So on Saturday I stumbled off to a BBQ somewhere near Finsbury Park. It was fancy dress. I am not much of a fan of fancy dress as it usually means slutty or having to put in too much effort. Instead, I went dressed like this:

I was obviously a… princess? Anyway, I’ve been wanting to wear this skirt since I got here so any excuse really! It was made from my debs dress that I loved loved loved but knew I wouldn’t get much chance to wear again. I bought it in Jenny Vander in Dublin and it makes me feel magical. I ripped it on Sat night… that’ll teach me! Cape, tights and brogues from Penneys, top is a slip, hairband from Miss Selfridge, belt H&M, crap quality picture comes to us courtesy of Nikon.

This is the expression I wore for most of the night. Damn that delicious cherry cider