Found this dress in my wardrobe searching adventures.  I got it around Christmas time and thought I’d grunge it up a bit for a “dark” flapper kind of look. However, my enthusiasm to dress up didn’t extend to me taming the unruly mop of hair on my head!

And these once beige shoes have been victim to a number of tipsy excursions so apologies.  They were really nice in their pristine newly bought phase !





“Daisy and Jordan lay upon an enormous couch, like silver idols weighing down their own white dresses against the singing breeze of the fans.”

- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Ch. 7




                                                                                                                                                                                     *DRESS: HOUSE OF FRASER

                                                                                                                                                                                               *DRESS: THE RETROSPHERE

And a bit of colour for the bite …



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We got bored.

So me and my little sis Jenny got bored.. so I coerced her into letting me do her makeup and be styled by me.. genuinely scary stuff. Involved a lot of me barking orders and trying on half my wardrobe! Here’s a few outfits we came up with! Isn’t she a beautiful wee thing!


                                                                                                                                                           “Come and take a walk on the wild side…

                                                                                                                                                                                     you like your girls insane.. ” 




                                                                                                                                  ” You’re a stylish girl.. can’t we end this stylishly?”..



Also goes to show Primark does churn out some good bits and bobs! Although admittedly my main motivation in getting a well paid job in the future is so I can satisfy my label lust !


More soon!

Nicole X.


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Breakfast with Audrey

A modern take on the beautiful timeless icon that is Audrey Hepburn..


SHIRT:URBAN OUTFITTERS                                                                                                   SKIRT:TOPSHOP









                                                      DRESS: HOUSE OF FRASER





p.s I know the formatting on this is ridiculously bad, but bear with me ‘cos I have 3 A-levels next week!



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It isn’t easy being me.

No I don’t live in a war zone, a famine stricken third world town or small dung hut on stilts over a river of malnourished crocodiles- but I feel really sorry for myself. In the words of a wise teacher, who fancied himself as a bit of a stand-up comedian, ” Let’s not have a pity party!”  But that’s exactly what I find myself doing so often. I have had a really lucky life I guess. I screwed up my younger years pursuing my teenage “sweet heart” (HA!) and still managed to come out with decent GCSEs. I realised I actually wasn’t as thick as I was perceived by some people. So, I decided to stay in school and did pretty well from there on!  AND..  As much as I will thank the education system in years to come for the great graduate job I may or may not have,I feel like my later childhood/teenage years have been snatched away from me.

So we start career planning in first year. Aged 11. Isn’t this just a little bit after we stop the replies of ” I want to be a princess/camel/popstar.” Mild exaggeration. But what I’m trying to say is that we’re made to look to the future from such a young age! It’s madness. Couldn’t we have retained a little bit of our blissful ignorance until our GCSE years?

And even now I feel as unsure as ever about what I want to do with my life. This absolutely GRIM economic climate has meant that it’s all about picking a job that’s in demand etc. Whatever happened to the good old, do something you love and work hard, then you’ll get a job? See, initially I had wanted to do something really creative such as… English and er, creative writing. I could well have done this. However, at every corner I’m being told that graduate prospects are poor, you won’t have a job, how will you feed your 17 children! Furthermore, Repossession on your house, no banged up Nissan Micra, no tesco value beans. LIVING ON THE STREETS! And before anyone feels I’m being insensitive, If that has happened to someone I am DEEPLY sorry, but what I am trying to say is that generalisations like this are ridiculous.

Odds are if you like something and are good at it, you will find your way in the world.. We can hope. I am now hoping to do a degree in politics. I do love politics and it was a sturdy choice for me to make. I can see myself finding a job I like from it.  BUT..*cue for a long list of what ifs*

I always wonder what would have happened if I had left post-GCSEs, as I had intended on doing, to take a course in Fashion and textiles. I’m sure I would have had a great time, and as much as I feel I made the right choice, I wonder if those careers advisors and pesky newspaper statistics would have been right in damning me to a life of poverty and no prospects, unless I am absolutely outstanding and basically the next Stella McCartney. Just because I don’t want to do law, or medicine, engineering etc, does not mean I am not going to do anything with my life. The world needs lots of different workers in different fields. We’ll always need bin men, postmen, nurses.. but we’ll always want the artsy types, too. Imagine a world without artists, or writers and journalists, musicians etc. Would be a pretty bleak place!

But yeah, I guess what I’m annoyed about is the fact I have to choose RIGHT NOW the moves that will determine the rest of my life. I can’t even choose between Deli sandwiches in McDonald’s without a certain degree of deep and intense thought. My mind changes A LOT and it probably will for a long time. Problem is that now changing your mind is an expensive activity. I’m sure a lot of people my age do feel like this. Pushed into a corner and trapped. It’s good to have direction, it’s just scary how quickly it all happens!

Now, I am going to take on the role of an elderly woman and say that I really hope things will be so much different for my children. They may have a nutter of a mother but I will always push them to take the route of what they love over what is construed as sensible. And if I forget this, someone send me this blogpost when I’m forcing them to revise 10 hours a day for a place in Oxford!

Love and good luck,


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Danish style Queen. All must worship..


She was the support act at a Katy Perry concert I went to a few months ago, and not only was i totally taken back by her music but the absolutely awesome poncho she wore. Yes. A poncho.  And I personally am not a poncho type of girl but for this poncho.. I’d change that.

  So, upon looking into her music a bit more and a lot of google images stalking I found out she actually has a sense of style so eclectic that it deserves to be revered with all my other idols such as Alexa Chung, Jameela Jamil and Florence Welch.

I actually think  Europeans have a fantastic sense of style and individuality. Looking at the likes of  “The Sartorialist” shows the extent of this, and this lady is no exception.

Here’s a few of my favourite outfits I’ve found of hers..


If you do like her and wanted to recreate her looks, then here’s a few items that I think are quite Oh Land-esque.. high street style !






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I was honestly a bit worried about Topshop for a while.. because every new season’s stock they got in seemed to be a recycled version of a previous but they have utterly redeemed themselves with a MAD amount of patterns and I’m loving it.

Here’s what I’m lusting after post-pay day..

I’m thinking it could work well with  my Ginger Locks, block heels and the legs out, now that we are into the season of tights, without the risk of blue legs from a lack of circulation!!

With a slouchy band T-skirt, skinny belt and smart lace up shoe boot heels!

A bit premature in this weather but add a leather Jacket and a floaty knee length skirt and you are SET for our UK weather.


Nicole X.

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This place is so boring.

This place is SO boring..

Northern Ireland, although it is improving, is not exactly a fashion metropolis. Even in Belfast it’s difficult to pick anyone with a vaguely individual style from the crowd. I am not saying that people here don’t dress well, and I know it’s a very strong generalization, but bar a small percentage of the population, we are so boring and safe when it comes to clothes!

And this is why I love London…

Upon going to London I had high hopes for witnessing “the London Look” and finding loads of new styles and ideas to take away and develop on. It did not disappoint. Again, I am not saying everyone there was a prospective style icon, but there were so many different characters and so much more style on the street. Seeing how brave people were with their clothes made me feel genuinely ashamed of being so boring with what I wear and not being more outrageous with my dressing when it’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Of course, if I started to dress a certain way, or all of a sudden really unique, outrageous OR to break away from the comfort of my dreaded Jeggings and bog standard leather jacket, I would get the usual few saying that I was being pretentious. All followed by, of course, the whispers of “good god who does she think she is ?”  But really, who cares!

I’m probably sounding like a broken record of those before me vouching for individualism but I am sick of this place and the usual bustling queues for Hollister and swarms to Jack Wills (same old argument of a pained individualist!)  I have nothing against people who choose this code of dress if it does indeed make them happy and they feel comfortable in those clothes. However, I can guarantee that some of the younger generation (14 years old plus) in high school, feel totally obligated to have a Hollister Hoody because all the other girls have them and they don’t want to feel left out. I see it all the time, especially being a prefect to a Junior School class. I just wish those who do want to be an “Out-there” dresser would just do it. It’s not about whether other people like what you’re wearing. If you look and feel confident with those clothes on, who is going to question whether it works or not.

I have few resolutions to keep to in this New Year but my first all started with a mad pair of patterned leggings which mark the start of my new wardrobe life.  You may find these leggings tame but to me they mark the start of me being brave, and moving into the me I want to show the world. I love fashion but I’ve never really illustrated that because of the fear that people might think I’m pretending or trying to be something I’m not. There is no shame in changing the way you dress or the music you like or anything else just because you feel like it. You’re not selling out. You’re not a faker. Be brave and be you. I should really be a motivational speaker looking back on this. Sorry guys!

Basically to anyone who has went into a shop, picked up something they’d love to wear, thought and said to themselves “I wish I could wear that but .. I just couldn’t.” YOU CAN. Go try it on. If it looks good, take it for God’s sake! You probably look fantastic and at the end of the day what’s so great about looking like everyone else anyway!

Love and wishes of bravery,

Your fellow fashion warrior-

Nicole X

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In case you didn’t know.. I’m ginger.

Okay. So upon typing “ginger” into the Facebook search box here’s a few links that come up.

“Always be yourself. Unless you’re ginger, then be someone else.”

“Not paying child support because your kid’s a ginger.”

I’m not taking all these kind of groups thick, but when is the world going to get over their infantile view of a hair colour? I can take a joke, but I find it genuinely laughable when the only type of insult someone can yell at me is “Oi, Ginger!” Has no one noticed that this has basically been the YEAR of the red heads? Here’s a few to name.

Here’s Emma Stone for one who is absolutely rocking the Red Head look despite being a natural blonde. Might I also add she was voted sexiest actress of 2011 by Victoria’s Secret.

Another one. Nicola Roberts, after ditching the fake tan and going all out pale, has catapulted into a maybe not thriving, but a “getting there”, solo career in addition to launching a gorgeous new make up range “dainty doll” for fair skinned girls. She is quickly transforming into a prominent “Belle” of the fashion world, accumulating chums such as Henry Holland and the likes, AND absolutely bombing every glitzy event she attends.

Last but DEFINITELY not least is my absolute idol. For every aspiring ginger fashionista (hate that word but nevermind) there is no one else more worthy to look to than Miss Florence Welch. If you are looking for unique style indulged in vintage hedonism, with lace, velvet and every other risky fabric combination in one, but nonetheless a style that just WORKS, look no further than this fiery haired songstress. I’m getting carried away with it here but she is the reason I haven’t given in to the taunts of nasty 12 year old’s calling me all sorts that rhyme with “ginge” (really where do they learn this nowadays?) and dyed my hair.  Most recent Muse to the man himself Karl Lagerfeld, she is one-of-a-kind, and the ideal figure head for all GINGERS alike.

So for anyone who does get a lot of agro for being ginger, two fingers in the air to them my chums! You have the best hair colour out and don’t you forget it. When all your friends have gone grey, the odds are that you’ll have clung onto your precious colourful locks for a few years longer, and they’ll be going to the hairdressers to try and find a shade of auburn to cover their greys!

Love Nicole X.

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The Edge of Reason.

So was just sitting here thinking about the cyclical nature of my weeks and months. Each one begins with the same good intentions of “This week I’m not going to smoke, this week I’ll boycott the Chinese Takeaway when I get out of a late shift in work and when I go to the bar this weekend I’ll be having coke and staying sober.” No such luck. We all know the New Year’s resolution type promises we make on whim.  Every week starts with a promise and finishes with regrets.  Here’s what I mean..

The cycle begins. My first 5-11 shift of the week in work spent feeling sorry for myself. These 6 hours are spent convincing myself that the only way to remedy the way I’m feeling is to dig into a chicken curry special with extra chips, which I pick up on the way home, leaving me guiltily stuffing my face whilst envisaging myself as a future Bridget Jones.  This may be the case as the cycle progresses into its next stage.

Day two. Pit stop for a bag of Doritos and 20 Marlboro lights. Sneaky visit to the pound shop for a useless lighter that only works in winds under 0.1 MPH, once more  leaving me angry, frustrated and upset as I try to light a fag on the way up home taking cover behind the wall round the Shore. The struggle ends in the usual singed hair and a bruised thumb from my battle with the lighter.

Gasping for breath I embark on my hike up Mount Everest, or the hill to my house to be precise, after a sneaky smoke feeling guiltier with every step. I wheeze through asthmatic gasps searching for my key in my handbag.  Regretful of my purchases I assure myself I’ll only smoke the rest when I’m next going on a night out. This plan usually fails upon every occasion my mother leaves the house, in which case I grab the chance to stand in the back yard with a black coffee and fag feeling like a hedonistic Skins character. Realising that I’m a bit of a knob for my attitude to self-inflicted harm via smoking, I butt out the fag on the fence and skulk inside feeling ashamed of myself and wondering why I ever started smoking at all.

Upon that topic, I don’t smoke to be cool. Could be a mix of boredom and my highly anxious disposition as a person.  I’m a worrier and an alarmist, which is ironic seeing as this alarm doesn’t seem to stretch as far as my health.  Although last week, upon finding a lump on my gum, I immediately though oh dear God I have gum disease and threw out a full carton of Marlboro Lights. However, a change of heart came half an hour later as I went scavenging through the bin in my bedroom recovering said packet of Cigarettes. Victory is mine.

This week I have, again, committed to a pledge of no smoking, no takeaways and no alcohol.

Here’s the stats so far-

  • 3 Chinese takeaways.
  • 30 Marlboro Lights ( much better)
  • Two predicted visits to the bar.

But it’s okay. There’s always next week for improvement.

Ever notice how everything we put off until next week, or the next day, we usually never do? I think next year may call for a new approach.  Why do tomorrow what you can do today? One day I will break my habits.  But if I don’t, watch this space for the expansion of Bridget Jones into a trilogy, and also for my expanding waistband.

Good Luck & Love,

Nicole x

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Look what I bought today …

So yeah, another day of spending my hard earned wages resulting in a few purchases I have convinced myself I needed..


And so.. I embarked into the depths of the Topshop sale. I spent an hour trundling through the out-of-season shit that they’ve decided to churn out for the devoted Topshopites who don’t bat an eyelid at the design.. ‘cos it’s Topshop. I adore Topshop but I do actually find some of it totally unwearable. Now really, where am I gonna be able to wear a ring or necklace with a spike so big on it it could impale a small innocent bird who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.. no I’m all about the practical wearable clothes. Call me boring. (Listens for boo hiss).


So this disappointing sale did result in one gem..


I think this is quite nice, don’t you ? It doesn’t look a lot to be desired in the picture but I swear .. imagine the bigger picture. It’s a Jones+Jones dress just above knee length which will go fabulously with MAC lipstick in shade “Diva” this awesomely PENG mahogany purple colour and big purple suede crossover wedges from office. I know I know.. beautiful you say.  ONLY 30 QUID. Bargain bin material that is.. bar the “bin” part..

I also got a bra. But i’m not gonna show you That.


Among my other purchases were a grey embellished top from urban outfitters in addition to their lace Kimono

In amidst their horrifying prices (which I do maintain are for quality) they do have a few dazzling bits and pieces in their sales for next to nothing. Well worth the yearly wait where I can feel like I am kitted out in designer gear.. although it’s regarded as the lower end of highstreet.. whereas in my world of money i’d call lower end Primark (call me old fashioned.)



Anyway. Just thought I’d share that.


Nicole X .



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