Stripped and Striped!

SO...My beautiful familia popped down to 'hang' last weekend. NATURALLY we went out and did some fly stuff, din-dins, cin-cins and night bus! I snapped a few pics before we left as I was feeling quite fly. 

I wore my 'I got it before Rihanna' H&M jacket and some lovely high waisted green trousers i picked up from Topshop and a 'body' rounded up with my purple and green Kurt Geiger mary janes. Word of advice, if you are going to have a starter AND a massive main, don't wear a body with high waisted trousers. It transpired that a Vietnam-style battle ensued betweed my belly and my clothes about half way through the fifth spoon of jasmine rice. Needless to say, my belly won and I spent the rest of the evening gingerly clutching my coat to hide my shame. Yessir-eee, mama would be proud!

I have been perusing some awesome blogs of late and by gosh golly I miss it! I realised I can't just be looking fly and not letting y'all see it. My posts have been sporadic to say the least, but the blame for that rests squarely on my photographer's shoulders. (No lies). I say we all throw stones at him. Any volunteers to take over the role? Message me! I will endeavour to do more posts though, even if I have to balance myself on a revolving stool in a passport photo booth.....too far??

I've got the sultry look on lock. Pahahaha! I'm being ironic, there's a lock behind me. You get it? *high fives myself*

Birthday hoo-ray!

Hey homies old and new! How goes it on this chilly January eve? (FOR REAL what is this sub-arctic North Pole jingle-bell type icy weather though? - RUDE is what is bloomin' is!) 

Yes, January is the month of depression and conflicting subliminal and social messages driving me people to crave copious amounts of warm stodgy comfort food whilst watching adverts for Imogen Thomas exercise dvds or reading articles on how to 'get a bum like Pippa's' exclusively from her pilates teacher. Needless to say, I skipped hurriedly past that article...

For all the doom and gloom though, January is also...the month of my BIRTHDAY. Whoop-whoop. My bestie/life partner/hairdresser/life-counsellor did a really beautiful blog about it on the day. I tried to cry tears of joy in appreciation but the cold froze them onto my eyelashes soooo.... 

I actually had to work on my birthday (booooooo!!!) so I couldn't wear the planned denim short-shorts and loose jumper combo that I had planned...something about a dress code....?!?

Plus I was treated to an AMAZING birthday dinner at the Oxo tower and I'm not sure how the maitre-d would have taken to that particular outfit...so, here is my sensible birthday outfit....

The other birthday pics are more Bossip than blogger so yeah...enjoy! (yes the pictures are hazy but that is because of the water droplets evaporating from the Thames)

Merry Chrisyear?

Yeah, erm hi,

My name is Aiz, this is my fashion and lifestyle blog. I really like clothes and lives and stuff. For anybody who remembers and on the off chance still follows me I am like SO sorry. I don't know what happened, I had to grow up and stuff and pay bills. My metabolism stopped and tiredness levels increased.

Recently people (my mum) asked me 'what has happened to that blogging thing you used to do' *puts on glasses and looks excitedly at laptop*

When I had no tangible explanation as to why it had suddenly stopped, I had to go out and take some pictures. Plus I am in the country so I took in the country air.

Yeah, about the outfit, I have been watching Beyonce and Jlo videos. Fur, floppy hats and a bad attitude, without the attitude part.

In 2012 though, we will work on the Beyonce body....

AMEN

Shirt: Mum
Skinny cords: Topshop
Shoes: Office (Christmas pressie)
Coat: Not actually mine (at all) purchased at River Island
Hat: H&M

My floral disgrace

SO basically, I stole this dress from my sister. In my defence though, her gorgeous and perfectly proportioned figure is much too petite for it. (Love ya sis!). Plus, there was sunshine in England. As in the England that is in the British Isles. The one with the omnipresent rain clouds. Frankly, it would be rude not to.

Look out for the genuine glee in my eyes in the pictures. Obviously snow is forecast in like 2 weeks but whatever....

Oh and I'm thinking of dying my hair brown. What do you guys think? Will it make me look unwashed?

Lashings of Lovings and remember that crime doesn't pay!

Mia-mi waters....

Now that I am back in the Soviet Union  UK with it's erm less than temperate climate I sit depressed as I remember leaving the house without having to wear a jacket. Not even a cardigan. I miss Miami. MUST go back again soon. I have so many other photos of cool outfits but they are less aloof and fashionable and more Spring Break.... Well, it IS the city where the heat is on all night on the beach til the break of dawn.....

*Sobs*

It's like I never went away....without the 'never' part

YO HOMIES! WAAAAADUP?!

Ok, enough of that now! I am not going to make excuses for my absence, all I will say is that life is SO stressful when you're a grown up. Being in gainful employment and having to pay 'bills' and what not. I have found that it has really taken its toll on the stylish and carefree lifestyle that I once possessed. 

The pictures below are the pictorial documentation of my quiet rebellion against the chains that society has thrust upon me i.e. having to dress smartly to work.

I promise I won't be gone for that long again....

Shirt- vintage
Bow tie- Vintage
Jacket and skirt - H&M
Shoes- Borrowed from my homie
Hair - in desperate need of a hair salon

Lashings of Lovings and stop giving me evils....

Smart-cahj?

Having tentatively made deeper forays into the world of work, this is what I have come up with in answer to that ever elusive and little understood genre of clothing known as smart casual....I say me...i actually mean my mother and her eagle eye for sensible fashion....