Quadruple the fun

Lots of pics for you today, you lucky things you. And lots of links to pretties. Hurrah for pretties!

Okay, so Friday I wore my new Sourpuss Hellbilly Gingham dress. Christian was mid-game when I got home and I had limited time to get in, get changed, and get out for a girl's night out. To avoid disappointing you, and breaking my solemn Pinkie Promise, I knew I had to get a photo of some description for you so you get a boob and head selfie.

This dress is gorgeous but is a tad booby. I was a little self conscious about it all day but only because I was at work. If I had been in a non-professional environment, I probably wouldn't have worried at all. It's not like the girls are well out on display, but there's definitely a generous hint of cleavage. Of course, the eye may have been drawn from this fact because this dress makes no secret of the fact that the person wearing it is a woman. It screams HIPS!  I have no problem with my hips (hell, you all know of my fondness for petticoats) but if you're more hourglassy than the model, the dress isn't going to sit as pretty as it does on her.

So after the Friday selfie (a phrase I never thought I'd find myself using - in fact, just when did that become a phrase?) I did a rushed wardrobe change, actually threw on some makeup for once, and hightailed it out of the house to meet up with some work mates for a night out at the Pirate Bar. Arrrrgh! I decided to wear another new dress (the perks of being a DINK with no other hobbies) and in retrospect, the H&R London Flocking Dress may have been a little overdressed for a bar but that's kind of the story of my life.

We had a great night out, even though the cocktails were hideous hipster concoctions, they ran out of churros by the time we were ready for dessert, and the singer I'd dragged the girls along to see had bought his skanky girlfriend along. I guess you can't win 'em all. Here's a pic of me and one of the girls, just because.

I know I've harped on about this before, but posting so many pics of myself in one post is really hammering home to me that I really need to learn how to pose for pics. Seriously, I always look so awkward! I mean, come on, look at this one...

I never know what to do with my hands. Hang by my side like an ape? Hands behind my back like a school photo? Hands on hips when I really should put my hands on my waist since my hips are so much farther out than my waist and it looks odd. I need some direction from Zoolander or something!

Anyways, I don't have a link for the above dress, as I've had it for years and years and years. I got it at Target and at the time I only just squeezed into it and then I put on more and more weight and it went into my closet and was always my goal dress. The great news is now it fits. Hurrah! The bad news is that it's very, very see through. Any light at all and you can see straight through my legs. Christian says it's not as bad as I think it is and that I'm just being self conscious but I tend to rarely wear it and only when it's really warm.

Onto the past pic of what I'm wearing right now -

This is my Dead Riding Hood tee and as my pasty legs have been attacked by mozzies recently, I figured I'd wear some tights under my shorts today so I didn't scare small children. Having said that, Red Riding Hood holding a severed wolf's head may scare them anyway so...redundant?

This was a long post. I should have had cupcakes or something for those of you who made it to the end but I'm not quite that organised. Oh well. Enjoy the rest of your long weekend peeps xxx