In a typical manner, I feel I should indulge myself and make my January a guilt-ridden misery (just like everyone else) by doing resolutions for 2011.
I am not going to bore you with the usual ‘be nicer to people-lose weight-save money-live healthier-sleep more-don’t get involved with idiots’-resolutions I could do, but have decided to concentrate more on the superficial side of things, such as fashion and beauty.
In 2011, I will solemnly swear I will..
Edit my wardrobe: that means getting rid of dodgy underwear, ill-fitting shirts, jeans, stuff I have bought that really isn’t me (hello, that pale yellow trench coat)
Find ‘the One’: the one being the handbag of my dreams. One of my resolutions was to get out there and get a proper handbag. I was thinking that a Vuitton Speedy would be the right one for me, but thinking more, I really need a shoulder strap and a bag with pockets and some more structure. A Balenciaga City or Part-time would be ideal, but since I can’t just magic up over a grand of money at the moment, my eyes will be turned to the high street.
Find that elusive retro-esque hairstyle: I cannot deny it any longer. Much as I love fashion, I love style more, and unfortunately my style ideals go to the 1920s to 1940s, hair-wise. Victory rolls I doubt I’d ever bust out, but I am rather optimistic that I could totally bust out some other hairdos that look vintage. Just like below…