Be my Blanaid

Shabby chic, beatnik, smokey eyes, unruly hair, more is definitly more, eclectic, electric, soft... Blanaid.

When I think of Blanaid and her blog I think of layers, I think of an "anything goes" nature, of dark eyes, and awesome photo shoots, of inspiring imagery and equally inspiring words. I think of white walls and dance floors, of restless souls and flames swaying at twilight. I think of exaggerated poses that I could never pull off and talented photographers that will never take my photo. Yet I also think of a woman I can relate to and now can call my friend.

Blanaid has a seriously good eye for all things different. Her perfect home is filled with gilded, old furniture with white/grey walls, vintage posters, stained wooden floors and an expensive coat that also works as a piece of art. Her perfect outfit could be nearly anything, she has no hesitation about wearing something belonging to her boyfriend with her something belonging to her mother topped off with jewels and furs and a thrifted pair of killer heels, oh and a billion rings stacked high.

A breath of fresh air...

Vest/ Brown ring: Penneys

Waistcoat: Warehouse

Trousers: Oasis

Wedges: New Look

Fur: H&M

Watch: Gift

Brooch: Gift
Belt: River Island