ZiaHates

I'm not sure hate is a strong enough word. Loathe, is probably correct. Today's rant, is brought to you but the letter S - for Scrunchie.
I quite simply cannot understand the appeal of the things... a bunched up bit of material (usually the nasty cheap scratchy variety) obscuring what might have been a classic sleek ponytail. They are unspeakably cheap in appearance and might ruin a good outfit, if I had ever seen a scrunchie accompanying a decent outfit, which I have not. The scrunchie is normally an unattractive addition to the 'Croydon Facelift' - the overtight high ponytail favoured by Chavs wearing white tracksuits and fifty creole earrings in each ear.
They bring to mind all the true horrors of the 80's - although a lot of these horrors are enjoying a revival at the moment... the peplum skirt, the boyfriend jacket with rolled up sleeves. I can't be convinced that these items are a good idea, not too long ago we were killing ourselves laughing that we wore them the first time around, why the sudden change of heart? And more worryingly I've heard from several sources the perm is on it's way back. If so I shall simply have to hide under the duvet until it's all over, I'm certainly not taking my style influence from 'Saved by The Bell.' Not again, anyway.

Zia Loves - her new boots!

For some weeks now I have been obsessed with over the knee boots. I've spent countless hours scouring all my usually haunts in dark corners of the internet, tried on at least seven pairs and ploughed through my wardrobe planning future outfits. (This is not bad considering, in the past I confess I have sometimes made preliminary sketches, which I am aware is very geeky indeed.)
Finally, yesterday following the glorious day of pay, I ascended on the shops and purchased my very first pair of over the knee boots, observing the rules I had made for myself, as thigh high boots are a very risky business indeed. The over the knee boot errs on the side of trashy, at worst reminding everyone in the vicinity of Pretty Woman, and they won't be thinking of the glorious beauty of Julia Roberts, they'll just be thinking you look like a prostitute. Hence, the rules.
1. Thigh High Boots must be flat.
2. They must be a neutral colour.
3. They must not be shiny.
4. They must never be worn with a skirt. Over skinny jeans, 'neath shorts are the only acceptable pairings.
5. They must be the most extreme item of the outfit. (One doesn't want to resemble Kiss either.) Therefore I'm hoping my flat, pointed toed pale grey lovelies are more Puss In Boots than Pretty Woman.