And time yet for a hundred outfit indecisions, visions, and revisions...

 Hello tylwyth teg! (fairies in Welsh, apparently!)

Willy Pogany's illustration for The Welsh Fairy Book


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It's been... a week. The news cycle has been horrible. How much more staggeringly horrible it is for the Ukrainians who are living through the situation making up the news. There's not anything one can say about world conflict in a fashion blog that doesn't sound glib. I thought an homage to Ukraine's beautiful traditional dress (which I knew nothing about until today) might be more fitting. These pictures were all found after searching 'Vyshyvanka Day' on Google.

A woman with her cat in traditional Ukrainian folk clothing. The 'vyshyvanka' is the embroidered shirt.
Children in vyvyshankas. Traditionally, vyshyvanka embroidery styles and motifs varied from region to region in Ukraine, so 'the knowing eye could detect where a person hailed from by the clothes on their back.[...] Traditionally, the thread was coloured according to local formulas using bark, leaves, flowers, berries and so on. In this way, the local environment is literally reflected in the colour of the embroidery.' — JJ Gurga, Echoes of the Past: Ukrainian Poetic Cinema and the Experiential Ethnographic Mode.

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Today I accidentally deleted my last blog which is obviously trivial but still frustrating. It's annoying because I don't have a copy of it ANYWHERE ELSE (such a dingus!), so I guess this is a learning curve to back up my blogposts and save them elsewhere. It sucks because I think last week's blog was one of the best yet.

I'm just like Carrie when she lost all the work she didn't back up. Technophobic fashionistas united :'(

I'm gonna save a PDF of this blog after I've uploaded it straight away. Maybe I'll also print off all my blogs, bind them in a book by hand, and lock the book away in a safe...

I've spent too much time time thinking about the legend of the lost blog, so let's get on with this week's and hope it's just as special.

I wore this outfit to meet my Mamgu (Welsh grandmama), my uncle, my cousin, and my boyfriend for lunch on Tuesday. We went to Wagamamas and I had the spicy vegan 'rib' ramen with the über thick udon noodles- Wagamamas never misses!

A little photoshop collage I made with punky pooches and passion flowers.


Bad quality but the first two were poppin', so forgive me.

The luscious wool jacket is part of a skirt suit set I bought on eBay (secondhand) in my first year at uni after watching Clueless for the first time in class. The film is based on Jane Austen's book, Emma, so we were studying how it'd been adapted for the cinema... although I was too busy frothing at the mouth over the fab outfits to come up with any hot intellectual takes. Talk about an influential film!

Lupita Nyong'o looking lovely as Dion.

Cara Delevigne sharing the Cher love.
Willow's take on Cher's yellow suit which is deffo the most instantly recognisable outfit from the whole film.
Poster for Peaches Christs' 2014 Clueless tribute show. 
And ofc, Iggy Azaelea's Cher chicery- there's loads of pics online of Charli XCX and Iggy wearing Clueless inspired costumes on stage, but this Clueless tangent has gone on long enough... ahh, what's one more reference point?

TRASH THE HOTEL, LET'S GET DRUNK ON THE MINI BAR!
Okay that really is enough digression- back to the outfit analysis, sis. The whole skirt suit only cost £15! One of my biggest eBay triumphs. Only down side is it's dry clean only, so I have to be on my cleanliest, next-to-godliest behaviour when I wear it. 
Me in the full suit on my 21st birthday with my obnoxiously tall baby bro.
I wore it with the secondhand eBay Desigual skirt (ftd. b4) and some low denier sheer tights. I love the silhouette of this outfit- the tailored jacket and puffball skirt combo exudes a Vivienne Westwood joie de vivre. I wore a chunky amethyst necklace that my friend got me at a vintage market in Dundee, and went for similarly jewel-toned purple makeup.
makeup, necklace, and a disjointed gaze into the lens.

My second outfit this week went through numerous transformations in the getting ready process as I kept trying stuff on, liking it for a bit, having a crisis over it, then changing. Such fun! The indecision referenced in the blog title is an allusion to 'The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock'- gotta be one of my favourite poems. I was only getting dressed to go and meet two friends on campus on Wednesday, so really t'was a fuss over nothing.
 
I started off wearing this outfit composed of muted colours and slouchy shapes which I thought had a bit of a season 2 Jules vibe (that's Jules from Euphoria if you've been living under a rock!). I did a glittery graphic makeup look a la Jules too.
Doesn't photograph well I'm afraid!
The second-hand FCUK zip-up is from eBay, and I bought it for my boyf a few years ago. I love the raw exterior hems, it looks like the kind of jacket the spunky heroine wears in an apocalyptic movie. The skirt (featured here many times already) is secondhand from eBay, and the layered long sleeve tee is secondhand Diesel from eBay too. 
The slightly over-long sleeves add to the Jules/Hunter Schafer essence. 
Hunter in similar khaki tones, a lusciously slouchy jumper, and supreme accessorises (the Reebok X Maison Margiela shoes with the split tootsies!)
Looking at these pictures now, I don't get where the what-to-wear crisis came from. Just one of those days. I thought maybe I'd try to get more high-fash with it, and decided to experiment with wearing the jacket as a skirt:
a moment of Reweary Fairy ingenuity, or an epic fail?!?!
I think it worked quite well although it was a tad bulky, but that made for a fun, hulking hips shape. I tried the ensemble with my boyfriend's Burberry trench that his mum bought at a car boot sale for £7! The jacket smells very musty though because it was scrunched up with a load of my boyf's unwashed clothes, and deffo needs a lickle spin in the washing machine.
Spring's musty must have- a pungent trench <3
I look so creepy here!
The trench turned this into a Jules-does-the-matrix look, and I love the contrast of the sweeping coat and the shorter 'skirt'- high-low piccolo!
The NEXT adaptation I made was swapping one Burberry jacket for another (lol, how trust fund baby does that sound!). The Burbz Harrington jacket is one my grandad has had for decades that he hardly wore, so he bestowed it unto me back in 2017; it's one of my truly adored staples and I feel blessed to have such a piece.
The wet patches you see on the jacket are from water that I used to remove cream blusher marks from it (cream blusher marks courtesy of my rosy-flushed boyfriend- I'm very precious with this jacket and would NOT besmirch it). Again, looking back at the pics, I rate this outfit and don't know why I bothered changing yet again...
geek chic, innit
The final transformation is pretty unrecognisable from the original 'fit. I changed into the featured before charity shop grandad vest, the featured before charity shop Gap jeans, and a Mean Mr Mustard yellow tie which the amethyst necklace amigo got my boyfriend for Christmas from the same vintage market. This outfit screams "I've seen every single episode of Time Team", and also has a touch of Francis Bourgeois (the TikTok train guy) about it. 
Natty icon!
This is what I left the house in, and I kept it on to go round my friends' house to have a few drinks with them before they went out. I didn't go out because the club they were going to is a dank, sticky, tenth circle of hell nightmare that students at my uni have Stockholm Syndrome for. 
a review of the club in question...
The final outfit for this week is wot I wore to go out for some draaaanks with a pal on Friday night. It was another one of those multiple outfit change getting ready processes, but I didn't photograph the changes because I was pressed for time. 
I rewore the khaki eBay skirt, pairing it with floral lacy tights and a cycle jersey that I bought my boyfriend at a vintage kilo sale a few years ago. The cycle jersey has A CUTE LITTLE COW on it- pedal to the medal moo moo magnificence!
bitch I'm a cow, bitch I'm a cow, I'm not a cat, I don't say meow!

 The jersey seems to be promoting cow's milk, which isn't very 'post-milk generation' of me ('post-milk generation' is an Oatly slogan), but then again Oatly have been accused of greenwashing before... somethin' in the milk ain't clean!Oatly Accused of 'Selling Its Soul': Why People Are Boycotting The Vegan Milk Brand

I do like Oatly's products nonetheless, and any alt milk is more environmentally friendly than cow's milk, so it's a good swap to make if you can.

Bar chart found here: Climate change: Which vegan milk is best?

Anyway, that's enough putting oat milk on a milking stall pedestal for today...

I accessorised with a jewelled necklace that my boyfriend's mum bought on one of her vintage shopping excursions, and some hoop earrings with little neon Hello Kitty padlocks that my boyfriend bought me from Depop ages ago (v kiddiecore!). I love how 'eclectic' it all is (a.k.a. mismatched). I did my makeup before changing into this outfit- in an ideal world I would've done some bright orangey-red neon supernova makeup to match the outfit. Still, the subtler look is nice 'enuff.

I had way too many vodka cranberries that evening, so woke up with a splitting headache- cranberry comeuppance! My boyfriend bought me a healing custard slice and some painkillers though which sorted me right out (after much woe-is-me groaning).

Thank you for reading this week's instalment! I'm off to save this blog about a hundred times.

Love always from

Cerys x x x x x x x x 




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