On Monday I turned 24. The boyf took me out for posh nosh and lovely wine. I wanted to look nice but not old, I am still young after all! What I realised was that as I may be getting older, I’m certainly not getting any richer. I teamed years old M&S ankle boots, with a playsuit found at Camden Passage Market in Islington, also from years back. The only new item was the black wool Paul Smith jumper – which was a birthday gift. (There is a market near Great Oldmond Street that has a stall that sells labels for a quarter of the price – amazing – this is where this jumper was purchased).
So this was my posh dinner but ‘I’m still young – you won’t find me in black linen trousers just yet, no sir-ree!’ outfit.
And then I realised I was light-years away from dressing ‘old’ or ‘grown up’ when I tried on the hat I bought from H&M for an amazing 7 euros.
I look like Rod Stewart.
But it was my birthday and so I’ll look like Rod Stewart if I want to.
Spot the difference…