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EVERYDAY Is Special!


I have a problem. A problem most women will relate to. I always tend to buy clothes that I then "save" for special occasions.

I don't know why I do this or why I'm so bad at buying things and then leaving them in the wardrobe, never to see daylight until there's a special occasion. I won't dare tell you how many clothes I have that I bought an age ago, but have never worn, deeming them to nice for everyday.

Well this lovely dress from Collectif was one of those dresses. I couldn't help but fall for the beautiful flower print and floaty material, but I ordered it and promptly added it to my collection of 'too nice for everyday' wear. The day I wore this was so lovely and sunny, and I was struggling to pick a dress - then my eyes fell on this beaut and I thought, sod it! It was such a pretty day and I wanted to wear the dress, so I did :)
Dress: Collectif^
Cardigan: South (via Very)
Shoes: Dorothy Perkins^
You'll also notice that I have bare legs. There was a time when I literally would wear nothing but either leggings or tights throughout the year. It didn't matter how hot it got, I was not going to show my legs to anyone! But since starting the blog, my confidence has grown and grown, and the clouds in my head regarding my body have slowly started to drift away. I cannot tell you how amazing it feels to walk outside with my legs free and my head filled with happiness and confidence. 
I still have clouds lingering with certain aspects of myself, but it's one step at a time and the best thing about it is that I know I'll get there. I've come this far!

'til next time.


Love and hugs,
Isha
xxx

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