Need a little time to wake up

G and I are in the process of recovering from the absolutely brilliant but thoroughly exhausting weekend just had. Professional cameras were not permitted at the wedding or at V-Fest, hence the smattering of different quality photos in this post - sometimes the iPhone camera just has to suffice!

The wedding took place at a gorgeous historical conservation area (which you can somewhat make out from the pictures included), and was in all honesty one of the most beautiful I've ever attended.

And the highlight of V-Fest was most definitely Oasis, though some inebriated dude decided to jump onstage in the middle of 'Morning Glory', tackle Noel and Liam (video included at the bottom of this post, the incident happens at around the 1:30 mark if you're interested), and therefore start one of the infamous Gallagher gig fights, which kind of ruined it for everyone because there ended up being no encore. Nonetheless, that incident included, the whole festival was a really enjoyable and unforgettable event.

P.S. We'll be back to the usual kind of post tomorrow!

I see the rifles coming over the hill...

I'm growing increasingly excited for the upcoming weekend of nuptials (and more importantly, the open bar at such event) and concert festival goings (where there is not an open bar, but Oasis + Stereophonics + Paul Weller makes up for that), making it horribly difficult to keep myself focused on the current mundane tasks at hand...I'm mostly referring to work here for the record. It doesn't help that this weird and awful allergy sickness is kind of lingering around me. Ugh.
That being said, nothing - and I truly mean nothing - would be able stop me from going to Day 2 of this year's Virgin Festival. I don't really care how lame it is considered by indie music purists to love Oasis. They were my first true music love and will probably remain so until I kick the bucket and, while I'm more than willing to admit that the past couple of albums haven't been up to par, Definitely Maybe and Be Here Now in a sense defined my youth and opened up a whole world to me which, at that point in my little bubble of a suburban life, I hadn't known existed. This will be my fourth time having seen the band in action but my first time seeing them in a festival setting which, if you know anything about the band, is kind of their forte. And, while V-Fest is no Knebworth circa 1996, I certainly still expect it to be entirely mega.
Onwards and upwards. I am currently infatuated with this thrifted pleather skirt. I have a feeling it's only going to become more useful in the autumn and winter months, and am absolutely dying to pair it with opaque black tights and thin knit cashmere sweaters and the like. In the meantime it's still awesome though because really, can you ever really go wrong with black [p]leather garments? It's eternally badass, so personally I think not.

Wearing
Top: Zara
Skirt: thrifted
Shoes: Chanel, vintage (you can't see them very well, but I promise more detailed pictures of them in the future!)
Necklaces: my own creations