Day 8: The Dress Is Back...

Hooded gilet: Primark, Belt: Top Shop Cardigan: Fat Face, Dress: ASOS, Shoes: Pod

Do you know how much I'm enjoying this 

30 for 30: Maternity Fashion? 

LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS!! 

{I've taken 30 items: a mix of clothes from my regular wardrobe and some scrumptious maternity togs, and am remixing them to put together 30 different outfits over 30 consecutive days.}

My mind often veers off thinking about what I can put together. I'm loving having to make the effort to search for a look that I really like each and every day.

I'm thinking this would make a lovely Valentine's outfit...

Even on the days that I might normally choose to wear something baggy and shapeless, on the days I might feel a bit bleurgh and want to hide away under my duvet, I still have to make an effort...

and I'm finding that it makes me feel great. 

It's taken me a bit by surprise but it turns out that this series is good for me. 

Which is definitely good for Guy. 

{More on that tomorrow.}

And, hopefully, good for you too!

{Today I'm linking to the lovely Decor Chick}

Day 7: Having Fun vs The Sniffles

Jacket: French Connection, Scarf: The Pashmina Company, Top: Gift, Trousers: Blossom, Shoes: Pod

We went out last night. I know, I know...the thrilling excitement of nighttime adventures. What with one thing and another (one thing: being pregnant, the other thing: having this coldy-cough}, it's been a good couple of weeks since I ventured out of an evening. Consequently, it all went to my head a little bit.

Guy and I strolled down the road to our local for a pub quiz with some very lovely friends. It was a splendiferous evening. In fact, I laughed until I cried. And spluttered. And coughed. And snorted most unattractively. 

But it's all about weighing up the fun against the sniffles. 

There must be some kind of deeper meta-meaning to that, if only I had the energy to look hard enough. In fact, that should be my lifetime mantra, don't you think?

Day 5: Keeping It Real..

Jacket: Thrifted, Jumper: Fat Face, Jeans: Blossom, Shoes: Pod, Belt: Top Shop

In case you think it's all sunshine and smiles around here, I may or may not have got a bit teary yesterday. Okay, okay. There's no may about it. I did get a bit teary and emotional. And, actually, not just a bit. Very. Very very.

Sometimes the little hormone monsters just spring themselves on me. 

Boo-yah.

{That's the noise they make.}

Woooooooah. A little warning would be nice, body. Where did that come from? Not even one bit necessary.

I have a plan...a new craft project...

Will someone make me a badge? 

I want it to say

'Please keep at a five-mile radius for your own safety.'

You can all have one. Apart from Guy, whose safety was compromised long ago. But the gorgeous lovely says he likes being the one to cuddle me. Big Brownie points right there. 

And, as a little aside, if you're looking for the perfect bum-lifting, thigh-squeezing pair of pregnancy jeans, that bring your hormones right back into check, then look no further, my friends. These are they...

Day 4: Yeah, I got stuff on my face...

 Dress: ASOS, Belt: Country Living Fair, Boots: Marks and Spencer

Yesterday, I thought a little more make-up was called for. We often take these shots in the morning before work but it does mean that I'm not long out of dreamland. I was looking decidedly rumpled {sheet marks on your face? Utterly sophiss..} sooooo I put on on my special mix of make-up and thought I was looking pretty fly...until Guy stopped and looked at me:

"Have you got stuff on your face?"

Have I got stuff on my face? Errr...yes.There's no real comeback to that one so I kind of shuffled and mumbled. Like being caught out wearing make-up at school all over again.

Only, not by the mean old headmaster but by the sexiest teacher in the school.

Cor. Now I think about it, my luck might be in.

Day 3: Freaking Out...

Jumper: Kookai, Jeans: Crave Maternity, Boots: Marks and Spencers, 

Belt: Country Living fair, Hairband: Craft Fair find

Last night, when I was choosing what to wear today, I had my first wobbly moment about putting together this series of 30 different outfits from the 30 items I've picked out. It started when I caught sight of myself in the mirror from behind and it caught me off guard.'Who is that? Oh...it's me...'. Awkward pause while my brain digests my new bod. 

I thought this 30 for 30: Maternity Fashion was all going to be a breeze but I suddenly had butterflies in my tummy about being able to do it at all. And with all that's goin' on down there at the moment in my tum, there's not really much room for butterflies as well.

So thank you so much for your lovely comments and emails about this series. It's an odd thing trying to dress yourself when you're changing shape by the hour and your loveliness is helping me along.

You rock.

Linking to: http://betweennapsontheporch.blogspot.com/

Day 2: Me And My Huge Tomato

  Cardigan: Crave Maternity, Top: H&M, Belt: Nine West

Skirt: Crave Maternity, Boots: Nine West, 

Last week, the Pregnancy app I have told me that our gorgeous little sugarplum is 25cm: the size of a huge tomato. Yes, you read that right.

Uh? What? Have I been missing out on a new Triffid-breeding program of giant tomatoes? Because there's huge tomatoes and then there's freakishly bizarre 25cm huge tomatoes. So her-yuuuuuuuge that it's not in the tomato category at all. 

In fact, if you're going down that anything-can-be-the-size-of-a-tomato route then you may as well say that I am the size of a huge tomato.

{Insert hilarious but mean preggo-related comment...}

Or our house. Or the world. Or the galaxy. Or the universe. You get my point. Huge tomato? Pah!

Anyways. Back to the outfit in hand. Guy has been saying, with a rather saucy twinkle in his eye, that this is my Minnie-the-Minx costume. And speaking of hands: any outfit that gets me grabbed for smooching purposes throughout the day by my handsome husband is a big, fat winner in my book. The size of a huge tomato no less.

Day 1: It's Outfit Time...

Coat: Karen Millen, Jeans: French Connection, 

Top: Blossom, Shoes: Pod Sunglasses: Boots

Hey gorgeous crumpets,

It's Day 1 of 30 for 30: Maternity Fashion.

{Will you join me on the ride to halt me from the oh-so-easy but hideous slide into dressing like a sack of potatoes when pregnant...?}

I was ridiculously and childishly excited this morning. My eyes opened in a flash, much to Guy's not-well-hidden surprise. I'm not always at my sheeny-shiniest in the mornings {ahem}...but today, I bounded out of bed, like a puppy unleashed in the woods, only more in the style of a girlie with a big tummy, towards my outfit that I had laid out the night before. Perhaps lumbered would be a more accurate description. Yes, 'Lumbered with enthusiasm' probably nails it.

 Having woken up with such a spring in my step, I felt such an occasion called for my very best coat. Nay, demanded.

Even if I can't do it up. Front or back.

See the belt hanging by my sides, limp and lifeless? 

I have to tell you that when I first clapped my magpie eyes on this coat, I heard angels singing. Yes, singing. The coat called my name and I actually was forced to buy it. 

That's the story I'm sticking to and I'll be danged if I can't wear it for the next five months. So limp and lifeless it is, I'm afraid.

I'm linking: http://betweennapsontheporch.blogspot.com

Maternity 30 for 30: The Clothes

It's time to announce the 30 items that 

I'll be mixing and matching for the next 30 days

in my 30 for 30: Maternity Fashion series.

Seven jumpers and cardigans:

Left to right: Fat Face, Fat Face, Top Shop, Crave Maternity,
Kookai, Dorothy Perkins, Crave Maternity

Two skirts, three dresses:

Left to right: Crave Maternity, Blossom, ASOS, Jeffery Rogers, Hobbs

Five pairs of trousers:

Left to right: Blossom, Red Herring, Crave Maternity, French Connection, Blossom

Six pairs of shoes and boots:

Left to right: Nine West, Dr Marten, Faith, Pod, Clarks, Marks and Spencers

Seven tops:

Left to right: H&M, Fat Face, unknown, TM Lewin, H&M, Red Herring, Blossom

{If I were feeling a bit more Christmassy, I would be singing...'and a Partridge in a pear tree' right now. I can hear you thanking your lucky stars that I'm not.}

So, there they are: my 30 for 30 items. The only 30 items of clothing, with the exception of coats and accessories, that I'm allowed to touch for the next 30 days....Scary monkeys.

It turns out that I have a totally out-of-hand brown-boot-fetish. Who'd have believed it of these innocent eyes, that something so dark and damaging could be lurking within. Seriously, I have to wean myself off that one...looking through my wardrobe, there were two pairs of brown boots that I could barely tell the difference between.

Bad Sarah. Naughty Sarah.

Now....onwards and upwards with the 30 for 30!!

Maternity Fashion, here we come...

Garden Sieve Noticeboard Part 3: Reveal!!

Hello my poppett,

And a big welcome to the grand reveal of 

my Garden Sieve Noticeboard.

{Did you see the tutorial in Part 2?}

I love the whole vintage-y look of it,

perfected, if I may be so bold, 

by the Cabbages and Roses Toile de Poulet linen.

{Gotta love that gorgeous raspberry scrumptiousness.}

We're in the end stretch of all the coughs and snuffles in our house. Huzzah!

Oh yes. It's been a barrel of laughs round here.

A veritable ca-cough-phany

{That hilarious joke is brought to you by lover-boy himself...}

A cough-cough here...

And a cough-cough there.

Here a cough, there a cough...

{Please tell me you're getting the Old MacDonald Reference...? 

Or is it just me singing here on my own? 

Not a good sound with my currently raspy voice....}

So, what have I been up to these last few days? 

Well, funny you should ask...

I've been busily picking out my items for my 30 for 30.

Remember?

I have to choose 30 pieces 

and remix them over 30 days 

to produce 30 different outfits. 

I'm starting my 

30 for 30: Maternity: Modern Country Style series 

on Monday.

So this weekend, 

I shall be wearing all my other clothes, 

probably on top of one another, 

in my last bid for fabric-freedom.

Cos that's how I roll.

Probably quite literally in this case, with all my layers....

Think: Michelin Man...

but add coughing....

Nothing but top-class allure, in this house, my friends.

Nothing but allure.

I'm linking to my favourite parties in the sidebar!