£600 for a pair of dewy-eyes.

When I was little, my mother hung pictures of puppies, ducklings and kitties in my room. I really wish she had kept some of them because they were terribly cute... in a cheesy way. My favourite was a version of the painting Dogs Playing Cards where the grown dogs had been changed into puppies.

Today while browsing the charity shops I came across the following tray:

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww. This is exactly the kind of paintings my mum hung on my room. I know I'm supposed to abstain from shopping but at £2 how could I say no?? I'm gonna proceed to turn it into a proper frame and hang it on my room, to kinda feel more homesick and cosy at the same time.
But one of the things it also reminded me of was this tunic/dress by Paul and Joe that I drooled over at Harrods:

I mean, come on! How more cheesy-cute can that tiger cub get??? I really do think it looks amazing in real life, the colour of the silk is a bit creamier and that really makes the tiger pop. But at around £600 (or was it £300...?) I think I am abstaining and holding on to my puppy tray/frame.
Am also hoping nobody else's mother hung cute-cheesy puppy pictures in their rooms so nobody will buy the tunics and they will go on sale for like £80. But that's just the child in me hoping hopelessly.

the wardrobe bitch-slap.

Spring cleaning is always there to remind me that no, I do NOT need any more clothes.
First, there's plastic drawers jam-packed with daily tops. Then the two plastic boxes, one for daily dresses and skirts, the other for bags (the bottom suitcase is filled with books...). The actual wardrobe bursting with shoes and outerwear. A roxy suitcase and the metallic suitcase filled with clothes that don't fit me anymore cause I've gained a considerable ammount of weight. The black suitcase on the bottom which is half-filled with DIY ideas and the turquoise suitcase with some vintage clothing (the suitcase on top of the turquoise one is empty). There's also a box full of shoes that I couldn't be bothered to dig out since it's underneath my bed behind some very delicate models. And let's not get started on my book situation...

I feel bitch-slapped and I do deserve it! Only today I was browsing through a charity shop thinking how much I needed a raincoat when you can see in my wardrobe a perfectly fine blue one...

Time to put a lid on the moneys.

Branded like a cow

Last night after painting my nails, a silver marker caught my eye so I got all giggly and started drawing stars on top of my blue coat.
After realising that not only had I painted my nails with Chanel nail polish but had also blatantly copied the star-print from the SS08 collection, I got even more giggly and thought of drawing a chanel logo... my senses got to me before the marker got to my nails though. While I think some brand-loving can be alright to some extent, as in you love the style of a brand and immitate the style (kinda like painting stars on my nails), brand-loving can go really wrong and end up like this:

So I'll be keeping that marker away from my nails for some time...

fish vs. bunnies!

Coming from the lovely catholic continent that is South America, if I were back home I would be facing a weekend full of religious movies and being force-fed fish soup by my mother. Not complaining since it is after all what I grew up with and while I hated it when I was little, I do miss it now.
Instead, I decided to fill this Friday making cheesy easter bonnets and picking up daffodils from campus while cycling since the sun made a shy brief appearance. Some easter-themed cookie decorating with the flatmates was in order too. We ended up drawing bunnies and chickens worthy of a horror flic. They were really ugly. But tasty.

Hope you have a wonderful easter, without ugly bunnies/chicks in your cookies!

I really hadn't realized the sudden explosion of celebrity "designed" clothing... but after clicking away on New York magazine's article on Kate Moss' collection... WOW.


Avril Lavigne, Rachel Bilson, Heidi Montag, Whitney Port, Pete Wentz ... huuuuuuuuuuh??? While I don't really mind celebrity lines, if the designs are good... but they are after all based more on the celeb's popularity rather than skills and mostly we end up with overpriced unfortunate garments... here's hoping that the Rachel Bilson for DKNY collection produces some good pieces.

Dress-shopping for the food-obsessed.

All the dresses below are from Topshop, can you guess which one is from the Kate Moss collection?


Yep, the overpriced one.
I got the polka dot one... and what did I do with the extra £15 you ask? Eat half a chicken from Nando's with peri peri chips and coleslaw... and a massive popcorn sundae from Friday's. The best of it all?? The empire line shape of the polka dot dress will hide all the weight gained from such a scrumptious meal. I love it when things come together as nicely as this.

mister thirty-seven, my love drifts a little...

Many people know the wonders of charity shopping, mainly the browsing that then gives to finds such as a gorgeous vintage dress for £3. It then becomes the most special treasure since it was meant for one and for one alone... or at least that's what I like to think when I find something special...
Yesterday I went back with my bike to the lovely town I went to last time. Of course, many wonderful things were found... but the thing that absolutely made my day was the following:


When I went inside the shop I started browsing through the teddies and the lady who was putting them together smiled and said "It's a teddy bear picnic!". Apparently they had received a massive donation of teddies and decided that instead of shoving them all in a basket like most charity shops do, they would put them in a table and have them picnic. Yep, those are real edible gingerbread men!
Among the picnickers I managed to find a Lion King plush that I really wanted in my young years but that I never got because my mother couldn't afford it. He is now sitting in my desk.

So yes, charity shopping... true love.