"Nostalgia is a powerful feeling; it can drown out anything"

Nostalgia is a trend that never goes away. It pops its head round the corner of our lives, just to mention a thought it had about that thing that you used to love, do you remember? It gently nudges the arm of designers and stirs up a memory of a past decade and the shoes it wore. It's what keeps the 16mm film industry afloat, Lomography stocked in  Urban Outfitters, and the rest of the iPhone/ Android using world attatched to their Instagram filters. We revel in the haze that nostalgia quietly weaves around our lives. Nostalgia is both ephemeral in its phases, and omnipresent throughout our lives. Nostalgia is bittersweet. Nostalgia is cool.

earrings- Forever 21, jumper- Primark, dress- charity shop, boots- Jones the Bootmaker

But when you're on your sixth Buzzfeed article about "Those Awesome Crazy Things That Happened In The Nineties That Only You As A Nineties Child Will Get" and you're preparing for each Throwback Thursday weeks in advance it may be time to rub the haze out your eyes and rejoin your peers in the present. Until next Thursday that is. And in the mean time, there's always dressing like the 90s woman you never realised you wanted to be until nostalgia whispered in your ear about that TV show you used to love, and how cool those people looked through your 8 year old eyes. 




Title Quote Attributed to Terrence Malick speaking about "Badlands"  

"Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week."

Sunday has its own paper, which must mean something. And even though I don't have much of a recognisable schedule or clear cut weekend, Sunday still feels like a different sort of day. The west end becomes a haven for yummy mummies and daddy cools, ladies who brunch, well dressed dog walkers, and, during a sweltering summer, the midday pint drinkers and barbeque gastronomes. On a particularily lovely summer Sunday, we did exactly that.

skirt and top- charity shop, bag- DIY, earrings- Topshop

These photos, taken in Glasgow's Botanic Gardens, are a jarring contrast to what I'm currently seeing outside. There is something oddly nostalgic about looking back at summer once you start to hit the cold again. I'm sitting somewhere on the fence looking at these: on the one hand, I'm reminded of a really lovely time; on the other, it sends me into a deep melancholy about the lack of sandals in my immediate future. 

There is a silver lining however. At least clashing prints aren't seasonal.




Title quote attributed to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.