Perving on Stevie Nicks and her clothes Porn.

Oh the joys of the English wintertime! Goosebumps, to many layers, red faces and hands and skin blasted either by the cold or central heating. Joys. So after a decidedly dull day at work yesterday spent perving on pictures of Stevie Nicks.... dam you and your albility to wear a cape AND a top hat and not look like a prick. And Janis Joplin via Pinterest to keep myself from slipping ini the realms of despair. I decided in order to survive these desperate winter months to dress in a manner which plants me right back in California circa 1967! Well if it was chilly in California, details whatever?! That's the beautiful thing about putting on clothes every morning. Beyond keeping you warm they are a medium of which to express a feeling, project a vibe or evoke feeling of another time. Fantasy basically. And it worked, yeah I'm stood in Brighton in front of council flats, this is my reality, but in my mind I'm at some hippy festival in the late sixties. Deffo not going to spend the evening superimposing myself onto a picture of Woodstock. Not going I do that..... 

Fantasy dressing......?

The heat is stunning right? But there are so many times that I can wear my limited amount of summer dresses and not be bored, I mean Its even been to hot to accessorise!!! I an currently on the train back to visit my parents for a well deserved break. However as I want to go buying for materials I have had to travel light, which I despise. It made me realise how much I like my wardrobe to be dressing up box of fantasies. That's how I get dressed in the mornings. This morning I was a slightly 50's American school girl! What were you?