Maddy's Blog Of Wittery-ness: A Conundrum

Thursday, October 27, 2011

A Conundrum

I'm not going to blog about my life today. Yes, I went to London today, I went round Madame Tussuad's and had lunch and did a bit of some galleries and some museums before I felt really sick and Mum felt sick and we went home.
I also got an incredibly upsetting email today, which I don't really want to talk about, but didn't explain ANYTHING.
Anyway.
I'm being all clothes oriented again, I'm afraid.
I'm trying to decide if a dress is too short.
I got it from work a while back for a couple of quid. I work in a charity shop, making this possible.
It's a Miss Selfridge in a size ten, which was asking for trouble, really, because I don't do Miss Selfridge (I get the feeling it doesn't have a "d" in it) and the tits and ass mean that I have not been a size ten since YEAR ten, at which point I went on the pill and my boobies went from C's to D's.
Anyway.
It's really, really nice.

You can actually see the detail better if you highlight it, weirdly enough.

Like so!
This is NOT a very good picture. I didn't take one of the bottom half, so I shall describe. It has pleats coming down from the waist and POCKETS, which I love. I do love pockets.
The top, however, I DID get a close up of.

It's a bit sailor-like, which is why I loved it, really.
Really cute little lapels, and I LOVE the stitching.
Considering replacing the buttons with little anchor buttons, because that would make it adorable. Possibly these. Though £3 is a little excessive for five buttons. I would have to go somewhere and get buttons.
Anyway. It has a couple of flaws.
I cannot fit into it without magic knickers.
If I do not wear thick black tights with it, there is a serious issue that I will discuss in a moment.
If I put a belt with it, I cannot breathe.
However.

Yes, my room is a freaking tip. Console yourself with the fact that all the clothes are clean.

Have you SEEN my breasts in this? ("Adam", if you're reading this, do try to calm down.)
They look pretty damn good.
My waist looks teeny weeny.
I can make the shoulder of the dress go over to the side a little, giving a really gorgeous V look.
And I can wear it with THESE:

My all-time favourite heels.

However.
Back to the little issue.
If I don't wear my massive magic knickers and thick THICK black tights with this, you can sort of see a little bit of arse cheek.
Like a couple of inches.
Because the dress has a wee slit at the back.
I think (think) that I can put a couple of stitches in, maybe let the hems of the slit out a little and make it a wee bit more covering.
Maybe.
I do risk ruining it, though I figure I've got quite good with a stitch ripper, I can always put it back.
It is shorter than anything I have EVER worn before.
Quite a serious dilemma. I also have nowhere to wear it.
What do you lot think?

I realise I have not done a Three Good Things in a while. I shall do a fifty good things next time I am miserable to make up for it.
<3 to all XXXXXXXXX

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LedzebraOctober 27, 2011 at 10:54 PM
Looking beautiful Maddness, almost as much as your room is <3 xx

P.s I paused an Amnesia let's play to read this, so you're highly lucky ;)

Rayyyyyy :P x
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Things That Make Me Happy

1) When my baking comes out really, really excellently.
2) Historical romances
3) Daydreams about being a very successful grown up.
4) Daydreams that are REALLY inappropriate for the location you're having them in, like having sexy daydreams on a bus when trying to hold down a conversation.
5) Strictly Come Dancing
6) The Great British Bake Off
7) When your crochet ends up looking amazing.
8) When Dad brings me a random Crunchie.
9) Lula. Just in general. She is one of the best people alive.
10) Writing fiction and it actually sounding decent.
11) Tudor history
12) Learning songs on my guitar really really slowly, but on my own so it feels like a proper achievment.
13) Realising, 13 things in, that Katie was right about this making me feel much better.
14) Katie
15) How Anna smells. I know I bang on about it, but honestly, phwoar!!
16) Getting over a sore throat and being able to screech out songs when I feel like it again.
17) My purse (It has a big, shiny union jack on it)
18) Going to the market just off Covent Garden.
19) The Globe.
20) Kenneth Brannagh.
21) Mocking Hanna
22) Realising that Hanna has come up with a completely logical scientific theory about the Earth expanding, making her a lot more intelligent than previously realised.
23) ALL of my cousins. There are about 14 of them, and I love each and every one of them. Even the tiny, mental ones.
24) My Grannie. Scary, but she loves me.
25) Being a ginge.
26) Honeycomb.
27) How my room looks like it has pink walls in the morning when my curtains are shut, pale blue walls in the daylight, and white walls at nighttime when all the light I have is the moon.
28) The best piece of post I ever got, still in a frame, still on my bookshelf.
29) Doctor Who
30) Doctor Who jackets, all tweed and elbow patches.
31) Lidl's lasagne
32) Being able to spell lasagne.
33) The picnics Sullay organises.
34) Cold chow mein, covered in sweet and sour sauce and served in a lunch box in front of jealous looking mates.
35) Painting my nails yellow and drawing smiley faces on with Sharpie marker.
36) My brother, even though he's mental and seems to take joy in making my hair look mental, waiting til I have smoothed it over, then doing it again.
37) Having one seat in the living room accepted as MINE for Dr Who viewing.
38) Kissing so hard that you don't realise that your hair is a mess, you're pressed up against a wall and that people might see you.
39) My boobs. They are in my top two of favourites features, just for how excellently jiggly they are.
40) My eyes. The other ones in the top two.
41) When my nose is blocked up a tiny bit, so that I can whistle through it.
42) My neighbour's home made apple juice.
43) When I walk into the house after a bad and very cold day at college and my mum has made stew.
44) My cat, Jake. (He's dead now, but he gets to stay)
45) My cat, Stuart.
46) Accidentally painting my nails to match my underwear.
47) Having my hair stroked when I'm upset.
48) The fact that my dad totally reverts to being a teenager when we go down the Brook to see Stiff Little Fingers.
49) The fact that my dad lets new boys I bring home know that he knows EXACTLY how to make a petrol bomb and how to throw it efficiently, too.
50) The Parasol Protectorate series.
51) Gail Carriger's blog: http://retrorack.blogspot.com/
52) Lemon sorbet
53) Reading a whole book in a day, even if it's trash.
54) The Sociology Corner, both as it was last year and as it is this year, though I do miss Sarah.
55) My mum's disco cds.
56) My AMAZING 50s style prom dress, which I keep wanting excuses to wear again.
57) The fact that, in January, I get to wear it again :D
58) My Union Jack shoes
59) The fact that saving a file as Me At Prom in one word spells meatprom, and so makes me think of cows in top hats.
60) Deleting bitches from FB.
61) The lack of bitches on my FB.
62) My giant pink Ugg boot slippers, that somehow still fit after six years in service.
63) Fucking with people's heads.
64) Writing my blog.
65) Tom and Jerry
66) Looney Tunes
67) Wacky Races
68) My retina-scarring, grandma-on-crack shawl.
69) Wearing men's shirts.
70) How my hair looks when I wake up. Mostly for it's comical nature, occaisionally because it actually looks great. THAT doesn't happen often.
71) Katie singing. It makes me happy inside.
72) My lizard necklace.
73) The thought of being able to wear my winter jumpers again.
74) Snow
75) Kicking ASS on Singstar/Lips.
76) QI when it's extended to an hour long show.
77) The thought of owning a wardrobe full of tea dresses and fake fur stoles and t-bar shoes.
78) My stripper boots.
79) The one happy penguin in all the nonchalent penguins on my phone background.
80) Entertaining the idea of a lip piercing purely to annoy my mother
81) Secretly thinking about getting one when I go to uni anyway.
82) Magners.
83) The own brand cider that they have in this chain of French supermarkets that tastes amazing.
84) Rollercoasters.
85) The Pirates of the Carribean ride at Disneyland.
86) Feeling more cultured than basically every member of my Film Studies class, mainly because they spent the weekend watching American Pie and I watched Strangers on a Train.
87) The contents of the box on top of my wardrobe.
88) Wisteria perfume.
89) Rebecca, by Daphne Du Maurier.
90) In The Middle by Jimmy Eat World, because of the instantaneous better feeling it brings.
91) The entire shelf I have of shitty romantic fiction.
92) My catapault pencil sharpener.
93) When people get my lyric-quoting jokes.
94) Drawing hearts in the margins of pieces of paper.
95) Fridaying, even though it doesn't really happen anymore.
96) The fact that, despite it's free-ness, IKEA tea is scrummy.
97) Cheesecake.
98) Camping holidays with as many relatives as can be persuaded.
99) Rockham Bay.
100) My lesbian pirate bag.
101) That strange gold coloured Fosters.
102) Ice cream.
103) Russell Grant on Strictly Come Dancing.
104) 80p cups of tea.
105) Rachel's blog.
106) Jumper dresses.

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