two hours while I was down town shopping on a quick baby break at the weekend.

I’ll still be crossing my fingers that I get my wishes granted at Christmas time but for now, thank the lord for dupes!

[Images: my own and www.gucci.com]

The big issue: Birkenstocks and fast fashion

alexa chung in birkenstocks

By Terri Cluckie

Lately it has come to my attention that people don’t like my Birkenstocks. I know, it’s shocking. I thought we all loved Birkenstocks too.

I actually thought I was doing myself a favour when I bought my Arizona-dupe Primark fivers that are very comfortable and also very versatile but apparently I’m not the most fashionable person in the room. It wasn’t until recently when one of my best friends found my pair in my kitchen and thought they were my boyfriend’s that the cogs started turning. My other best friend has actually always hated them so I guess the signs have always been there but still, I’m shocked. How could I have been so wrong?

I pondered my shortcomings last Tuesday when I was alone in the house and came to the conclusion that I blame fast fashion. I blame cheap prices making everything so accessible and providing me with all these opportunities to be expressive and try new trends! But this is the problem with the (high street) fashion world. It makes us do crazy things. How often do we play Risk with new trends when the price tag is sky high? I think I’m in the same boat as many people here so will go ahead and speak for us when I say not often at all.

Places like Primark make fad trends so accessible that we will all continue to make the same mistakes over and over again in the vicious circle of life meaning my Birkenstock issues are only just the beginning. Lord help us. I mean, we’ll be walking away from the EU soon so for fuck sake can we just have a bit of mental clarity to know that we’ve at least got a decent pair of socially acceptable shoes on our feet?!

I’m getting carried away but I thought my purchase of the sandals was fool proof because I seen them on one of my favourite fashion blogs (R.I.P. AfterDRK) and if you can’t rely on your everyday gal to let you know what’s in and what’s not then who can you trust? Now, yes, that was two years ago so I admit time may be spent on my beloved sandals but they’re still being sold on ASOS so how am I supposed to know they’re not cool anymore?

Life is hard sometimes. Maybe I should admit defeat and move on. Maybe I should stand my ground and buy a new pair of Birkenstocks because I like them. Maybe none of this matters and I should go read another book or something. Maybe I’ll just go ponder some more.

Another interesting take on the Birkenstock debate: Manrepeller.com

[Photo credit: google.com]

Hallucinations of a completely skint human being

By Terri Cluckie

I’ve clearly been high this week because my search history includes net-a-porter.com, theoutnet.com and alexanderwang.com and my bookmarks bar looks like something out of Carrie Bradshaw’s closet.

Up until recently I have accepted the fact that my current financial situation just can’t justify buying new maternity bras or food so I have been hibernating in an attempt to not spend the money that doesn’t live in my purse anyway. It’s proving to be difficult. You know how they say, “when you don’t have the money you always see something you want to buy in the shops”? That has been my week in a nutshell with no thanks to the internet. I’ve even found promise on New Look’s website. I mean REALLY.

I couldn’t afford the bigger box of Rennie’s from Superdrug the other day but I can definitely afford a pair of Alexander Wang Amelia flats AND one of his bags. I’ve chosen to go with a mini version of the bag though because I’ve not forgotten I’m on a budget.

And I have a plan. I have cleared out my room of all my junk to sell at a local carboot sale on Sunday so that I can afford my new lifestyle. With all the money I’m going to make from it I have wishlisted my way through Topshop and the entirety of Marni shoes available on theoutnet.com for when my ship comes in and my swanky new house needs some sweet, sweet merchandise to fill its shelves.

In case you are interested, here are some of the items I’ve “pre-bought”… in my head:

1. Alexander Wang Amelia flats: I’ve wanted these since they graced the runway in September therefore by the laws of the universe it’s only fair I own them now.

Alexander Wang Amelia flats
Alexander Wang Amelia flats

2. Marni Embellished Leather Loafers: They don’t even have these in my size and I’m still convinced I can buy them.
Marni Embellished Leather Loafers
Marni Embellished Leather Loafers

3. Alexander Wang Mini Rockie: Don’t tell me this bag is overpriced ok? Nobody believes you.
Alexander Wang Mini Rockie
Alexander Wang Mini Rockie

4. Topshop Spot Pleat Trousers: A more realistic wish yet still so far out of reach for someone who currently relies on their mum to keep the milk stocked in the fridge.
Topshop Spot Pleat Trousers
Topshop Spot Pleat Trousers

Street style and why it will never be me: M.I.A. at Ashish

M.I.A. at Ashish

By Terri Cluckie

Don’t ask me the source of this image because I reblogged it on Tumblr and who ever knows where things truly come from on Tumblr? I’m referring to it now because I still don’t understand the sorcery behind M.I.A.’s literal take on effortless style and how she manages to look so good… AT A FASHION SHOW. Like what is this witchery?

The last time I wore an oversized jumper with leggings and unbrushed hair was yesterday because I hadn’t showered and wasn’t leaving the house so there was no need to make an effort. I only regretted this choice when my Gran paid a surprise visit leaving me mortified as she told me I “stunk” in the most brutally honest yet still loving way that only a Gran can. You know what though, maybe it’s because I wasn’t holding a clutch and wearing a pair of white trainers at the same time… Yeah that’s why she didn’t get it.

It’s amazing how some people are just so naturally cool and how others (me) are so not. Ah life.

[Photo credit: mmatangi on Tumblr]

It’s all in your head: Thinking you have style when actually, you don’t

Audrey 2

By Terri Cluckie

My best friend once told me I reminded her of Audrey Hepburn because we apparently share the same quirks. I still take this comment as one of the biggest compliments I have achieved in life so far, and as such, I like to pretend that in my mind I am in fact, Audrey Hepburn.

We both have fair skin, brown hair, excellent eyebrows, and a sense of humour (I’m obviously referring to past-Audrey, may she RIP). But one thing I can’t actually nail is her impeccable style. It’s probably one of the most important things about her in my eyes because she was not just a very accomplished woman, but a very accomplished, stylish woman. And I am not.

I don’t need to go through the style archives of Audrey with you, we all know what she looks like and what she wore. We all also know she would have made a dirty bin liner look good. But humour me for a second. Imagine her in an all black long-sleeved top, cigarette pants and ballet pump ensemble. Classic, easy. You would think. I would think. I mean shit, it’s an all black outfit. The thing I have the problem with though are the cigarette pants because it seems every person on the planet looks good in cigarette pants but me. Like what is wrong with my body that I can’t pull them off? Actually, it’s difficult for me to pull of anything that’s not stuck to my legs which is why skinny jeans have been my best friend since 2007.

Audrey three

But anyway. I know I can’t be alone when I talk about my frustrations in not being able to manifest my thoughts into reality. You would think it would be easy for me to recreate the above look but my ability to find the perfect pair of black trousers seems to hold me back, as does my ability to put together an outfit apparently. But how can this be true when it all makes sense in my head?

In my head I’m already gliding through town in that outfit just like Audrey would… I’ve also got a friend by my side who takes random candid photos of me for my Tumblr blog just like those others girl… but that’s just all in my head.

This trend of not being able to follow through happens to me a lot in life. It is a concentration thing – not paying attention to the little opportunities that can make big things happen. It’s acting with purpose and it really shouldn’t be as deep as this but it is.

I used to think it was a confidence thing, being too shy to dress a certain way which is something Leandra Medine has even spoken about. That shocked me because I thought she was the most confident person in the world but if someone like her can have quiet days then there is definitely hope for the rest of us.

What I’m pitching here is a pledge to concentrate and be more decisive when I’m shopping – so important in life I know, but I’ll be damned if I continue on through my twenties never really becoming the person I know I can be!

[Photo credits: Google Images]