What I Wish I Was Wearing

green dress

green dress

[Dress: Dorothy Perkins, 2010 // Shoes: New Look (ancient) // Sunglasses: House of Harlow]

There are currently 58 unpublished posts sitting in the drafts folder of this blog.

Some of them are posts I started but never finished, for one reason or another. Some are ones I started AND finished, but then thought better of actually publishing. A couple contain weird fragments of run-on sentences that make NO SENSE whatsoever, and which I’m just going to assume were written by a ghost in my laptop*. Or possibly by James Joyce. A few, however, contain outfit photos that I took, downloaded from the camera, edited… and then decided I absolutely hated, so didn’t post.

This post – or at least, the photos from it – falls into the latter category. We took these at the very end of last summer, on what was probably the last “bare legs” day of the season. (So around June, then.) When I got home that night, I decided I didn’t like them, so they’ve sat in my drafts folder for months now, until a couple of days ago when I rediscovered them. (Also when I got home that night I discovered a set of mysterious Marks of Death on the back of that dress, which no amount of cleaning/stain removing would vanquish. They are there to this day: I couldn’t quite bring myself to throw it away.) And now, well, I may not love the photos, but here we are, still struggling our way through a seemingly endless winter, and I would give just about anything to be able to go out in bare legs and peep toes and prance around a country road in a lightweight dress.

Unfortunately for me, there’s STILL snow on the ground, and it feels colder than it was in December or January, so there have been limited opportunities to take outfit photos, especially given that Terry and I have spent the last couple of weeks basically tearing the house apart and then putting it back together again, in an effort to get it ready to sell. (All of those little jobs we’ve been putting off for years? All done. I always knew we’d only ever get round to that stuff when we decided to sell. On the upside, though, if it DOESN’T sell at least we got all that work done, and it looks better than it has at any point in its history!)  We had our first ever White Easter (that I can recall, anyway) this weekend, and although I did spend part of Good Friday getting my Spring/Summer clothes out of storage and trying to insert them into my crammed closet, the process was made a little bit more challenging than usual by the fact that I couldn’t actually pack much of the winter stuff away, on account of how I’m STILL FREAKING WEARING IT, GOD. So rather than yet another photo of THOSE Topshop boots in the snow, here’s a flashback to better days: and hopefully a taste of things to come.

Happy Easter, everyone! Hope you’re having a nice long weekend if you celebrate it, and a nicer-than-average Monday if you don’t.

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* Speaking of ghosts, remember my mysterious Phantom Opera Singer? Well, the mystery is solved, people! And I’m embarrassed to admit that having been totally, 100% sure that it couldn’t possibly have come from my phone, absolutely NO WAY, never… yeah, it was totally coming from my phone: or rather, an app on my phone, which had somehow been set to some strange “occasional opera singer” setting I didn’t know existed. I was a little bit disappointed, to be completely honest.

Hi, I'm Amber. I'm a full-time fashion/shoe blogger from the UK, and this is the story of my life, my clothes, and the International Man of Mystery Next Door. You can read more from me at my other blogs, The Fashion Police and Shoeperwoman, and you can follow me on Bloglovin' here.

14 Comments

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Suya

    So glad that your house isn’t haunted by dead opera singers! :)

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Stella Kashmoney

    Happy Easter Amber.

  • Truthfully, I kind of liked the mysterious opera singing ghost. Cliche perhaps, but the idea of homes in the UK having a resident ghost just sounds so right. Not sure how it would affect your resale value though. I guess that would depend on the quality of the singing. {Sigh} Having said all that, I think you did the right thing in telling us it was your phone.

    Your dress says spring all over. Now, if only you can get your weather to cooperate.

    Sue xo

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Wore Out

    I am so glad I’m not the only blogger with a ‘dead end’ folder on their desktop, a place where photos that never quite live up to my expectations go to die. I am glad these summery, twirly photos are making an appearance and I’m also glad you solved the mystery of the wailing opera singer.

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Louise

    Yes, pulling the house to bits certainly takes your mind off fashion and stuff… well, momentarily at least. I hope our sunshine comes soon. X

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Erika

    Love this dress and even the pictures! Hoping for warmer weather to come your way. It is a pain having to cram too much clothes into an already too small closet, I have been there!

  • Reply April 1, 2013

    Suz

    Love the James Joyce reference! I once tried to read Ulysses and actually thought I was losing my mind. Never re-read so many pages so many times and still be completely in the dark about what was happening.

    Gutted about the Opera singing ghost, though. I liked the thought of her. Classy, for a ghost!

  • Reply April 2, 2013

    Rebecca

    Not sure why you weren’t a fan of this outfit initially – cause it looks lovely on you!

    • Reply April 2, 2013

      Amber

      It wasn’t the outfit I didn’t like, it was the photos of it!

  • Reply April 2, 2013

    Corinne

    Ah, I saw this on instagram and rushed over here to see where you got the dress from. 2010? Oh nooooo. Do do not understand, I have been on the hunt for a dress this colour for the past few months now, after discovering that it’s probably my fav colour and I do not own anything green.

    Sorry to hear about the Marks of Death =(

    Stay warm!

    Corinne x
    http://www.skinnedcartree.com

  • Reply April 2, 2013

    Nina Williams

    Lovely photo shot and the smile on your face,its looking so pretty.

  • Reply April 2, 2013

    Nina

    Aw, that’s too bad about the opera singer! I have a story like that as well… About 10 years ago, you know, when cell phones were strictly for calls and texts, I borrowed my boyfriend’s old phone to take with me on holiday because mine was broken. So I was sleeping on the couch in this Italian living room, when I was suddenly awoken from deep sleep by a loud voice saying “Bridge to Captain: We are receiving a message!” And I was all like “WTF, bridge? Captain? Message?” As it turned out, I had just gotten a text message on that phone ;-)

  • Reply April 2, 2013

    Moni

    Amber, just today when I walked home from work I saw this one denim jacket in the window of a shop – and I LONGED to be able to leave the house wearing shorts and a t-shirt and just a denim jacket instead of a thick coat and gloves and lined shoes and all…
    Oh, how I wish it were warmer. Just a few degrees…

  • Reply April 4, 2013

    char

    There’s an app for random opera singing?! They really do have an app for EVERYTHING.
    I like these photos, sorry to hear about the ‘marks of death’. I never understand those, and find it hard to part with the affected pieces, too.
    And I completely understand about photos which you later don’t like. About 99% of the outfit photos I’ve ever taken have fallen into that category. :(

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