Tartan Skirt and Converse.

Denim Jacket - Charity Shop

Top - Charity Shop

Skirt - Supre (NZ)

Scarf - From a Friend

Shoes - Converse via eBay

So I know I'm wearing the same denim jacket - again. It's my fault for leaving my warmer jacket in England and thinking that it wouldn't be as cold here in Montpellier. Every time I look out my window and see the sun shining bright I always think it's going to be a mild day. One thing I have learned is that the sun lies. It is bloody freezing. Without a proper coat I am left to shiver in my denim jacket which, as lovely as it is, just doesn't quite do a great job at keeping me warm. 

I could say that I was challenging 'Clueless' by pairing this tartan skirt with some pop socks, but that would be a lie. I just happen to love pop socks and tartan skirts. I will say, however, that I do look rather nineties. If I'd thrown on a choker and swapped my shoes for some platforms then I really could look like I'd stepped off the set of 'Clueless'. Thankfully I don't live trapped an American coming of age film because when I really think about it American high schools look like a nightmare. Well, the way they're depicted in films anyway. I reckon I would surely have been one of the weird rejects that had their lunch money stolen on a regular basis. 

In other news I start university again tomorrow. Which I'm not really looking forward to but it will be nice to have a bit of structure back in my life rather than binge watching Youtube videos and Netflix. Pretty happy with my timetable, however, as I managed to get Monday mornings and every Friday off - fuck yes. Hello long ass weekends. My fabulous timetable also means that I can get to finally do some exploring around the region and see more of France. I've already booked tickets to see my friend up in Rouen in in February and I am so excited!! 

Because this is so nice to listen to when you're doing nothing. 

Floral Playsuit and Desert Boots.

Denim Jacket - Charity Shop

Playsuit - TK Maxx (Present)

 Desert Boots - ASOS

Sunglasses - Tiger Tiger

Rucksack - Converse (Present)

Oh, hello. I went missing from the internet for a while. Well, I say a while lets try a month - a whole bloody month. I wasn't completely disconnected, mind, rather I transformed myself into a shadow and lurked on the internet as opposed to being active like I normally am. My excuse is that I got swamped with revising for my exams (all of which I passed, yay!) and then Christmas crept up on me along with new year and finally flying back to Montpellier. I didn't fly alone this time as I was accompanied by my lovely boyfriend Niall. After staying with me a week he unfortunately had to make his way back to England because of something called a Masters in physics or whatever - pshh, what even is that? 

Excuses aside, I can't publish my first post of 2015 without addressing an exciting change that the new year brought me. You may have noticed that my pictures no longer look so shitty as I finally treated myself to a new camera. I'm still getting to grips with it as I've never had such a device at my disposal before. It is a Fujifilm FinePix S8200 bridge camera for those interested - not anything too fancy as I'm not made of money but it's got everything I was looking for. A common misconception is that if you want to take good pictures you need the most expensive camera there is and bridge cameras often get overlooked because of this. Bridge cameras are the perfect step up from a point and shoot and way more affordable than DLSRs. 

These photos were taken by Niall at the Parc du Peyrou and the Jardin des Plants in Montpellier which if you have to visit if you ever have the chance. The Jardin des Plants is a botanical garden that is still used by botanic students of the university nearby. Although the garden is a little run down it is still a stunning place to visit nonetheless.  If anything I think the garden's rough edges add a sense of charm that comes with abandoned places. Anyone else obsessed with derelict buildings and decaying theme parks? I'm definitely going to pop back again and take some more photos. I have no excuse really as it is literally 5 minutes from my house.

Moving onto what I am actually wearing: this gorgeous playsuit was a present from Niall for my birthday last year and I am ashamed to say this is only the 4th time I have worn it. It's one of those items that I love so much I never end up wearing as I am scared I will ruin it. Anyone else in the same boat as me? I often feel like this with clothes that were either really expensive or are sentimental. It's quite silly, however, when I think about it. Clothes aren't meant to collect dust in the wardrobe! 

I teamed my playsuit with my regular denim jacket and fave desert boots from ASOS. You'll be seeing a lot of my denim jacket as it's currently the only jacket I have with me because I made the major error of leaving my coat in England because I thought it wouldn't be cold here... In fairness it is no where near as cold as it is in England but the wind does get a bit nippy and sometimes a denim jacket just doesn't cut it. I'm keeping optimistic, however, and dreaming of summer and shorts already.

I hope all of you had a great Christmas and are having a great start to the new year. I'm wanting to take my blogging a lot more seriously, especially as I know how my new camera (woop). Last semester was just so stressful that I couldn't find the time or effort to do anything let alone blog. Having settled in a bit more now and adjusted somewhat to the French way of life I reckon I can find the perfect balance between studying, blogging and everything in between. 

Because I have been listening to The Cure none stop today.

Orange Roll Neck and Duster Coat.

Top - ASOS

Jeans - Topshop

Belt - Vintage 

Duster Coat - Primark 

Shoes - Converse via eBay

Rewind to before I went to England and to before I got my hair cut at which point autumn was still an unknown notion to Montpellier. It was boasting 20 degree heat in October for goodness sake and now it's bloody freezing - Sort yourself out France. Point being, it was far too warm even for this light duster jacket yet I had been pinning to wear it ever since I bought it 2 months ago (yes two months) and so just accepted that I would be more sweaty than usual and wore it anyway. All in the name of fashion, eh?

I picked up the wonderful duster coat in question from Primark just before I flew to France and in my head I thought I'd look dead classy in it. For some reason I always envisioned the French having impeccable and classy style and thought that the only way I could avoid carrying a giant illuminated sign saying 'foreigner' over my head would be to dress as equally as impeccable and classy. Turns out everything in my head was a lie. Not to say that French people don't dress nice, some of them really do, but I haven't been bowled over by insane outfits that wouldn't be out of place at say Paris Fashion Week. All in all it's not that different to England and I don't know why I ever thought it would be. 

Misjudging an entire country's sense of style aside, I still think I could create a more classy outfit with this here duster jacket but that will have to be for another day. As you can see here, I still can't shake off the grunge trend which I know has been done to death, yet I will continue to adopt it until comes back from the dead and haunts me like Casper the ghost (in a friendly and none-scary manner). 

It was also nice to wear this orange top that quite often gets neglected because it has the awful habit of consistently showing off my bra straps. The top is just the wrong amount of clingy to wear without a bra which is such a shame cos I'm all for everyday being a braless day - but that's a topic for another post. 

Because this video is as cute as it comes. 

Black Skinny Jeans and Borrowed Belts.

T-Shirt - Charity Shop

Shirt - Vintage

Jeans - H&M

Convers - eBay

Belt - Borrowed from a friend

Necklaces - Both eBay

I am currently watching the 1951 version of 'A Christmas Carol' for a cinema module that I'm doing here in Montpellier. I'm watching number 3 out of the 6 (yes 6) versions that I'm obliged to yawn my way through and there's only so much I can take - it's not even Christmas. So with it playing the background I thought I would write a little post for you lovely people. 

Remember that haul video I made all that time ago? Well these are the black skinny jeans that I featured in it and, although I am glad of their presence in my wardrobe, I am still on the hunt for the perfect pair. This pair are just, well, a bit lacking. First of all, they're too big. By too big I mean I panicked at the last minute that my arse wouldn't wriggle in and so bought them 4 sizes too big. With a belt the jeans look ok, but it's not the first time I've misjudged my butt. Perhaps in my head I have a butt like Nicki Minaj - I should ask her where she gets her jeans from. Secondly, as well as a gaping waist, these jeans are far too long in the leg. However, I am not sure if this counts as a real reason for the jeans being poo as I am a midget and forever destined to rock a turn up anyway. Finally - and this is a biggie -  literally everything sticks to them it looks like I have been rolling around in a sheep pen. When I wear these jeans I also wear all the fluff known to man. Continuously picking at my legs is not a good look. 

And yet, I am still wearing them aren't I? Well, I am not one to waste clothes, nor do I have a disposable income to replace them with the Topshop baxters I have my eye on just yet. Speaking of shopping, I did manage to get up early enough this past Sunday to venture to the flea market in Mosson with my friends. I am planning on putting together another haul video as I really enjoyed filming and editing the last one. I found so many amazing things including a couple belts. You may have noticed the lovely one that I am wearing here, but unfortunately it's not mine and could only grace my hips for a short while. That's the bitter sweet beauty of having friends with good taste in fashion - you can borrow their clothes but you have to give them back... eventually.

As always I hope you guys are well and have a lovely week ahead. Thanks for reading and commenting - if you leave a link to your blog I will always give it a read and a possible cheeky comment back. 

Because my friend introduced this to me and I can't stop listening. 

Grandpa pants and Short Hair.

T- Shirt - Primark 

Trousers - Charity Shop

Shoes - Converse via eBay

My hair is shorter. You might not have noticed because of my lack of posts but it is definitely shorter. I got it cut a couple days before I flew here to Montpellier to just below my chin and I swear it has grown an inch already. I have heard that hair grows quicker in the sunshine, so perhaps it's that - Or it's just all in my head. I really love it this length regardless and if anything I want it even shorter, I will say though that a lack of practice in styling short hair plus humidity equals so many bloody flicks. I constantly look like the mum from My Parents Are Aliens.  

Hair dilemma's aside, I did manage to find the time to get some outfit pics. I have no idea why they are so bright when my window is the size of a pigeon hole. I have got the worst room in the flat compared to the other bigger rooms, two of which have balconies (jealous). I was the last to apply for a room though and to be honest it really isn't that bad and there's a balcony off the living area to satisfy my people watching needs. Also, I have really lovely flat mates who have made me feel so welcome I couldn't be happier. 

Right, so onto clothes. So you might remember these ah-may-zing trousers that I featured in my haul video a couple weeks ago and can I tell you how snazzy I felt wearing these? Well pretty damned snazzy. They are the comfiest trousers I own, and, who doesn't want to look like they're rocking Grandpa/golfer/pyjama chic for the absolute steal price of £1? No one. I paired them with my fave Jurassic Park T-shirt because I am secretly a 12 year old boy and also to inject a bit of fun into the outfit. 

Montpellier is treating me well so for to all those concerned. I still need to sort out about a bank account but once that is done I only have to rectify my learning agreement before I can wash my hands of French admin. I would like to pose a question to anyone who is reading this that is French or has lived in France -  how do you maintain a relaxed way of life when admin is a pain in the bloody arse? I just, I just cant understand it. 

Cos this is a happy song. 

Heart Sunglasses.

Dress - Charity Shop

Levi's Waistcoat - Vintage

Socks - Topshop

Shoes - Converse Via Ebay

Sunglasses - Peacocks 

So I really should be packing right now but I haven't blogged in a few days and didn't want to leave without wetting ya'lls palettes, haha. So yes, I am going away (again) but don't get too jealous it's nowhere fancy. I'm travelling down to Canterbury tomorrow and staying with my boyfriend for a couple days before embarking on an 8 hour journey, yes 8 hours, to Plymouth so see my darling friend. She lives in between Devon and Plymouth so I am super excited to explore that part of the UK as it's still uncharted territory to me. If you're from around that area please let me know of any cute places to go and fun things to do! 

So this outfit is another one I recreated from when I was away last time. I don't know what is going on with my hair. Don't ask me what is going on with my hair. I'll be honest, I am a bit on the fence with this dress. I think its really cute, the print is pretty and, I mean come on, who doesn't love a babydoll? However, it has a weird satin-y lining that is really short (doesn't cover my bum) so whenever I wear this dress I feel like its too short and I'm flashing my arse to everyone. I know I'm not, its just the lining makes me feel like I am. Also, the straps are forever slipping down. I don't know, I like it but I don't think it will be coming to France with me. 

Speaking of which (ha), I'm starting a year studying abroad in Montpellier in the south of France (if you live there hit me up!). I still haven't found anywhere to live in and I am supposed to be moving there on the 1st of September. Well, I've booked my flights, so I am going, I just need somewhere to crash. There's a couple of places that are looking promising but no one has confirmed with me yet about a room. It's turned into a bit of a waiting game, which I don't mind I'm not panicking too much yet, but I would rather know now so I can think about a budget at all that boring jazz. Urgh, life is poop sometimes, ya know?

Anyway, I am going to be away from tomorrow until the 22nd so if I don't post that's why. Though I might take my laptop with me, I'm a tad undecided. Just want to say a BIG thank you to anyone and everyone that reads, comments and follows my blog! It's so nice how lovely you all are :) 

Cos I woke up with stuck in my head. 

Kimono and Shorts.

Kimono - Lime 

Crop Top - H&M

Shorts - Ebay

Shoes - Converse (Ebay)

Socks - Topshop

Necklace - Vintage 

I've been home a couple days and as I mentioned in my last post I've recreated some of the outfits that I wore when I was at my boyfriends. The weather was so nice whilst I was down there, so much so that the pairs of tights that I had packed never got a look in. I was so glad I wore this when we spent 4 hours in the Natural History Museum cos, let me tell ya, it was a scorcher and I aint the best when it comes to heat, children and crowds. Though looking at the nice tan I have acquired I shouldn't really complain, especially as it looks like I've spent a week somewhere exotic when I've only been in England. 

So lets give this kimono some attention - cos isn't it just great? I picked it up for £15 at a shop in Leeds called Lime, I don't know if its a national chain or just a northern thing but it's like those many cheap-borderline-tacky-but-there's-sometimes-nice-things sorta shops. They had quite a few kimonos and some, urgh, gorgeous shoes which I avoided getting as I'm moving around so much lately and I just can't carry it all. 

These shorts (and the ones in my previous post) were the result of many a lengthy and tedious Ebay search that ended in being outbid multiple times and a pair or two sent back. I have a hard time getting shorts to fit me because of my hip to waist ratio, I either end up with a gaping waist or cutting off the circulation to my thighs. I persevered, however, and ended up scoring this amazing pair. Admittedly when they first arrived on my doorstep they were far too snug around the waistband but they were such perfect shorts that I couldn't part with them. Fast forward a pizza free month later and my dream shorts finally fit! I'm hoping that with my running and yoga they'll continue to fit me, haha. 

Because this was a pleasant accidental discovery.