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Gold Pause


Pause was exactly what I did when I saw this dress. I don’t really think it knows what it wants to be! It’s a mishmash of no pleats, small pleats, and big pleats with polka dots thrown in, and of course I love it! You never have to convince me when it comes a polka dot dress and this is different from any other dress I have in my wardrobe which is probably why I saved it for somewhere cool to wear it.

I wore this dress to the Cut for Evans launch a few weeks ago and I thought it was a perfect homage to the collection; a mix of colours, shapes and patterns - the perfect compliment for such an event. I love the navy polka dots against the gold as it makes this dress so much softer than an otherwise pure gold dress would be. It means that it can be incredibly versatile and easily worn on a warm summers day, but also for a night out. It was so comfortable for the entire night and I felt completely at ease in it:
Cardigan: Leggings (via Very)
Belt: Blogger Marketplace
Boots: Boohoo
Tights: Boots
Closeup of the wonderful world of pleats <3

I love finding gems like this and I'm on the hunt for more colour, more brightness and more patterns for the coming warmer months.

Hope you're all well - 'til next time.


Love and hugs,
Isha 
xxx

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  1. Rushing over to Dorothy Perkins to take a look now as I always forget to look there. You look gorgeous. I love your style Isha!! :) Polka dots are always right!! :)

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    1. You're so sweet, thank you lovely! I'm so obsessed with polka dots it's a little embarrassing, but I couldn't help but buy this one. It's so pretty...weird, but pretty :) x

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