What I Wore: Ibiza Evening #6 - The Last One!

You see those grooves in the pavement.

Yeah, them.

They cost me £2 in emergency Shoesie repairs.

Uh-huh, I didn't learn my lesson.

Poor heel.

What kind of architect decided putting a bunch of unnecessary cracks in the pavement for aesthetically pleasing purposes was a good idea anyway?

When you have the co-ordination of a dying daddy-long-legs like moi, the less cracks in the pavement, the better.

Heels or otherwise.

They weren't lying when they said 'step on a crack, you break your back'.

Those nifty old wives and their tales.

All true I tell ya!

Safe to say, once again, I didn't last the night in my beloved Shoesies...

They were, *gulp* put on bed suitcase rest.

The left one had a broken ankle, (in fact a good portion of said ankle was in fact left stuck in the pavement and has now forever left its mark...) and upon returning to England received treatment from the clever kind of shoe doctor that also makes keys and stuff.

Such a clever man. 

What I wore:

Dress: H&M £14.99

Belt: Internationale £2

Shoesies: Zara £29.99

Necklace: eBay £4.31

Earrings: New Look £1.50

Nails: Sinful Colors Island Coral £1.99

So on my final night, along with braving things in my poor Shoesies, I braved a good bit of orange neon!

you actually cannot tell just how neon this piece of awesomeness is!

It glows in the blumin' dark I swear!

Made me look baree tanned you know ;)

I'm also ashamed to admit that this is my FIRST EVER floaty type/skater dress. 

Yeah, I mean it!

I've always had it in my head that they didn't suit me, and ones I've tried on in the past have been unflattering and unforgiving in places I just didn't want them to be - but this one, no, this one was perfect!

And god I love me some orange <3

I put a black belt around the elasticated bit, you know, to zhuzh it up a bit.

(*Realises I've never seen the word 'zhuzh' written down before, and may have completely made up that spelling?

Just go with me on this yeah?)

Where was I?

Oh yeah so anyways, the belt was meant to tie in the black of the Shoesies, but erm, I ended up wearing gold flats, meaning it was all a bit of a fail.

But it still looked and felt better with the belt ;)

Pre FBOEP (Food-Baby-of-Epic-Proportions) that is.

Then things got messy...

Stupid and TOTALLY undelicious cheesy garlic bread that I DEFINITELY did not have four slices of...

On my face - yeah, 'the usual'.

Think perhaps I should do a blog post soon on just what exactly 'the usual' is, seeing as I keep presuming you all know.

Think matte brown smoky eye, brown eyeliner, nude lip, eyebrows, and mascara, finished off with copious and quite possibly illegal amounts of bronzer and highlight.

I shine like the Ibiza sun baby.

Or at least, my cheekbones do...

Maybe I'll somehow manage to re-tan myself with the UV glow of my own cheeks in a mirror through the Winter months?

It's GOTTA work, right?

Maybe I've stumbled across a piece of genius here and will be rich!

Or, maybe I'm just suffering with SAD, as a result of spending rather a lot of today outside in the torrential rain, and have in fact, lost it.

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It's time to bring this little series to a close peeplies...

Sad times :(

I am now pleased to update you with the news that me and my Shoesies made it home safe and well, and the injury the left heel sustained has now been repaired :D

My little leftie now has a prosthetic foot, awwww :)

I'd like to thank, the clever cobbler who did his job so thoroughly and cheaply, so as to not completely destroy any hope I have of ever ordering a MAC Mineralise Skin Finish, and shining like the Ibiza sun some more...

Also, I'd like to thank you guys, for putting up with and reading the longest and most drawn out holiday series in the history of human kind!

Until next year ey?

;)

*Second thoughts; perhaps I should sue whatever mad-head architect designed the streets of Ibiza without considering the problems a dying daddy-long-legs-esq girl might face on her mission to look good.

Clearly a man.

If I sue, I'll have all the MAC MSF's in the WORLDDDDDDD MUHAHAHAHAHAAA...