..so it’s what I wore.
I haven’t done one of these posts for ages. I promise you I have been wearing clothes. I’ve just been sparing you from the awkward mirror selfies of me showing you what I am wearing. When I first started writing these posts, I was joining in to support a linky started by my chum Transatlantic Blonde. The whole idea behind it was that it was just normal people sharing their everyday style. Whatever normal means of course but I’m sure you catch my drift.
I never had disillusions of being a fashion blogger. I don’t even have an Instagram Husband for goodness sake. I sometimes have a willing child to take the odd badly lit photo but other than that, you are lumped with my awkward mirror selfies. Sorry about that. Of course, this all started a million years ago before social media influencers were even a thing. Things have changed so much in the blogging world and I haven’t always moved with them. If I felt like a fish out of water in days of yore, then that is nothing compared to now. But actually I am okay with that. I’m happy to blog away in my own little bubble and hopefully some of you will want to still read these posts. I don’t claim to know much about fashion but I do know what I like and at the grand old age of forty I am starting to find a style that works for me. And that I can talk about it until the cows come home.
Anyway I digress. What I really wanted to show you is My Big Red Coat. I bought it back in September from Primark no less. I can’t remember how much it was but I’m guessing I got change from £30. And yes, it really is that red. It has been the injection of colour that I didn’t know my autumn wardrobe needed. I love being the big fat red tomato in a sea of grey and black in the playground. It isn’t the warmest of coats so I sized up knowing that I would want to wear it well into winter with as many layers as I could fit underneath and I have to say that it is working brilliantly. It smartens up the trusty old mummy uniform of a breton and jeans but as it sits just about on my knees, it is the perfect length to wear over dresses too.
I always used to see coats as an investment. As in, I would happily spend a decent amount of money on one knowing that it ticked the boxes I needed it to. I would always sway on the side of sensible but that all went to pot a few years back when I realised that having amassed all the sensible coats I needed, there was room in my wardrobe for more fun. Enter the TopShop leopard print coat of dreams that I am still wearing to this day. And this year of course it is the turn of My Big Red Coat. Red coats are everywhere this season, if I hadn’t snapped up this one then I would have undoubtedly found another one. But I have a feeling that I will be wearing mine long after it has been deemed no longer fashionable. I love it. Absolutely love it.