shyness is nice

on saturday, my friend joanna had a small gathering at her house to celebrate her 18th birthday (which was on the 25th). i look completely & utterly horrendous in all of the pictures taken that night, for some inexplicable reason whenever a flash is used i look like a cross between a meerkat & a potato, so it goes without saying none of those will be posted on here!

i decided to wear the dress my sister bought me for christmas, which i believe is from topshop. it's not something i would necessarily have picked out myself because i don't normally wear this colour, but i actually love it (:

i was a bit unsure of what to pair it with as i generally don't do neutrals or pale colours, so i put it with a few of my turquoise accessories (turquoise, of course, being a favourite colour of mine).

this photo is awkward, and i'm doing an odd pose. but all of that is futile, as i quite like the way the cape looks here.

dress - gift (topshop), tights - topshop, hair flower - h&m, necklace - dolls & molls

this dress reminds me slightly of the pale gold lace dresses the lisbon sisters wore to the homecoming dance in sofia coppola's the virgin suicides. although of course i did not have the name "trip" emblazoned across my underwear (yes, i realise this reference only works if you have read the book/seen the film, but i'm moving past it). something about lace evokes the feeling of innocence, femininity & something ethereal.

with the light turquoise flower in my hair, i felt slightly like a water nymph. the effect of this was sadly somewhat diminished by my bright tights i feel, but i still feel the flowing fabric of the cape evoked an impression of the movement in water.

for some reason, the little cape (capelet, if you will) made me feel like wonder woman for the whole night! to this effect, most of my dance moves involved twisting dramatically from side to side in order to make the cape fly out. i had to search high & low to find a picture of wonder woman actually wearing a cape, so i suspect i am a little misguided in thinking this.

evidence of my super-womanesque qualities;

i hope you don't mind me writing about my imaginings/thoughts about an outfit, it's something i've been mulling over doing for a while now as occasionally i feel a little bland or superficial in just posting what i've worn. this of course is my own personal feelings on the matter, as opposed to dig at people who post their outfits without commentary. ugh, i should stop overanalysing things, shouldn't i?

thanks for all your feedback on my last post! it's always great to hear a bit of reassurance when you're feeling listless & downhearted about something, thank you (: