Lipsy Dipsy Daisy

Oh lipsy, how I do love you. Have you ever noticed how a lipsy dress always seems to flatter you in all the right places? You walk around wearing it, feeling like a complete and utter sass-queen. But have you ever brought a lipsy dress… in the sale?!

Oh how much more exciting it is to wear that £65 dress that you brought for just £32. Especially with a handsome, suited & booted guy like Ben on your arm!

We had a wonderful time at our friend’s wedding recently – I adore having an occasion to dress up for. This embroidery lipsy dress was a last minute purchase after a tonne of panic shopping, and I am so glad I found it in the sale! The blue really stood out and was just absolutely perfect for the occasion.

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Katy xx

8th July – Ben’s Passing Out Parade

There is a certain amount of pride that you experience when the person you love tells you they are joining the army. It is mixed with worry, but it’s still there. There’s also a little bit of a sense that it’s “just a phase”, and that it was just a passing comment. But you are proud.


There is a certain amount of pride that you experience when the person you love passes army selection, and tells you they have a start date for training. It is again, mixed with a little bit of worry, but pride it is. The sense of it being a phase is gone, and reality hits that he was telling the truth – he really is going to join the army. Wow. And the pride grows just a little more.


There is a certain amount of pride that you experience when the person you love, texts you one weekend after visiting a war memorial in Belgium, gushing over the things they have seen and experienced. Talking about their first public appearance in uniform. That certainly is, a moment of pride.


But no moment could of prepared me for the overwhelming sense of pride I felt for my beloved boyfriend on 8th July this year, when I witnessed him in his passing out parade; boots as shiny as a mirror, uniform in perfect condition. A band playing, myself and his family and friends cheering, as he marched around the parade square. 

I think it was one of the most amazing moments I have ever experienced – infact, I know it was. I have never felt so overwhelmingly proud as I did that day!

Congratulations to my wonderful solider!