I like cocoons,
And I cannot lie.
Yes, I cannot lie, I'm more than a little caught up in the cocoon cardi craze.
I didn't know I even had a cocoon until in recent months when the name was popping up all over the stateside blogosphere, but it would seem that my old Windsmoor cardi is pretty much an Identikit cocoon -
curved at the bottom edges,
and that certain something that creates a constant need to cocoon it around you.
I'd like a smarter version of my old cardi love* but search as I might, I couldn't find any online in the UK, but I've followed my blogging sista's reccie into Cocoon World on her blog.
Beautifully styled eh? I love the combo of pink, white and taupe - it pops up an image of ice cream. And I like icecream!
Here I see strawberry, vanilla and coffee, and what's not to love about that combo.
Kellyann is looking icecream-delicious and I wanted a scoop of what she's having!
So I thieved!
It's ok, my sista is a self-confessed thief of outfit ideas too, so it's ok for me to steal from her - honour amongst thieves eh?
(Believe me, this was the best of the photo bunch. The sun glared on outfit and face and showed mine and the outfit's, er, slight imperfections. And I had to tether flapping cardi and hair from the strong wind. Yup, it was not a good day for photos.)
Well, I drafted this post two weeks ago, then made the decision to pull back the post for a few days to give me time to re-do steal and photos, because I felt as it stood, my steal just didn't honour Kellyann's stylish look one iota. And then the days drifted. Drifted into a blogger's fug that perhaps can be called blogger's block, but it felt more like blogger's break. I was not short on blog inspiration - heavens, I've probably got a couple of hundred draft posts sitting there pretty much good to go.
After I'd stopped blogging for a few days I realised I was no longer out on my morning constitutional, head busily composing next week's posts. Instead I was looking at the falling leaves, smelling the autumn air. It felt good.
I realised too that I'd been blogging for 2.5 years, without pausing even whilst on holiday.
And as the days rolled on, it began to feel like I was playing hookie. And sorry guys, but hookie felt soooo good!
Contrary to common belief, blogging isn't all plain sailing, as that sweet soul Kellyann pointed out on her blog this week. Please pop over to read Kellyann's post on blogging HERE. Thank you, dear lady, for writing those truths and getting me back in my garret. It's good to read that we share common issues out in the blogosphere; reading her article helped me find some perspective again. And as I don't earn from my blog, I really should give myself (and you!) a break now and again, eh?
But on the bright side, I tried the look again with another cardi and a patterned top and with better weather and location.
Old, from Next.
And though not what I'd planned, not the steal per se, this felt fine.
I'm going to leave the Kellyann steal where it is, with no urge to clean up a bad job. It is my Unfinished Steal (move over, Schubert!), left for eternity as a reminder that sometimes I need to step away from the day-to-day and smell the rain-dampened leaves.
I leave you on a positive note with some of the Stateside cocoons.
If any readers have come across something like this UK-side, please let me know.
And with much thanks, love and deep hugs to Kellyann,
I leave you, a la perchoine,
My love of my Windsmoor cocoon is indefatigable and perhaps a bit obsessive going by the post trail HERE!!!