Dress: £20 Dorothy Perkins
Shoes: £20 Newlook, similar here
Necklace: Forever 21
Last week me and Thomas boarded a train set for London for our wedding anniversary with a plan to shop, eat, and watch Charlie and the Chocolate Factory the musical. I had planned on wearing this dress to the royal drury lane theatre, however it was slightly bum grazing and I felt a bit exposed so with half an hour to spare I dashed into the nearest shop which happened to be Dorothy Perkins.
Setting foot in there was like one of those ta-da moments you see on tv, whilst milling around the shop and frantically grabbing at dresses I had an epiphany. I can now happily make the transition from Topshop to Dozza P and I don't care if that makes me more of a 30 year old than a 20 year old!
This pivotal moment in my life came after a horrendous visit to the Oxford Circus Topshop a couple of weeks before hand. I walked in and felt like I'd opened a door to the 90s, not the cool "lets watch Saved by the Bell and play the Sega 90s" but a sort of 90s cult that only 18-20's could join and they weren't about to let anyone stand in their way of the scrunchies, backpacks, and ill-fitting jeans on offer. I accidentally brushed one with my handbag and got a snappy response, she was probably mad that she hadn't thought to wear her frame-only glasses that day, but non the less the whole thing was a horrible experience and I won't be returning.
So I'm welcoming Dorothy Perkins and it's age appropriate clothing into my life with open arms. I realise this post is a little bit hypocritical as I'm still sporting the ohsotrendy bleach london hair colour, but I'm living on the edge and blurring the lines of student and late twenties office worker. I'm mad me.