Me Made May 12 – Catching Up!

So much for blogging every day for May! Needless to say, the exams got to me a little bit more than I’d anticipated.

Luckily, we’ve got a bit of a break after Friday’s exam, so I can get back on track again. Also, while I may not have been documenting my outfits as rigorously as I hoped, I have kept to the challenge thus far and without an outfit repetiton just yet!

Mind you, I have found certain items are getting more wear than others – like my red Cynthia Rowley skirt and my graduation circle skirt. It’s made me realise certain shaped items are staples I should probably make more of.

Here are a couple of the outfits I did get a chance to document:

Day 13, it was just me, my books and my favourite flamingo t-shirt of all time. My Me-Made floral skirt doesn’t go with it that well, but who cares when you’re revising?

Red lipstick for an exam? You betcha. My public administration exam didn’t go too badly (I hope). Perhaps it was the addition of my favourite leopard print cardigan and me-made dress? Also, the whole headscarf thing has become a wicked way to hide how my haircut is slowly developing into a mullet… (business in the front… PARTY IN THE BACK)

A speccy day normally means I’m chilling out and/or hungover. Not so on day 16 I’m afraid, it was all about Media Law, for which I cracked out the wannabe hack skirt. You’ve yet to see it, but I have quite the collection of oversized hoodies, acquired from various people over the years. This gem actually belongs to my brother, who made the mistake of leaving it at home. Yep, my undergraduate university has a beer pong society, who have some damned cosy hoodies…

How’s Me Made May going elsewhere?

Me Made May ’12 – This skirt’s been around…

I swear, this pleated skirt has been everywhere with me.

It was born in Dortmund, after a cheeky trip to my one of my fave department stores, Kaufhof. They always had the best remnant baskets.

I guess you could technically call it a muslin, because it was made from the same pattern as my black pleated skirt, but very, very badly. So badly, in fact, I need to wear a belt with it to hide how awful the waistband is. But, as with all my short skirts, I do love it and am loathe to ever get rid of it.

Especially considering where it’s been. Oh, the tales this skirt could tell. While I lived in Germany, I travelled as much as possible and I normally took this with me. It’s been on stag dos in Krakow, I’ve worn it while wandering around Berlin and it definitely made to it Bruges and back with me.

So, this skirt may have a rubbish waistband and is possibly a little too short to wear without tights, but I don’t bloody care. It’s been here, there and everywhere… and now it’s been to Brighton too!

Cheeky dance on arrival in our Krakow hostel…