Coco Chanel claimed that in order to avoid over-accessorising, women should look in the mirror when they've finished getting ready, and remove one thing. This is stellar advice, which, needless to say, I did not follow last night. I looked in the mirror, and thought;
"Something's missing. Of course - a TOP HAT!"
Last night was somewhat of a mixed bag, style-wise. We saw Black Tie (yum), we saw jeans, we saw cravats. Miss B started in a full-on Downton Abbey spectacular gown, and executed several outfit changes throughout the course of the evening. My accidental style inspiration was Wednesday Addams - I packed in an enormous rush, and ended up with an outfit that I liked, but that isn't that, well, me. But Wednesday's a total babe, so I'm actually okay with that.
|Miss B wears Dress - Very. I wear Dress - ASOS; Jewelery - gifts; Wedges - Kurt Geiger; Top Hat - A Miss B Heirloom|
A little bit far off from my usual Sophisticated-London-Hobo-Gal vibe, but there you go. Sometimes, a girl just wants to dress like a creepy doll.
I know that I promised you all a St. Clement's Cake recipe yesterday, but unfortunately I wasn't happy enough with the results to post it today. I plan on playing around with the recipe a bit this week, and I'll get back to you. I am, however, somewhat of a baking perfectionist, and it was actually quite good, if I do say so myself. In any case, the whole thing was polished off in the middle of the night. I don't know who was responsible for such an abominable act...
... But the fiend had the audacity to leave the crumbs all round my mouth. Disgraceful.
My weekend will be finished by riding in Miss B's car (shotgun, natch), back to Manchester, screeching Journey at the top of my voice whilst attempting to rehydrate myself out of the somewhat fuzzy state my brain is in this morning.
I hope you all had wonderful weekends,