Last weekend I had another one of those moments: I had been aware for the past four months or so that my Aunties 40th Wedding Anniversary was coming up, and therefore required something to nice wear for the occasion. But, as per usual, typical me left it to the last minute. I found myself stood in the centre of a busy Newcastle shopping scene, looking extremely panicked, with an almost empty purse, just two days before the event. Ideal, right? Wrong. The
It's kind of strange the way fashion works. Like, I've literally just spent money on a piece of fur? Just a piece. A long rectangular piece of fur. It doesn't even wrap the full way around my neck, or serve any functional purpose. Yep, it's just a piece of fur. But hey, thats fashion, and I really like this piece of fur.
Fur can really change up an outfit. Just throw a piece on top of a basic t-shirt, and bam, you're suddenly rocking the modern day Cruella De Vil vibe (minus
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