Why this site came to be

I saw her heart on her face is all about the love of pretty dresses and stuff.  Once in a while someone says "oooh Ena I love that dress."  Instead of simply saying thank you, I flick  the compliment aside and shriek how cheap it is.  It's a long story why I mainly wear dresses and I'll tell you another time. 

But ladies shy away from the dress. I find it the simplest thing to buy and wear.  Put it on and go. 

I do pay attention to what's "in" and then make a conscious effort to try and avoid the latest trends.

Why would I want to walk into a room and look like everyone else?

I still shop from the high street, but I'm at my most content in second hand and vintage places where the price tags are always bearable. Nothing I wear breaks the bank balance. I'm Scottish and a very proud Glaswegian, so I'm good at putting all my pennies to good use. Getting a beautiful bargain is what makes me excited. I have so many dresses that cost me under £20 and I appreciate them just as much as the ones that were more expensive.  I have fallen in love with things beyond my budget.  I simply wish I could flitter away that kind of money, but I just can't...not yet.  The joy is gone when you can't pay the rent after purchasing the most wonderful expensive dress.  As much as love what I love, I prefer to eat.

Anyways, I'm a clumsy and robust.  I charge from here to there, I bump into things, threads catch and rip, I spill stuff and very rarely use an iron.  I'm the kind of girl that puts the pale pink top in the dark wash and pulls a sad face when I realise what I've done.  I'm never surprised though because that's what I expect of me and at the end of the day, it's only clothes.  I just don't buy anything that is high maintenance.  If it can survive a delicate cycle, then it's welcome in my wardrobe. 

Some of my items are like paintings.  Is it weird that I sometimes hang my favourite garment on the wall?

I spent my childhood mentally standing in the shadows.  I never thought I could match up to the other girls.  Their hair flowing in the breeze, clothes from shops that were on the right side of town and dressing tables filled with perfume and makeup - a girls delight.  It's only time and wisdom that has switched the light on in my head.  For years clothes were my armour and helped me feel good about me. 

If you can't be beautiful I thought - be quirky.  If you can't afford to keep up with the latest trends - find the best way to express yourself.  And if you don't want to be compared - don't look like everyone else.

Living in Sydney taught me a lot.  Australian girls really know how to make the best of what they've got.  Working in ad agencies with crazy creatives helped me step out of the mainstream box (a little).

This is intro was supposed to be short.  Who am I kidding... I do love to talk.  Before I go, I just have one more thing to say.  I recently looked at a picture of me on facebook.  Even though I was wearing my favourite dress, perfume and bright orange hair pin, I still looked a wee bit sad.  I remembered that song from the movie Annie. 

"You're never fully dressed without a smile"

So whatever you put on today and where every you go 

"It's what you wear from ear to ear and not from head to toe.................. that.............matters"

Cheesy but true. 

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