I actually love going to the gym - once I'm there. It's the initial effort of making it there that's a different story. It doesn't help that the particular gym I go to is twenty minutes drive from my house and in the middle of bustling Canley Heights - a nightmare for parking most days and nights because of the abundance of eateries nearby. So this morning, I had all intentions of going - I even had my bag packed and gear ready to go - but then I got sidetracked trying to put together an outfit to change into post-workout and got so fixated on what shoes and accessories to wear that by the time I was actually happy, it was too late to go to the gym without being late for a lunch date. What a shame.
So in the end I decided on these odd booties I'd bought a lifetime ago - mary-janes with built in knitted socks. I had to dig to find them, hidden under my bed behind a layer of summer sandals. I remember exactly the last time I wore them - about three or four years ago (with a beret, gloves and an anorak) to go shopping with my sister. She teased me so much about them that I stashed them away and hadn't worn them again since. I actually don't know why I even cared - I'm usually pretty confident in my left-of-field taste in fashion. I'm used to people looking at me strangely and giggling to each other - my motto is usually to screw what everyone else thinks, Imma rock that shit. But for some reason I could never bring myself to try the whole long-socks-and-heels trend again - it looked so silly to me every time I tried it on and I always chickened out. But not today.
Florals, Hats, Red Lips, Socks, and Mary-Janes for a laid back Saturday of shopping and pampering:
Dress&Belt: Cotton On; Cardigan: Forcast; Shoes: Luichiny (from Wanted Shoes); Hat: Rubi; Bag: Sandler; Watch: Marc By Marc Jacobs; Necklaces: Dotti; Ring: Alex Perry for Diva.
And I went for a 5km run tonight just FYI. #shred.
Til next time my pumpkins xx