Your life in your arms.

Recently I've become quite infatuated with bags. Being older and starting uni I finally have enough crap to actually be able to need one and my lame self sees it as weird kind of rite of passage. Unfortunately my budget restricts me and although working two jobs I can't justify buying a designer bag (even though I want one more than life).
No doubt bags make an outfit, and with the right one it can make your basic daily attire look like you're roaming the streets of LA waiting to be papped. Here are a few that I love that are all coincidentally from sportsgirl and are actually in my price range (kind of) and then my personal designer please-magically-appear-in-wardrobe wish list. (And yes I realise they're almost all black, but you can't ever go wrong with a black everyday bag).

I actually own this and it's perfect. It's structure always ties my outfit together and it holds everything I need.

Perfect for uni as it's big enough to hold even textbooks or whatever else you need to lug around all day.

Simple and understated, good for just everyday when you only need your wallet, keys and phone.

Love the colour, and love the studs.

My dream bag for like forever, Alexa is the luckiest woman to have this named after her. It just reminds me of lazy casual days spent at your friends house, but maybe with that price tag it deserves a bit more.

Elegant, classy, beautiful I WANT IT but realistically have no where to wear it.

The reason I got the first bag was because it reminded me of this one, structure wise. So simple and elegant, I'm in love.

Until next time.....

And this is how it starts....

Almost two weeks ago I had the absolute pleasure of seeing the 1975 live at Oxford Art Factory. They were insane to put it simply. Matty was truly a standout, sipping tequila throughout but managing to still rock it. His vocals are on a complete other level, if I could have him just follow me around for the rest of my life just singing I would not complain.

What impressed me the most though was Matty (and later followed by George) spending at least an hour taking photos with everyone that had waited behind. I did feel for him though because he looked absolutely buggered by the end of it. But that didn't stop him from asking a girl he passed on his way to the back "did you get a photo?" and then proceeding to take one with her.

They opened with the city which was my favourite, but has since been bumped down a few places due to the concert. A stand-out for me was head.cars.bending. Matty's soft vocals before belting out the chorus gave me goosebumps. But he can't be given all the credit, Adam and Ross on guitars and George on the drums nailed it and honestly I wish that I wasn't so squashed in that mosh-pit because I really just wanted to dance. The beats of the songs which are all impossible for me to describe (a mix of drums/guitars/electro sounding instrument?) are also impossible to resist.

I had and still have trouble listening to their recorded songs post-concert as they do in no way compare to hearing them live. I came out of that concert more in love with the songs and the band itself than I had when I entered, and that is probably the greatest measure of how incredible the experience was.

Till next time!

It was dark, and I really only had a good
view of matty. But who's complaing?

 

And this was my outfit for the night!