Sunday, 1 March 2015


My struggle to track down a petite pair of black dungarees literally sent me to despair and I had almost come to the conclusion that no such thing exists. The length of all the ones I tried on must have been made to fit those who have legs that come to no end and should come with a warning sign for petite people reading: 'not to try on unless you want to feel like a 5 year old trying on your mothers clothes'. I can very much speak for all petite people when I say that getting a pair of well sized jeans makes you feel as if they were made for you as it is a rare occasion for such a thing to happen. So when I found these petite fitting dungarees tucked away in the corners of h&m, you can imagine the joy I felt.

P.S Kudos to Soraya for the photos

Friday, 13 February 2015


Yes. You are right. I am indeed wearing that coat AGAIN. I cannot promise that I am going to switch up my coat wearing habits anytime soon because a. Its fuckin' cold in Leeds and it makes me feel like I'm wearing my dressing gown to my lectures and b. Everytime I think about wearing another coat, it stares at me from the corner of the room like I'm being unfaithful. It's my fave and will be with me like an extra limb until the cold weather bids farewell.

I managed to peel myself away from my Broadchurch and Lost binging habits and make the most of my free Friday (its SO hard being a student) by checking out the new 'it' food place in Leeds: Get Baked. The reviews have been rather excellent so we had high expectations. I'm currently in a food related euphoric high after tasting the best burger of my life. It is greasy goodness at its best!

Friday, 6 February 2015


I love the way these photos turned out. The soft natural lighting was sparse but perfect when captured against the delicacy of this Motel shirt. Thank you Charli, for being such a whizz with the camera.

This shirt is a great wardrobe staple. You can get it here if ya fancy!

Photography by Charli Poster

Tuesday, 3 February 2015


No, this blogpost is not going to be about my undying love for Busted, despite the misleading title (although I'm not ruling this out as a future blogpost. Watch this space.). After what feels like a very short holiday, I'm finally back at Uni.

After coming back from a long break, I like to begin the new term with a fresh and positive attitude and theres nothing that says 'fresh new start' than new additions to your wardrobe. Particularly a new bag that is ACTUALLY big enough to fit your laptop in.

I remember as a kid, the only thing that would motivate me to get back into the flow of school after a long holiday was the prospect of getting a new pair of school shoes. They always had to be patent so they would look shiny and new for the whole term. I was very much a child that was only in it for the uniform. I only showed commitment towards Brownies until I could own the jumper.

How nice would it be to go back to when I could wear my Brownie jumper without anyone suspecting I was a Brownie fraud. In the real world, you can't wear the jumper until you deserve it. This has very much become apparent to me in the last month. My life at the moment consists of being glued to my laptop screen doing either: uni work, applying for placements next year or finding the odd work experience to add to my CV. Adult life has very much hit me right in the face. I literally feel like I should own a pant suit and start saving towards my retirement. Maybe I'll even take up Sudoku?

Amongst the stress and woes of thinking about my future, the potential prospects are very exciting and the struggle I know is going to worth it. With copious cups of coffee and five more seasons of Lost (I was a late bloomer) to watch on hand, how can I be discouraged?

Tuesday, 27 January 2015


As you can probably tell from the ratio of photos with my face in to the photos where my head is cut out, I was very much having a bad hair/ face day today. The main reason for this, is that I was sitting with wet hair on my bed this morning, shouting passive aggressive words at my computer for losing connection at a vital point of my Googling, until I realised I had 10 minutes before I had to leave for Uni. So to say the least, I have been rocking Hermione hair and dodgey make-up (and a runny nose to add to the mix) all day which never translates well on camera!

Getting back to the point of this post. The lovely people at Flying Wardrobe gifted me with this gorgeous jacket to see how I would style it.  I love the structured design and the added striped detail inside the sleeves (which also have magnets in so when you fold them up, they actually stay up! Huzzah!) It definitely smartens up my current jacket and coat selection and is transitional for both day and night. Click the picture above to view their collection!

Friday, 23 January 2015


Giving that "I'm going to kill you and your family" look.

Nothing says "last day of freedom" than a spontaneous road trip with friends. As my friends and I sulked are way through three bags of sweets whilst watching big brother last night, dreading the thought of going back to work and University in the coming week, we thought we would spend the day together somewhere new.

So we went to York! 

I have only ever heard wonderful things about York and its beautiful shambles. It really did live up to expectations. We went to Filmore and Union for some healthy (but beyond a student budget) grub and it was a treat. 

Thursday, 22 January 2015


As you may know if you have flicked through my Instagram feed or my blog, I'm fairly fond of swamping my petite frame with layers upon layers of baggy clothes. I actually recently had a friend stop me in my path, eye me up and down and ask me "there's something different about you today but I can't put my finger on what it is" and then it clicked to her that I was actually for once, wearing something figure hugging to which she replied: "Bryony, you have a waist!". So when it comes to my new obsession (the striped work shirt) it's obviously gotta' be oversized and baggy as hell.

I picked up this MARNI striped shirt in a charity shop in Hampstead on my recent trip to London for a sweet sweet £12! You cannot beat the feeling of finding designer labels in a charity shop. 

Heres a couple of inspirations on how I will be styling it.