Hair New Era

A while ago, I was in London, and now I finally got round to writing a post about it (woo!). It was a business trip, but because of how well it went I decided to hit the shops afterwards to celebrate.
So I bought a few lovely, if predictable things from the newsagent's,H&M,and Topshop.But then I realised these everyday purchases weren't enough. And to really mark the occasion I'd have to get myself something special. Luckily, I found just the thing in Topshop - this amazingly creepy (crawly) necklace:What I really loved about London (apart from, you know, London) was how many people I saw with pink and blue hair. And I didn't even make it to Camden this time! Most of them were on Oxford Street.
Which reminds me... in case you didn't know, my hair looks like this now:

I am on a roll today!
But don't expect any posts next week; I shall be cramming for my worst (but last, woo!) exam then.
Anyway, I went shopping yesterday, and here's what I bought. The umbrella and the eyeshadow kit are from H&M, the rest is from Primark. I was only going to town to accompany a friend, and just planning to get concealer and cosmetic pads from Boots, but I shockingly came back with bags full of flowers and bows and the colour pink.
Which seems to prove that, sadly, I'll never be able to fully embrace androgynous style. I just can't function without my girly fix. Because, look how cute!

How ironic. I recently watched the third season of Sex and the City where for a couple of episodes the girls go to LA as Carrie has a meeting there about the possibility of having her column made into a film. A film where there’s no smoking, and where Big is Mr Perfect, and where Carrie just needs to get over her issues and they’ll live happily ever after. She walks away from it.
But eight years later the film got made and it was so much worse than season 3 Carrie could have imagined. It was nothing more than a clichéd Hollywood chick flick.
All the characters had a beautifully done happy ending at the end of the series. Where can you go from there?
Oh, I have a super original idea: the main characters get a big wedding! Carrie, the quintessential single girl who was perfectly happy being married to herself? Really? Yeah, it’ll be great. So we’ll have a wedding, but not right away because there has to be drama and heartbreak before the riding into the sunset part. Oh, and weren’t there some other characters as well? Um, possibly… Let’s find them something random to do then, everyone only cares about Carrie anyway. The fans will eat it up! And as a dressing we’ll use lots and lots of cheesy love sauce.
Delicious.
And now the second film. They already took the honest, real single life out of Sex and the City. The thirties are long gone too. What is there left to take? I know, the City! But if we rely on lame jokes, textbook drama, a happy ending, a bunch of crazy costumes and lots of celebrities popping up, we’ll be fine.
Ugh.
The thing I liked by far the most about the first film was SJP’s outfit for the London premiere. I don’t care what everyone else on the internet had to say about it, I loved that giant headpiece by Philip Treacy.

Last night I found an unfinished DIY project from years ago and decided to turn this would-be belt into a hairband. Like this:

Missoni Agadir cut-out one-piece Bijoux Heart Scene 24-karat gold-plated hairband

Blossom for the Queen- Rose Brooch/ Pin by EclecticOrchid