Party bags

Last weekend's party bags

Feeling gutted the beads are loosening on my smiley face bag...

WAG GIRLS

 My current wall hanging is this fab snakeskin t-shirt given to me all wrapped up in plastic by my lovely friend Molly. So many great things about it, particularly the label.

Courts

I now have more snakeskin items of clothing in my wardrobe than you can shake a stick at (actually only 3 things but it still feels quite excessive)

They're much nicer in real life... I promise. They look here to be that in between high and low height, which is my absolute worst.

I've been wearing them with baggy rolled up stonewashed denim jeans - I like how that vibe looks like you were kind of playing dress up for the day and chanced across an outfit that really works. Never to be worn with black opaques.

 Yours if you're quick from the Primark sale for £6.

Craze for Snakeskin

Anyone who has looked at What's She Like in the past month or so will have noted my current craze for snakeskin. So imagine the excitement caused by this leather top and tassled waistcoat sensation

 

It was revolting, but part of me really did want the waistcoat. At some point in the future I'm sure I would have really loved looking like Shania Twain, taking animal print to the extreme (Tessa and I well on our way, see below) and wearing the above with my snakeskin jeans...  

Jungle Fever

Walking to meet Tessa before Friday's art expedition with Rosa, I spotted her trousers before her beaming face. I then looked down and realised we were both wearing animal print trousers and spotty spotty socks. Jungle fever.

Tessa has a vast selections of socks. Here are her trusty DMs fashioned with a lovely green pair on a much warmer day last summer.

Snakeskin Medusa

 

Caravaggio/Primark: probably not a comparison that occurs often (or at all) but my new snakeskin jeans do make me feel quite Medusa-esque, although without all her bad bits like being a monster and turning people to stone.

Dizzy Blue Heights

When I took a picture of these yesterday in Primark, it was initially to scoff and and say annoying things like 'no wonder these are in the sale, pah!' But for some reason this morning I am feeling like part of me actually, maybe, almost quite likes them?!? Something about the colour and the disgusting (great) feathery trim... I think really I've just been indoors too long, and they truly do belong in Primark's bargain bucket.

 

I know this blue snakeskin bag of Rosa's is nice though, no doubt there. I really enjoyed the flowers on her saucer matching her bag too.