LIFE | Fun, Fizz, Fashion, Friends … a day at Doncaster races

Horse racing is animated roulette”  – Roger Kahn

I love a day at the horse races …

The buzz and excitement, the fabulous outfits, the fizz and of course the racing itself.

It’s a leveler too. No matter who you are, where you are from,  rich or poor… you have as much chance of being a winner on the day as the guy stood next to you and I love that.

I’ve kindly been invited to Doncaster Races for the DFS Ladies Day at the William St Ledger Festival on the 13th September and I’m already a right giddy – kipper.

Of course for us ladies , especially on Ladies Day its all about THE OUTFIT.

A few weeks ago myself and a couple of local bloggers – Jenny & Carolanne – were invited to Coast in Meadowhall were we were treated to a VIP session complete with fizz and fancies. We basically got the whole place to ourselves with the chance to dress up in anything and everything that took our fancy.

I was like a child in a candy shop. Just call me Princess Tracey!

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Things I should be doing …

There are a hundred and one things I should be doing. I have the time just not the inclination. 

Procrastination appears to be my best friend. That and cake.

It’s Mums funeral on Thursday and I need something to wear? I also need to get my hair cut and coloured and sort my skin out. Everything’s kinda got neglected as mums health deteriorated . I have an inch of grey at my roots , frazzled ends and stressed out spotty skin.

Don’t I just sound delightful.

I ordered a dress from Marks & Spencer’s last week. It’s nothing special. I thought it was black. It’s arrived and it’s actually navy.

We have since discussed and changed the dress code to colourful? [Mum was such a colourful charactor.]

The dress is still sat in the plastic bag waiting for me to try it on. I’m putting that off too. I’m not entirely sure it’s suitable anymore . I’m not sure navy has ever been classed colourful?

I’m dreading the funeral or rather ‘celebration of life‘ ceremony as we’ve renamed it. This is reflected in my total disinterest in sorting myself out. I don’t want to say goodbye as it’s all very final.

I also realise that until I say goodbye it will be hard to move on …

So with that in mind here’s said dress.

It ticks all the right boxes;  not too short, no cleavage on show and it covers my bingo wings!

Marks & Spencer’s Polka Dot Dress – £35.00

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Dress to impress …

The Oscars

all the glitz, all the glamour and of course all the dresses…

not that I was doing anything remotely glamourous – we are still mid throws decorating the living room / having our new kitchen fitted. I’m mainly head to toe in dust and paint. I think I’ve worn the same clothes for the past 3 days! #baglady

I tried to stay awake to watch it all , but dropped off while watching the red carpet arrivals. It takes it out if you this decorating makarky.

Anyway back to dresses ; I love them. I spend most of my life in  jeans and pretty tops  but given half a chance I’d wear a lot more dresses. (though I think I might get some funny looks walking around the supermarket in some of these)

One of my stand-out favourite outfits from the evening had to be Margot Robbie in Tom Ford.

Some might say she resembled an Oscar herself.

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An oldie but a goodie…#ootd

I’ve not done a fashion or beauty post for a while, one of the reasons being I thought I was losing my mojo. Let me explain. I read so many fashion / style blogs and I  like so many different looks, it all got …well a bit confusing.

After a little word with myself ( I do this often) I decided that I can take inspiration from others but should stick to what I like, what suits me – be it fashionable or not!

Yes I can most definitely experiment with different looks but I shouldn’t try to be anybody else. I’m unique, my wardrobe should be the same, or rather the way I wear it should be.

I hope I’m making some kinda sense here. It’s turning into another one of my rambles…

So here it is today’s offering.

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When you stop looking…spotlight on Zaful

It’s funny isn’t it… The moment you stop looking for something up it pops.

In my case… the perfect dress.

Now I’ve not got my hands on it yet, and it could look like,  or rather I could look like a sack of spuds in it. But on first sight, it was love… It’s everything I look for in a dress.  Pretty, lady like and a beautiful cut and colour.

It’s got 3/4 length sleeves, it’s nipped in at the waist and midi. Ok so it’s not green sequinned but what’s that between friends.

Plus green sequins are so Christmas 2015, darling 🙂

So here she is in all her glory Light Blue Half Sleeve Dress

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Christmas Lurgy, Exploding Ovens and Thieving Seagulls

Ok, so I realise I am a little late in writing this post but with all the joys of Christmas and New Year, I really haven’t had chance to get around to it. Well, I say joys but in reality that consisted of snot (and the entire Kleenex factory), uncontrollable coughs, sleep deprivation and just to top it off an oven that blew up ‘mid Christmas dinner!!’

Luckily for us (not the turkey or the cow), the meats were cooked to perfection just as we heard the bang. I was not quite so lucky and although alcohol lubricated some parts and numbed others, it did nothing to cure my overall condition and I suspect may have helped to prolong my symptoms. I did keep trying though.

Having had enough of Christmas and the whole ‘feed a cold, starve a fever’ (I was feeding my cold for England), we decided that a trip to the coast to blow away the cobwebs was needed as was a long stroll to burn off the excesses. I say we decided…I decided!! I’m sure my other half would have preferred to be on the golf course. However with the promise of fish and chips he was converted…no trip to the English seaside is complete without eating fish and chips out of the paper outside in the cold and wind. It’s tradition.

So off we set on our road trip over North Yorkshire’s finest, The Fylingdales. It had snowed a couple of days before and the remnants still lingered over the moors. The scenery was stunning.

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