Spighetti

Dress: Zara, Shoes: Russell and Bromley,  Clutch:  Vintage

I like food. I think that this is probably why on seeing this dress I immediately christened it 'the blue spaghetti dress' and  as simply as that this post received the worst pun title to date. I have a way with words.

I'd like to say that I wore this dress to an Italian restaurant - or even Italy (hint hint)- however, I actually wore it for a night out in Liverpool this weekend. Sans scouse brow of course!

Aside from copious amounts of alcohol and crazy dancing my friends and I also mooched around the city centre in the light of day too, visiting Liverpool One, Albert Docks and the University. Despite visiting Liverpool quite a few times before for both shopping and art gallery visits I always seem to forget how much I like Liverpool. Definitely aiming to go back again- even if it is just to do some serious damage to my bank account in Liverpool One...

Split roast

Top: Wallis, Skirt: Warehouse, Necklace: Accessorize

I think that this outfit could go one of two ways really:

1) Add a pair of oversized sunglasses and voilà I transform in to your generic Hollywood starlet circa the boho years minus the eating disorder.

2) Pass me a tambourine and the resemblance to Esmeralda is uncanny. (Photoshop me in front of the Notre Dame and it's even better)

Despite rhythm being a foreign concept to me I think I know which look I'd prefer. Now where did I put my tambourine..?