When M&Co recently got in touch to see whether I would like to work with them I have to admit I did a happy little ‘yay’ dance. I never take anything for granted and it’s a great feeling that a high street brand reached out to me.
I was asked to select some pieces that I was then gifted . A very big kid in a candy shop springs to mind !
So here’s what I choose …
Hi I’m Tracey.
I’m not a stylist, scrolling through my Instagram you’ve probably realised this already ! Truth be known just like the contents of my head … I’m a little bit all over .
To be honest my style was probably ‘more me‘ before I joined Instagram . I have got better over time but in the past I’d find myself scrolling , bombarded with and drawn to ALOT of looks … I’d like ALOT of those looks but not all of them liked me back. I got carried away, confused what suited me – tried to be something I am not. I’ve bought things in the past I’d never dream of wearing , things I’ve worn maybe once. Some items scream … what the hell where you thinking? Anybody else ?
Instagram made me do it!
There I said it …
Saying all that I have recently been inspired by somebody else’s wardrobe. They are not on Instagram, this time they are over on Netflix . . .
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!
Losing mum to cancer has had a strange effect on us all. While in the most part it’s been bloody shit it has also brought out a positive, determined side in us. A can we do more?… Can we help? …Can we raise awareness?
Having experienced first hand the scale of this awful disease, the helplessness that we felt , its compelled us to want to do something worth while; try to give back.
I’m considering taking up running [ yes you heard correctly – sofa monster might move yet!? ] so that I can participate in a sponsored run next year.
The BF and I are constantly thinking of hair brain schemes to help fund raise.
‘Wing walking‘ has been mentioned a few times but having Cataplexy I doubt it would even get past Health & Safety! Thanks to my ailment I have terrible balance generally … never mind while walking on a chuffing planes wing!
By a weird twist of fate an opportunity arose for my BF to help out at a local Cancer charity shop for the next couple of week-ends. It won’t bring mum back unfortunately BUT it will help raise money for research and maybe, just maybe it will go towards preventing somebody having to through what we have, as a family, in the future.
Every little helps …
It was his first day working there today , [no drunken Bank Holiday escapades for us] so I popped into see him earlier.
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The Fab 40s are a group of over-40 seriously stylish ladies from all over the globe. Each month they pick a theme; create an outfit based on their interpretation [of said theme] and then share the results with us all over on their blogs.
What I love about all these ladies is they like to experiment ; they are not carbon-copies. Something I personally admire and try to aspire too myself. Who wants to look like everybody else?
Take inspiration but always make it your own.
They take it in turns to pick a guest blogger to take part each month … and [drumroll] guess whose been asked to join in this time?!
Yep …only yours truly… little old me ! Ekkk excited much.
I was chosen by Diane the style blogger behind Fashion on the 4th Floor who I have been following for a while now. I adore her and her style. She always owns the look, has the biggest, infectious smile and is quite simply #fierce and very friendly.
I was both honoured and very, very surprised to be invited. So thankyou with all my heart you’ve made a lady from Yorkshire very happy indeed.
So I’ve got to admit I was a bit like ‘oh oh this will be a disaster‘ when I initially heard that this months theme was DIY. Not for any other reason than I’m rubbish at anything remotely to do with ‘do it yourself!’
Like cooking … I’m rubbish / hampered /a disaster ! I am, as my mums says, cack – handed.
I’m from Yorkshire; we use funny terms of phrase around here . Let me explain.
Cack handed – an awkward or inept way of doing something; originally meaning left handed, stemming from cultures that use their right hand to eat and their left hand to wipe their behind.
“That shelf you put up looks a bit cack handed”
“I fell for her in summer, my lovely summer girl,
From summer she is made, my lovely summer girl,
I’d love to spend a winter with my lovely summer girl,
But I’m never warm enough for my lovely summer girl,
It’s summer when she smiles, I’m laughing like a child,
It’s the summer of our lives; we’ll contain it for a while
She holds the heat, the breeze of summer in the circle of her hand…
I’d be happy with this summer if it’s all we ever had.” Maggie Stiefvater
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Hasn’t it been a glorious week… and about blooming time I hear you all cry! I love it when the sun makes an appearance, it generally makes for a happier place.
Rather than grunt as people walk past you, they actually smile. Big toothy, happy with the world smiles.
To be able to leave the house without your jacket on and feel the warmth on your skin rather than wetness and the cold is fabulous. Hello Vitamin D !!
To sit in the garden and have breakfast alfresco is maybe one of my favourite things to do.
Coffee alfresco
Cocktails alfresco … you get my drift!
The little things.
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