Saturday, June 25, 2016

Wear 370: WTF

Wtf? (F stands for fug if you're curse-sensitive.) What I am doing? Why do I even WANT to keep blogging? Beware. Blogging existential crisis ahead.

Let me get this out of the way firstly. Tired of the shoe counting thing. It was a thing. It's not doing its thing. I have one hundred and six pairs of shoes. There. Surprise! Oh, plus I just ordered five more pairs. I will order another pair when I can come to terms with my Portland, Oregon-address-morality issues. And then a couple more when I can justify them because I want to try a new brand.

I keep trying things to make me interested in blogging again. Maybe I'm not anymore. It's changed. I've changed. Except that I keep buying things to wear. Using the blog - that I don't - as an excuse. When I started it was just a fun challenge I set myself for the year. I didn't realise 1) How much work it would be, 2) What a strange world it would open me up to. Blogging doesn't, for the most part, seem to be about fun anymore. Now my space where I wore things that were silly, or non-age-appropriate, or an attempt to discern for myself what my style is, is a failure. I'm James-Joyceing here so these things are popping out of my subconscious onto the page—but maybe it's right. Subconsciouses usually are. The question has to be: How do you keep blogging when no one does it for fun, and you don't want to do it for money?

Don't I? Well it seems obvious I don't. 'Why' is maybe a different level of exploration. I like clothes. But I don't like shopping and I don't like brands. I like writing, but it seems from what I see on my Bloglovin' feed that people don't like reading. With a few beloved exceptions, the fashion blogging scene seems to be all about ... no wait for it ... fashion. I know, right? Me: 'Boring'. What did you DO in your Gucci fur-lined loafers? What did the people on the bus-replacement service THINK when you hauled your oversized Demeulemeester onboard and took up three extra seats? How does your incredibly put-together outfit and picture perfect photo shoot in an exotic location make you FEEL? That's what I want to read. I'm obviously in the minority. Life is time-poor and demand-rich. This progression to monitoring your blog is natural and understandable. But it's traveling a road I don't want to be on. So am I still a blogger?

Of course! Anyone who blogs is a blogger. I have been forcing my crisis thoughts on anyone who makes the mistake of sitting still in a close proximity to me. One person suggested that I should write privately if writing is the thing I like about the whole process. It made a liar out of me. I like the little thrill of celebrity that comes with posting pictures and words online. I don't want to stop, but I can't get going. Everything I try to use to drive me comes over false. There is no reason for me to do it. So why can't I let it go. Eh. Blank.

When I stated writing this post I thought I might figure it all out by the end and finish with a pithy platitude about 'going back to basics and doing it for myself'. It doesn't wash. Why do YOU keep going? Am I asking the right people? Probably. Because anyone who has read this far may be more on my side of the fence than I realised—otherwise you would have just looked at the pictures and left.

The Outfit
Dress: Op-shopped (Literary Reference: I call it my Abnegation dress)
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Necklace: Target
postmodern take on being photographed: Fujifilm Instax
Shoes: Irregular Choice Jam Tart

Photographer de Jour: V——

Getting linky today with:

Beautiful Patti at Not Dead Yet Style

Charming Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb

Luxurious Lauren at The Style Elixir

Chic Cherie at Style Nudge

Sensational Sheela at Sheela Writes

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Wander 0.5: We Are Experiencing Technical Difficulties

My absence of presence has been due to none of my tech devices wanting to talk to each other. It's a stand-off unseen since the Capulets and the Montagues. I suppose I could write what has been happening (ie. I have spent the last three weeks travelling 2369 miles down a 2320 mile river - The Mississippi) but there would be no pictures. And everyone knows that it is the pictures that count! So I am just here to tell you that until something better comes along, pop over to List_addict at Instagram and you'll be able to see a little more of the story. Talk to you when I am back in Oz.

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Day 369: Introducing Mr Darby Pickles

Sometimes, under the heady influence of the exposure to the public that this blog offers, I forget that I am not a supermodel until I hit the preview button and see the photo I have taken and what I was wearing. Rest assured, dear, shocked reader, that I did not actually wear this outfit out of the house. I found this odd sheer skirt on an op-shop social day B——, S—— and I went on last year, and the hi-lo sheer patterned shirt with exposed zipper was a local score on a quick trip out to the shops. Sheer shirts are easy to style (ha, ha ... I always crack myself up when I start talking like a real fashion blogger), but it is a little weirder to work out how to wear a sheer skirt, so you may see some funny ideas around this one in the future. I like it: I just need to play it out. [P.s: Apologies for the truly awful photo of Irene—not sure what I did here!]

Irene               List_Addict

The other day I told you I had two bits of exciting news. The first was my newly acquired ticket to London. Here is the second. He's down below there, a couple of photos down. Mr Darby Pickles. He's Lolli's new little brother, a canine friend hopefully there to bring her out from under the bed, and to keep her company. I'm not quite sure how much she likes him yet, but he is certainly popular amongst the humans in the house. I met him online. The timing was right. We decided to meet. So we packed up the car with boyfriends and best friends and man's best friend and drove the nearly three hours to Wangaratta, a rural Victoria town with a RSPCA currently housing a couple of likely suspects for friends, but mainly a whippet cross they named 'Darby'. It is so hard to know when you get a dog from a pound. Will they like living with you, will they be hard work? And this time, will they be good or bad for the precious puppy that already lives at our house? V—— was tasked with holding Lollii and B—— and I went to meet 'Darby'. He came out of the cage, jumped up onto my chest, and kissed me on the ear. Sold! But we went through the motions of seeing how he and Lollii got on in the yard at the kennels. Lollii was nonplussed (the North American version of the word, meaning 'couldn't care less'). She just ran around with the biggest sticks she could find. We also went through the motion of going off for a coffee to make a decision, but we turned back to the pound before we even got to the main street of town. I signed the paperwork, made the appointment for the small operation to take away 'Darby's' manhood, and he was adopted. A day later V—— drove three hours up and three hours back again to bring him home. And our home is forever changed.

We had decided that if he was to come home with us, we would call him Mr Pickles. Often the names given to the dogs by the RSPCA are new and temporary. It depends how much of a dog's story they know. For example, Lolli was called Starla. She had got out from home and was found on a very busy road (she has no road sense, being a sight dog). She was not microchipped and not spayed. Dogs that end up through the RSPCA have to be neutered in two circumstances: if they are to go back to their owners, and if they are to be adopted. You could argue against neutering, but ultimately it is the stupidity of humans that necessitate this action: the humans that allow dogs to escape from inadequate fencing, the humans that grow weary of the responsibility of extra dogs, the humans that hurt and neglect and dump. When Lolli's ex-parents were presented with the costs of microchipping, neutering and of the fines associated with a dog ending up at the pound in the first place, they disappeared. But no-one knew what her previous name had been. And so, being the long-legged, large-headed girl she is, she became Lollipop. Darby was micro-chipped. They knew he was a Darby and had always been. He had got out from inadequate fencing and chased rabbits. As the lady at the kennels said, 'Der! He's a whippet'. And they too had declined to come back and pay his exit fees. Our gain. He was obviously loved. He is affectionate and mostly good (when he is not pushing the envelope). So now he will have to be Mr Darby Pickles. And we are so happy to have him. Gotta go. We're taking them to the park.

The Outfit
Shirt: Op-shopped
Skirt: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Love Bug'

Photographer de Jour: V——

Who wore it better?

Getting linky today with:

pleated poppy

Thursday, April 14, 2016

Wear 368: Wear (17), Wander, Word

Seeing as days don't really apply anymore now that I don't, and haven't, blogged daily for a long time. And seeing as my three passions—what passes for fashion or maybe even style in the 'Wig world; the voracious consumption of other people's words and worlds; the desire and attempt to escape work for anywhere, a.n.y.w.h.e.r.e, else—may not be shared by all as a triptych. I have decided on a small change here at Fur Earwig! Wear, Wander, Word. From now on you can decide, simply by the title of the post, whether it is worth stopping by.

Wear: There will be clothes. And shoes. Definitely shoes. In fact I am currently counting, via blogposts, the number of shoes I have. This pair here is pair number seventeen. Called Flick Flack. Not quite 'white spats', definitely not 'lots of dollars'. They are from my once favourite and always go-to shop Irregular Choice. But I've changed. I love the pairs I have but I am open to what seem like very normal options now. Am I getting boring? Or old? I fancy these shoes, or these or these. Well, maybe not so boring.

'Wear' is for blogs where I try to work out what my style is. It will rarely speak about clothes or shoes. I'll often ramble on about other things like being happy, or my dying wishes, or feminism. But I promise it will not be about lists of books I am reading, have read, want to read, bought, borrowed, stole or wrote. Hardly ever. Unless it matters.

Word: Will. It will list, document and dream about all things wordy. Nerdy. I like books. I breathe books. If a day goes by where I don't read, I get tetchy. I read a lot of books at once. At the minute in which we are speaking, I am someway through fifty-five books. It keeps my brain active to have to remember what is happening in them all. It's usually not confusing. Although, at the moment, I have managed to be reading Jane Eyre and a reworking of Jane EyreThe Flight of Gemma Hardy—at the same time. I keep ahead of that conundrum with good pacing. Also, I am reading two books which talk about a bunch of boys at Cambridge University; books which try their hardest to meld themselves together in my brain—so far I am thwarting their efforts. I have elaborate systems for working out what to read next. As Mr Earwig says: Think of the movie Se7en—It would take two months, even with a team of fifty men, to get though these journals. Rude. I don't have small spidery writing. It's draftsmanlike. It makes perfect sense. If you think properly.

Awkwardest Pose Ever; Remember the Fitbit, Sure Did!

'Word' will be where you stop if you want to read a review about a book. Or to see what sort of book challenges there are about the web, and how badly I am doing on them. It will be where I practise being a Book Riot contributor while I work up the courage to actually apply. I'm also going to be the Melbourne Chapter of CoverSpy, covertly, until I courage up for that one too. Ironically, it's a website that links books and fashion. It speaks about what people are reading, and what those readers are wearing. With my up to eight hours a week on the train, my innate nosiness, and my passion for books and clothing, I think I am a perfect CoverSpy. [A Deeper Darkness by JT Ellison, F 40s, workout gear that doesn't co-ordinate, at all, Lilydale Train. Wait, that was me!]

Wander: Is for when I do. I like to wander. I don't have children or expensive bad habits or addictions to branded things or the latest tech. I like to spend my future nest egg on travelling now. I'm looking forward to being able to write only about the places I have been and maybe putting just lovely photos of there instead of incorporating or stressing about doing fashion shoots while I am away.

You won't have to wonder long about upcoming Wanders. We're off on holidays very soon. We're getting a last States journey in before or in case it becomes Trumpville and all desire to visit wanes. Spending three weeks in May. Flying into Chicago, driving the Mississippi, and flying out from New Orleans. Because I can't separate my three loves, I have already chosen three books to commemorate the trip: An Abundance of Katherines by John Green (set in Chicago and on a road trip towards Tennessee), Mississippi Mud by Edward Humes (which may not be on the itinerary, but contains the magic word), and, Cold Blood by Lynda La Plante (which double-whammies as a book towards two different reading challenges, and is set in New Orleans). And because I cannot separate my three loves, I am in the process of going through every item of clothing I have and getting rid of the broken and battered, passing on the passed or never-going-to-happens. The reason: so I can thrift my heart out while I am away, and have somewhere to put it all when I get back.

My hope is you, my friends and visitors and strangers, will be for you to be able to come over and just read what interests you. The challenge at this end will be how well I can differentiate between the three. Thanks for stopping by xx.

The Outfit
T-Shirt: Nice Boobies by Seth Kirkendall, Threadless
Cardigan: Op-shopped
Skirt: Op-shopped
Shoes: Flick Flack by Irregular Choice

Photographer de Jour: V——

Sharing the love with:

The fabulously quirky Sheela at Sheela Writes

The always stylish Lauren at Style Elixir

A world of creativity and design at Two Thirty-Five Designs

The unique and evolving Rachel at Rachel the Hat

The colourful eccentric Jennie at A Pocketful of Polka Dots

Friday, April 1, 2016

Day 367: First Book, First Word of the Year

Well, what do you know? I'm still here. Maybe it wasn't every single day and maybe I am a little behind and obsessed with that, but we, Irene and I, and all the helping hands behind the scenes, the photographers, the style-advisors, the thrift store salespersons, have been going for a whole year with this mad, time consuming project that is Who Wore it Better? at Fur Earwig! Thank you to everyone involved, especially if that involvement was your reading me every now and again, and even more so for all the fabulous people who left comments throughout the year. I have, in some sort of deluded wisdom, decided to keep going. This has everything to do with the fact that I have amazing clothes in wait for my skinnier me (coming soon, theoretically). I went a little mad shopping this year, including my recent thrifting experiences in the States, and so, if it is okay with you, Irene and I thought we'd go until we maybe get to a thousand and one days instead. Saves me coming up with a new project for the new year. Feedback gladly welcomed. Let me know what you would like to see, or hear about. The suggestion of 'less rambling on like a rat in a maze' may be hard for me to comply with though.

Irene               List_Addict

That was the first word; now for the first book. Sheila over at Book Journey is celebrating the first book of the year with a great bunch of readers who are all excited to be starting a new year and a new book. I decided the one I would start today is one I won on a giveaway at Goodreads. I never win anything. Well, once I was holding a raffle ticket for my brother at my dad's corporate Christmas party and it was the winning number. I call it my only ever win even though the prize was a football and I had to hand it over to my brother as soon as he turned up again. Goodreads, if you weren't aware, have giveaways in which you can win copies of (mostly Goodreads) author's works, with what I guess is their hope you will read and review them. I won Dean Blake's Surface Children: short stories which introduce their readers to 'a generation consumed by vanity, self-indulgence, violence and a twisted understanding of love and heartbreak'. I entered the giveaway for this particular book because it seems to share a similar conversation to Chuck Palahniuk's, and so, in the interest of another perspective of the topics in Chuck that interest me for my PhD, I am excited to turn to page one today and see what Dean has to say on the issue of the consumer-driven, I-centric world we live in. Alternatively, I have been thinking of making my PhD an answer to the question Margaret Atwood asked recently: if vampires and zombies have become the good guys, who in this world now takes the place of the 'monster'. Oddly, I have a theory that maybe the answer may be in the same place—the vain, the violent and the self-indulgent Everyman. Mmmm, cheery. Happy New Year, happy new book.

The Outfit
Dress (under): Op-shopped
Jacket: Op-shopped shirt, backwards with the buttons open
Tutu: ModCloth
Belts: Op-shopped
Shoes: Irregular Choice 'Daisy Dayz'

Photographer de Jour: Moi

Who wore it better?

Getting linky today with:

pleated poppy

Sunday, March 13, 2016

Wear 366: 16 Shoes, 117 Things to Throw Out

I found this pin on my trawl through Pintrest. It links to this site that breaks down, an item a day, things you can recycle, donate, give away, or just send to landfill if there is no other option, that will help you to declutter your library life. Seeing as my current technique (reading books on the couch and imagining the mess will go away by itself) seems to not yield the results I would like, I am giving this a try. Here is how I am going.

  • The Other Side of Lost Earrings
    • I have so little jewellery that this wasn't difficult. It also didn't lessen my 'Stuff Index (SI)' one little bit. SI = -4.
  • Scraps of Wrapping Paper
    • Surprisingly I found I had already done this. Instead I tidied the ribbons and found a drawer for them. Your interpretation? This doesn't mean 'Throw out all your wrapping paper' does it? Enough comments to the negative on that and I may revisit this option because it does look a little like one of those pop-up Christmas wrapping stalls in there! SI = -4.5

  • Cards People Have Given You With No Sentimental Value
    • The modifiers in these instructions are going to cause me the largest issues. What constitutes 'sentimental value'? At my advancing age, it could mean anything that evokes a memory—I never know when those will not come from the inside any more. Best friends, ex-boyfriends, people you knew when you were twelve. Where is the line? But let's face it! How often do we look at these things? I'm most likely to just keep the ones from my nearest and dearest (at least for a little while) because they are the ones most likely to wonder, and be hurt, if I threw them out. That said: Thanks to everyone who ever sent me anything. If I no longer look at it, it nevertheless doesn't diminish the appreciation I felt when I received it. I have the memory. Somewhere. [Aside: The only card I ended up keeping, interestingly, was the one the vet sent me when my gorgeous Bodhi passed away. It made me cry. If something evokes such a strong emotion so long after it first did, maybe it earns its right to stay.] SI = -8.5

  • Receipts you don't need
    • This is a work in process. Have I ever told you about my 'mail opening' fear. Or my 'anything related to tax' aversion. As a result there are a lot of receipt, bill and invoice type things in there that give me hives when I touch them. I am applying suitable creams and doing as much as I can. SI = -8.67
  • Ticket Stubs
    • In the age where that weird black and white, pixelated square on your mobile (or Mr Earwig's—'coz who wants to carry all that stuff like bags and wallets and electronic devices around unless there is a chance reading will happen) gains you access to most ticketable functions, this is not an issue. In the last few years where actual trees were required to see movies, shows, bands or small farm animals and ferris wheels, I have been pretty good at keeping a memory and sending the tree onto recycled toilet paper makers. The issue is Europe. And America, 1988. These two roadblocks to a functional library are only minorly to do with ticket stubs—and majorly to do with photos (many, many, many photos), pamphlets, maps and doova-hickies. Suggestions? How does one condense the huge pile of memorabilia from the big travel events that made one footloose and a slave to working to pay for holidays for the rest of ones life without resorting to scrapbooking. I don't think I can even find the ticket stubs amongst it all. SI = -8.67

  • Socks (and Tights) with holes
    • Done. Easy. A couple of borderline pairs of tights will have 'a couple more wears'. A couple of pairs of socks are now same style, different colours. The problem with this easy challenge is twofold: my drawer may look tidy, the library looks the same; I need to find somewhere to buy more fabulous tights. Suggestions? SI = -10.67
Ps: The Stuff Index (SI) is an arbitrary number with an undefinable end point which just evokes an idea of a proportional lessening of stuff in my immediate environment. That is, it doesn't really mean anything.

I'm getting better at buying and wearing shoes that are thrifted/op-shopped. There are some great things out there. This pair is one. Sportsgirl, leather, hardly worn and violently mauve. Love them! Pair number sixteen.

The Outfit
Dress: Op-shopped
Jacket: Op-shopped, Country Road (mm, fancy)
Jeans: Target
Jewels and Baubles (and the dastardly fitbit I always forget to take off): Gifted, bought and Fitbit
Shoes: Op Shopped, Sportsgirl

Photographer de Jour: V——

    Getting linky today with:

The Authentically Beautiful Patti at Not Dead Yet Style

The Charmingly Chic Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb

The Glamorous Lauren at The Style Elixir

The Step-Out Stylish Cherie at Style Nudge

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Day 365: Two Thousand and the One After Fifteen Challenges

In a more synchronised world, I would have co-ordinated pair-of-shoes-I-own number fifteen (fabulous green gingham, plastic bows, rose bud fastenings, sky high platforms—my gorgeous Love Bugs) with this (not so) new year and the book challenges that will be pursued in it. But my world isn't synchronised. I wrote the last post about how I read last year; this post is about how I will read this one. After this we can get back to talking about other things besides books for a while. (If we have to.)

The challenges I will be really working hard to achieve this year are:


Whereby I try to better the year before.

Target: 90 Books

2016 Eclectic Reader Challenge hosted by Book'd Out:

Whereby I long to finish this always interesting, boundary expanding challenge.

A book about books (fiction or nonfiction): The Word Exchange by Alena Graedon

Serial killer thriller: I'm Travelling Alone by Samuel Bjork

Paranormal romance: Twilight by Stephanie Meyer (yep, I'm finally reading it!)

A novel set on an island: Burial Rites by Hannah Kent

Investigative journalism (non fiction): TBA

Disaster fiction: TBA

Steampunk sci fi: Empire State by Adam Christopher

Any book shortlisted for the Man Booker Prize: TBA

Psychology (non fiction): The Empathy Exams by Leslie Jamison

Immigrant Experience fiction: TBA

YA historical fiction: TBA

A debut author in 2016: TBA

Mount TBR Challenge over at My Readers Block

Whereby I exercise while reading. No? Okay. Whereby I try to get the 1:2, Read to Unread bookshelf ratio to reverse and attempt to make a massive dint in my Kindle

I'm going to Canada with the hope I may reach Turkey, or even Tanzania

Mt Vancouver: Read 36 books from your TBR pile. (My Minimum)

Mt Ararat: Read 48 books from your TBR pile. (My Hope)

Mt. Kilimanjaro: Read 60 books from you TBR pile. (My Stretch)

Goodreads Awards Challenge hosted by Books of Amber

Whereby I destroy the good work of the last challenge by buying(!), and reading, the best books of 2015 according to the folks who vote over at Goodreads

The Categories I am aiming to conquer:

Best Young Adult Fiction: Tier 2 (3-5 books)

Best Young Adult Fantasy: Tier 4 (9-10 books)

Fiction: Tier 3 (6-8 books)

Mystery and Thriller: Tier 4

Science Fiction: Tier 3 (6-8 books)

Fantasy: Tier 2

Horror: Tier 2

Nonfiction: Tier 2

Debut Goodreads Author: Tier 3

And one to challenge me because everything else I love,

History and Biography (eek!): Tier 2 (OMG!)

The Monthly Key Word Challenge found nestling at My Soul Called Life

[The lovely Purple Circle of Linky-ness should go here but I get an HTML error message when I try to do it: Let me know if there is a fix Claudia—I can't find one myself :)]

Whereby great books befall me because the only reason they are chosen is a random (or not so) word

Jan: crowd, girl, the bad, soul, soft - Living Dead GIRL by Elizabeth Scott

Feb: veil, kiss, her, break, love, stars - Scandal Becomes HER by Shirlee Busbee

Mar: game, fire, darkness, school, like, change - A Deeper DARKNESS by JT Ellison










The Prequel and Sequel Challenge hosted by Novel Heartbeat and Writer Grrl Reads

Whereby I embrace prequels and sequels instead of not wanting to start because I know it will stop!

1 point for a prequel or sequel novella read and reviewed

2 points for a prequel or sequel full length book read and reviewed

10 points for finish a whole series (rules apply)

No points for the first book of the series

Given I am notoriously bad at reviewing, but don't want to seem like a Newbie, I'm going for Amateur: 25-50 points

My Iteration of The Morning News Tournament of Books (ToB)

Whereby, each March, noted people argue, like fighting chickens, for the best of a series of books randomly voted on by someone, to see which will be the winner. And whereby I then, over the following year (or last month, given I wasted the other eleven reading other things), read them. Totally arbitrary challenge I gave myself.

2015 Books: To be finished by March 2016

The Bone Clocks by David Mitchell
Adam by Ariel Schrag
All the Birds, Singing by Evie Wyld
A Brief History of Seven Killings by Marlon James
All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr
Wittgenstein Jr by Lars Iyer
The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters
A Brave Man Seven Storeys Tall by Will Chancellor
Dept. of Speculation by Jenny Offill
Annihilation by Jeff VanderMeer
Station Eleven by Emily St John Mandel
An Untamed State by Roxanne Gay
Redeployment by Phil Klay
Silence Once Begun by Jesse Ball
Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng
Those Who Leave and Those Who Stay by Elena Ferrante

2016 Books: To be finished by March 2017 (or 3/17 for those in the know)

The New World by Chris Adrian and Eli Horowitz
The Sellout by Paul Beatty
Bats of the Republic by Zachary Thomas Dobson
The Turner House by Angela Flournoy
Fate and Furies by Lauren Groff
Our Souls at Night by Kent Haruf
Ban en Banlieue by Bhanu Kapil
The Story of My Teeth by Valeria Luiselli
The Tsar of Love and Techno by Anthony Marra
The Sympathizer by Viet Thanh Nguyen
The Whites by Richard Price
Oreo by Fran Ross
The Book of Aron by Jim Shepard
The Invaders by Karolina Waclawiak
A Little Life by Hanya Yangihara
Avenue of Mysteries by John Irving
A Spool of Blue Thread by Anne Tyler

Any Semi Charmed Kind of Life Reading Challenge that comes up

Whereby I hang out for Winter and Summer to participate.


My Own Alphabet Challenge

Whereby I finish 'I' and advance through the rest of the alphabet with no considerations regarding time.

And lastly, because it has to end somewhere, the one I always say I don't want to do and do anyway:

Goodreads Seasonal Reading Challenge

Whereby I will read the instructions properly and post early so I can fix up my mistakes, in order to get more points than I ever have before, and even, maybe, finish.

Winter Reading Challenge: Dec, Jan, Feb: Ongoing at time of post with many, many books to read for a hopeful 435/1185 points. Thank goodness for the extra day this year.

Spring Reading Challenge: Mar, Apr, May

Summer Reading Challenge: Jun, Jul, Aug

Fall Reading Challenge: Sep, Oct, Nov

Winter Again Reading Challenge: Dec, Jan, Feb

The Outfit
Dress: Asos
Top: Op-shopped
Scarf: Op-shopped
Brooch: Handmade by my bestie, B——
Shoes: Irregular Choice, Love Bug

Photographer de Jour: V——

Getting linky today with:

Patti at Not Dead Yet Style

Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb

Lindsey at The Pleated Poppy

And of course, all the Book Bloggers mentioned above:

Book'd Out
My Reader's Block
Books of Amber
My Soul Called Life
Novel Heartbeat
Writer Grrl Reads