So on Saturday last, some of Ireland’s fashion bloggers got together for a bit of a bop, a bit of cake and some much-deserved back-slapping (If we don’t slap our backs , who will? For the love of god, WHO WILL?)  It was genuinely a really nice opportunity to put faces to names and names to faces and have a bit of a chinwag about the whole blogging experience. It can be a lonely game, not least because the industry hinges on a labour of love and clocking in a lot of hours outside of work/college/life commitments. Anytheways, we came, we chatted, we drank, chatted some more (where did you get that necklace? and what about those shoes?) and left amid a general feeling of goodwill. WWIWT asked everybody about their favourite item they were wearing: results below, and we also did a little video piece about your worst fashion faux pas: coming soon.

Sarah Loves: Her London Fashion Week Pass (too bloody right)


Una Loves: Her Vintage Bag

Jo Loves: Her New Tattoo

Louise Loves: Her Fur Stole (snapsies)

Lady Peach Loves: Her Studded Belt

Karen Loves: Her Feather Necklace (dodgy pic - wine kicked in at that stage)

Alex Loves: Her Acne Leggings ( I love them more...)

Aisling Loves: Her NEW Shoes

Alices Loves: Her Slinky Dress (and a glass of vino)

Catherine Loves: Her (very impressive) Fringe

Rhona Loves: Her Bow Dress

Whisty Loves: Her Vintage Fur Coat

Sarah WWIWT Loves: Her Pink Headband

Jen WWIWT Loves: Her Blue Nails

We also ALL loved the cupcakes Jo Linehan made, which were practically inhaled. Models don’t eat, bloggers do. I also LOVED the deep purple lipstick I managed to pinch off Una for a quick go and was pretty happy with the results, spesh as I was worried I would look like the Mother Undead herself, as you can see in my previos post. I think it really accessorised with my drunken eyes. Anyway, it was a great night and long may many more continue (I’m suggesting a monthly event – and maybe even a touring one, but hey – I like to drink…) Links to everyone on the pictures, so have a mosey through all the gals work.


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