She finally learned to let go

No one is more dissapointed than I am right now, waving goodbye to Spring. It’s my favourite season and I always go through withdrawal symptoms when the blossom fades and the little lambs have grown. I literally pushed Tabitha out the door to go to and do this shoot. The daffodils were starting to wither and I guess I just wanted one last burst of spring on the blog before I have to wait another eight months. This was a little less planned than we usually go for when shooting, so we had more issues with light than usual. Pair that with me trying out the Charlotte Tilbury gold bar for the first time and I’m pretty much a vegan caramel magnum.

I’ve had this dress in my wardrobe for about 6 years and it’s somehow stayed in great condition. I grew up seeing Toile De Jouy prints everyday thanks to my mother using her grandmothers old China as our daily cutlery. Thus, there’s a strong nostalgic feeling that swarms in the pit of my stomach every time I see the traditional print. In fact, I ended up incorporating the style into my final collection of my University degree. Unfortunately, after dropping three dress sizes, (sometimes four, depending on the brand) the dress doesn’t fit like it’s supposed to. Whilst it works as a loose style dress and is great for those easy, free-dressing days. Lost is the grace the garment once had, when it was fitted to the body and didn’t fall off of one shoulder every time I moved. There’s just a niggling in the back of my head telling me it’s time to let go and make room for something else I can love more in my wardrobe.

 “One of the most courageous decisions you’ll ever make is to finally let go of what is hurting your heart and soul.”  

 ~ Brigitte Nicole 

When I bought this dress, I hated myself and was in a rather dark place. Whilst it’s a beautiful dress and could see me through a few more years as an oversized outfit, I can’t help but associate the garment with those difficult times I went through. It’s a reminder of a time that I don’t need to feel like I’m wearing all day. Whilst is important to remember those moments and I should feel proud of how far I’ve came and the things I’ve overcome, it no longer reflects the person I am now.

 Before letting go of the piece of fabric that held so much symbolism, of thoughts of self-doubt and negativity sewn into the seams, I wanted to do a photo shoot in it. More for myself to look at for years and years to come, telling a story only I can read.

On a lighter note, I’ve been admiring all the cute straw hats that’s been swarming around social media and hanging in shop windows lately. I picked up this cute hat from asos because if you’ve been around for a while, you know by now that I have a weakness for bows. In all honesty, I’m not sure how I’m liking the hat on myself. Tabitha and I often go into stores just to try on all the hats and take stupid selfies and we always joke about how I have a ‘hat-head’. (A term we created that implies someone suits all types of hats.) Ironically I think I might just have found the one that doesn’t fit! Nonetheless, I’m still lusting after one with a cute quote on the back, particularly as the hotter weather is almost here and there’s just something about straw hats that literally scream summer!

What are your thoughts on the straw hat trend? Have you ever had a strong link to a piece of clothing before?


Dress: Toile De Jouy Dress

Hat: ASOS Natural Floppy Hat Plait Band

Shoes: By Blanche Daydream boots in black