Wednesday 17 November 2010

**Winter Ponderland**



With the freezing temperatures firmly frozen and refusing to thaw , my daily routine has become an icy challenge of arctic proportions and this has led me to question, is it too much to ask to simply dress appropriately for the conditions we’re facing and how are we actually expected to stay one foot ahead of the weather? Especially when the weather seems to be tripping over its Hunter wellies to keep up with itself!
I’m a regular commuter now. That is to say, I am well and truly wedged under the sweaty armpit that is the London rat race. Far be it for me to complain about this, as I day after day willingly place my 5 foot self into said armpit crevice and toddle off to work, however it’s not without its challenges. And yes, you guessed it; most of them are definitely outfit related (although Southeastern Rail is not without its fair share). What is a girl to do I hear you cry?
From sweltering summer evenings, to showery spring mornings, and wicked winter chills to average autumn days, ones 6am outfit choice is never going to be easy, or let’s face it, very inspired. At first glance, major outfit mistakes can be made. At second glance, even more gargantuan mistakes can be made. If I have learnt anything from my time trying to beat the UK weather, it is to go with your instincts as over thinking an outfit choice can often be catastrophic and to definitely plan the night before.
Top 5 Winter fashion faux pas.
1.       Welcome to my layer- It sounds obvious but a common mistake when it comes to dressing for the weather is wearing too many layers. True, we can always take them off, shed each layer like a snake losing its skin but realistically, when you have worked that hard to formulate an outfit that consists of ten elements (and that’s just on your top half), why would you want to ruin it by removing crucial layer number ten or nine or eight or….? And even worse still, after belting yourself in to said ten layers, suitably working up an almighty sweat and not to mention heat rash and a look to rival the Michelin man, it’s fair to say that layers two to ten definitely act as a barrier, a protection from the pushes and shoves of other fellow commuters.
Main problems accompanied by too many layers=
·         Hair stuck to neck sweat
·         Fringe stuck to forehead sweat
·         Bulkiness a hindrance when boarding overcrowded public transport
·         Extra washing created
·         Potential to cause fainting/nausea
To be honest, sweat patches are never going to penetrate this many layers so if you commit to the layer, it’s definitely a stayer!

Commit to the layer

2.       Layer fake- On the other hand, one can often make a critical error when it comes to dressing for the unknown weather by not wearing enough clothing. Ever concerned about the sweat pit that is the London Underground, I am conscious of not over dressing, despite the sub-zero temperatures in the outside world, as I know it will only come back to sweatily bite me on the well wrapped rump. However, at 6am in the middle of November, thoughts of frosty skies, icy pavements and frozen breath lead me in one direction only and that is to my knitted snood, furry ear muffs and woolly mittens. Imagine the scene a mere two hours later…on board a tube train with approximately  100,000 other woolly scarf, bobble hat clad commuters dreaming of frosty skies, icy pavements and if only I could see my hands let alone my icy breath!  So lesson learnt I hear you say…next day I travel minus snood, gloves and snuggly head wear only to be greeted by my friendly Southeastern Rail train that has busted heating. Correction… it has one carriage of heating. Not my carriage. And for those of you who commute you will sympathise with me here, we commuters are loyal to our carriage day in day out and will never betray it. Never. Commence hour and a half journey in a shivery fetal position, attempting to stay warm.

3.       For furs sake- The chilly winter months can only mean one thing for me and that is to wear copious amounts of faux fur. From fluffy scarves to woolly hats and furry coats to shearling lined boots, I have them all and I am not ashamed to say I will happily wear them in one big furry melting pot of an outfit. My current favourite items include a faux fur head warmer from trusty Primark. It sits snuggly and stylishly on my well groomed head and keeps my ears toasty and warm, not to mention looking ski-style chic. I’m also singing the praises of my new leopard print coat from New Look, which never fails to let me down- warm and trendy in equal amounts. However, the faux fur look is not without its pitfalls. Yes, it may be stylishly sought after and snuggly warm but when faced with the great British rain, it leaves a lot to be desired. Just picture… more drowned rat than ravishing diva. Enough said. 

4.       Foot flops- Far be it for anything other than sheer joy and delight to influence my footwear choice but it has to be said that making a winter footwear faux pas can be a total nightmare. Pump/leggings combo is a definite no in our nippy climes, as no one can look chic sporting Smurf-like feet. Knee high boots that look stunning on 6ft models but leave a lot less to be desired on my short stumps are a total blunder as I can assure you, you will spend the entire day trying to pull them up, hold them up and keep them up, probably to no avail. Stylish ankle boots with feathers, tassel's, studs, zips or laces often look the part but rarely keep contact with the icy pavements, leading to attempted auditions for Dancing On Ice. My Uggs are my winter feet savior and although clumpy and pretty unsightly (I’m fully aware that it takes a special type of person to make these boots look good) my feet regularly thank me of an evening when they relax into some comfy slippers, unaffected by the chill and still in one piece.

5.       Hat hair- It may be a myth that as much as 45% of your body heat is lost out of your head but why listen to this when believing it can be so much more fun? In that case, what better way is there to conserve your body heat than to treat yourself to one of numerous hats on the high street right now. Whether you are more of a bobble hat beaut than a faux fur trapper hat fashionista, there is always a style out there to suit you. However, don’t let the simple hat fool you. Once you commit to the hat at the start of the day, you will find it difficult, if not impossible to remove it later on. Accompanied with the perils of hat hair, a harmless looking hat, can play havoc with your hair but is it worth it? The decision is yours.

To hat hair or not to hat hair?

Until next time.xxx

Tuesday 2 November 2010

I Heart Woolly Socks: VOTE FOR MELANIE STEAD!!!

I Heart Woolly Socks: VOTE FOR MELANIE STEAD!!!


VOTE FOR MELANIE STEAD!!!


Well it has been a while and by no means think that I have forgotten about you, or that this is all you are going to have to read for the forseeable future! But things have been pretty busy recently and quite exciting too! In fact, so exciting that I have actually been shortlisted for a Fashion Journalism competition in association with Wonderbra called Full Effect Your Life! A.Mazing I hear you say. Well yes! But what is not so amazing, is the process which I (and undoubtably all of you too) have to go through to get myself in a winning position! Basically it involves a voting system whereby each applicant has to drum up as much support and votes as possible in order to win the coverted prize of a week at Cosmopolitan HQ, helping with celebrity interviews, edits and general fashion wonderfulness!

As you can imagine, this has taken over my life. And it shows no signs of stopping! The closing date at the moment is 8th November so I am here, bloggers, asking, seeking and begging you for all the help you can give me. In return I will endeavour to give you a big Cosmo mention, or at least a big blog thank you!

So please click on the link below and then click 'like' on my page and I will be forever in your debt!
http://www.wonderbrafulleffect.co.uk/UK/profile.php?t=journalist&n=Melanie_Stead

Until next time...xox

Monday 20 September 2010

Highstreet Highlight...Zara

Facing a busy day at work and a banging headache, I apologise for the slightly lazy post but I needed something to distract me and something that I could lose myself in, that wasn't figures and lists! I hope you enjoy as much as I did and I have to say Zara has some real treats in store at the moment, so for all of you girls that are like me and are more Zara window shoppers that buyers, get yourselves down there and hunt out some of the below looks. You will not be disappointed.


Camel Coat



Camel Cape


Chunk Knit


Red Jeans

Slouchy Maxi

Fur Waistcoat

Fur coat

Socks and Boots
I don't know about you but I've got my eye on that chunky knit dress and slouchy maxi skirt. Perfect for cosying up in the coming winter months. What will you be buying?

Until next time...

Sunday 19 September 2010

Everyone's a little bit geeky...

Friday night saw me donning my finest pair of black rimmed specs and channeling my inner school girl geek as I excitedly prepared to attend my first 18th birthday party in around, well seven years now! Black and white was the sophisticated dress code. A dress code I hear you say. Indeed, this party was already exceeding my expectations as the only requirement to the 18th birthday parties I attended seven years ago was to drink as much Martini as was humanly possible and make sure you drank it from a willy straw! How times have changed!


Wearing my new Topshop playsuit, teamed with black patent New Look wedges, black patent Topshop heart bag and my geeky specs, I was feeling like Ugly Betty's, younger, slightly more fashion savvy sister and I was intrigued as to what the night would hold. With over a hundred 17 and 18 year olds, all out to have a good time, I couldn't help but notice the vanishing hemlines sported by 99% of the girls! Now, I know I'm not old before my time and I definitely am not a prude but since when is it acceptable to wear (if you can call it that) a skirt that just skims the cheeks? Regardless of the dropping temperatures, dozens of girls almost faught it out to become Princess of the Mini , playing hemline limbo and seeing just how low they could go before looking and quite literally becoming, a total ass. I chose my winner, and very well deserved it was too.


A particular highlight of my night took place in the ladies toilets, not suprisingly. As the hub of most female activity in most, if not all, social occasions where alcohol is involved I would expect nothing less than a drunken run in with a total stranger! When conversing about where I bought my outfit and how much I loved her shoes (brown leather, peep toe wedges from Zara), the conversation then switched to how I knew the birthday girl and what school I go to! Full of school girl naivity...and neon blue alcopops, she squealed 'What school are you at, or do you go to college?' Pah! How to let her down gently was my first thought but worringly I also thought I might get away with answering her, 'Oh you know, I'm just at the local grammar school, it's a blast!' Changing my mind, I smiled and shaked my head, to which she responded 'Oh are you at uni then?' Oh. Dear. Silence filled the toilets and with the sound of the flush ringing in my ears, I explained I was old and I worked, in a job, in an office, in London, with other workers. Oh and I'm 25. 'Noooooooo way, I thought you were younger than me, you only look 17!!!' And with that, I pushed my specs up to the bridge of my nose, reapplied my lippy and exited the loo.

Until next time...

Friday 17 September 2010

Out with the old...in with the new!

Facing a wardrobe door that was refusing to close and a shelf that was buckling in protest, I decided it was probably time to do something about my mountain of clothes. However, not getting too carried away, I did only manage to tackle one shelf... in one wardrobe. A start nonetheless. In my slightly OCD, neat freak kind of way I had managed to categorize my set of wardrobe shelves and this system was working for me. Well, up until now anyway. Starting from the top, we have bathroom towels, essential but not needed in immediate arms reach. One down from the towels comes the black/grey/white basics tees and selection of tops, and at two rows deep I had a lot of basic needs! Below this we have the coloured tees, vests and a variety of patterned tops (floral being a favourite), again coming in at two rows deep. The fourth shelf down houses the loungewear tops, that is to say old tees, vests and hooded tops that a former self wore to the gym and for lounging around in a student lifestyle. And finally we have the loungewear bottoms section, jogging bottoms and shorts galore! Having opened up my wardrobe layout like a department store floor guide, I bet you won't be suprised to learn where I started my clear out? That's right, in the bargain basement section- the joggers had to go!

With two full shelves being used for 'loungewear' that I very rarely used, I decided to make the cut. Grabbing the nearest charity collection bag I could find, I began my excavation into the depths of shelf three and four. It was horrifying, yet mildly entertaining. I'm proud to say that I rid myself of 18 tees, 5 vests, 3 cardigans, 4 grey jogging bottoms, 1 navy joggin bottoms, 1 pale blue jogging bottoms, 1 Adidas joggers, 3 pairs of shorts and one old, crusty white hoodied top. Relief!

And now to start filling it back up again! Hmmmm....what department shall I go for first?

Friday 10 September 2010

Confessions of a...(you get the picture)

Hello! So as you can see below, it looks like I've had a pretty sucessful week shopping wise. The shops are crammed with the new A/W10 looks and as faux fur, leopard print, aviator and chunky knits start to take over our fashion lives I thought it wise to start building up my new season wardrobe in preparation for whatever the weather throws at me. However, I may be a self-confessed shopaholic but I think belows haul is a little exessive, even in my case. Especially since I forgot two new items, my Cath Kidson Carry All bag and Pussy Bow Blouse from New Look:




Avoiding retail rehab for another month, I can proudly say that most of my newbies came from my lovely friends and family for my recent birthday. It seems turning 25 does have its plus points! I'm yet to wear to my new jackets as the weather hasn't quite been cold enough but I can't wait to team my new faux fur stole, with my faux fur leather jacket and some thick shaggy faux fur boots, channeling the recent A/W10 Chanel Collection of Ice Age meets cavewoman!


Hopefully I will look more Heritage Snow queen then yeti!

My recent purchases....

Lace Trim Playsuit from Topshop
Faux Fur Stole from H&M


Marc Jacobs Lola Perfume, mini perfume and Body Lotion
Converse White canvas trainers


Waterfall Faux Fur Jacket from New Look


Leopard Print Faux Fur Coat from New Look Lace Bow Back Tee from Topshop


Crystal Heart Studs from New Look
Faux Fur Leather Jacket from New Look




Leopard Tapered Trousers from Topshop