Archive | December, 2011

Ponch Me I’m Dreaming

1 Dec

Christmas is fast approaching… and with it, the bitter, winter weather!

I don’t know why I sound so excited about this cold weather business- I guess I’ve become a traitor to my own June-baby roots and have opted for winter weather preference this year… I have to be honest, I did get rather fed up with the summer lingering around through the autumn months this year (I know this makes me a crazy person!), and I’ve been so desperate to speed up the approach of winter, that I’ve practically rain-danced my way through the last few months in a desperate attempt to spur it on! Perhaps it’s just because I’ve subconsciously been longing for Christmas time; or perhaps because I’m a secret summer Scrooge, and therefore in general, just a miserable person; or, in a shamelessly tenuous link, perhaps it’s because I’ve been impatiently anticipating the arrival of A/W fashion!

For the sake of this post- and my dignity- I’m picking the latter.

I’ve recently bought this bright, jazzy print (“Too jazzy?” Sorry, that hilarious line from The Inbetweeners always seems to echo in my mind when I mention the word ‘jazzy’!) poncho from Dorothy Perkins for £35. I’ve been wearing it with a black high-waisted skirt and black body, with tights and boots in the mild weather, but am planning to replace the skirt with jeans when it turns colder! I realise this seems like a lot of black, however with such a jazzy print (Sorry, just had to say it again…!) I feel it works better to keep everything neutral (or black-tral, whatever!), and the poncho just seems to stand out that little bit more. Moreover, it may not actually look like a poncho, but I can assure you that it is! It said ‘poncho’ on the label and eveything… Even so, I admit it seems more like a half-cape, half-poncho crossover, therefore I’ll call it a ‘Ponch’ as it hasn’t really made it as a fully-fledged poncho yet (as much as it pains me to admit it).

In other news, I’ve just finished reading Orwell’s ‘Animal Farm’ (It actually only took me a day and a bit! I mean, ’tis a wee book), and thought it was great, of course. It may be a basic, short read in other readers’ minds, however it was the content which captured me, not its length. And for those who haven’t read it and don’t want a spoiler, I’ll just say this: The story itself was a fantastically clever metaphor based around the Communist regime, whilst the ending of the story was particularly chilling and fascinating.  

 

That’s all for now then! Happy blogging folks.

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