Clare And The Bear "featured" and le magic of white shoesies

Why hello there kittens! How be you all? 

Well its christmas eve today, meaning it will be ala christmas day tomorrow. Is anyone excited? I must admit I am a wee bit excited. 

It's been a while since my last post as I've been mighty busy getting ready for le festive season times.

Soooo a quick update on what has happened in my ditzy life these past weeks. 

Well I celebrated my 23rd day of la birth on le 15th. Yes this little kitten is getting old. But I had a lovely day filled with fun, frolics and Italian food. Me and le family went bowling as I've never been before and it was great fun. I got two strikes! Man I kick ass. Have a butchers at my bowling feet.

This is my mighty dinner of Zocca Risotto. Man it was yuuuuuuummmmmmmmmy!

We had a ponder around the German Markets after dinner. I do love how much charm and festiveness they bring to Bumtown. Here's a few pictures.

And may I give my glittery thanks for the beautiful gifts I received! Oh my I love them all soooo! 

And speaking of love. Oh my oh my! As I was casually browsing le net I spotted some beastly beauties that I had to have!

Aren't they the most fan-dabbie-doobie gorgeous shoesies ever! These witch boots are perfect for le festive season. These white leather lace up booties were originally £65 at Miss Selfridges but are now the whole price of 20 English pounds! OMG I so jumped onto these delights quicker than that speedy snail from The Never Ending Story . If you don't know what I'm talking about, then you are lame. 

And today, oh my, these beauties arrived at my house and yes I have been prancing about in them embracing the essence of Luella they contain so much. Oh golly I am so gleeful, all thanks to le magic of la shoesies! I was concerned they wouldn't arrive before Christmas but they did! Oh it is a magical season!

What other news do I have? Oh yes I've been featured on looklet.com, I dunno if any of you Kittens know le site looklet, well its a groovy styling webiste where you can choose a model and dress and style her, even choose a background, its like a mini photo shoot. Its simple and fun for anyone and everyone. Well I was contacted and asked to style an outfit for a feature on Britney Spears. Check out the article here. 

This is the outfit I styled upon Britney when she was all wee innocent.

My styling name is Clare And The Bear, please do go and check out my looks here.

Its a great little bundle of fun, and I recommend joining.

Well I must go and eat cake. Yes eat cake. 

To you all I wish you a very magical Christmas.

Take care kittens!

Bigging up le Medway Posse!

So I am now back from my Medway adventure, and what a roller-coaster of manicness it was. I went back to a la Medway on Thursday to visit all the guys and gals from uni, whom I've missed so much, and also for the annual event of the Dickens Festival in Rochester. This is a surreal festival where people dress as Dickens characters and parade up and down the historical Rochester high street where Charles Dickens grew up and based some of his works there. I've seen the festival for the last three years as I used to work in Rochester and I really wanted to go back again this year. So I did. But me being a lame ass I never took any pictures of my time in ala Medway at all expect a handful of semi drunk lovecats dancing. But if you wanna see what Dickens Festival is like click here.


I've missed Medway a lot since moving back to Brum. I never thought I would but I really do. Birmingham just doesn't feel like home anymore, and although many of my friends no longer live in Medway it still has this sentimental value of home to it. 
I did get to see and catch up with some amazingly magical people during my short visit, all of whom I've missed dearly. I do feel so refreshed now, even though I am majorly sleepy still, Clare no like travelling. 


And I did my favourite ever thing that I love to do in ala Medway.
SHOPPING!
Not just shopping, oh no. Chazza shop shopping. Medway is full of charity shops and I dare say I do think I spent more time in the charity shops than I did studying or being drunk. 
I hit all the usual haunts of charity shops and antic stores and brought some awesomely amazing things. Many of which I canny tell you about as they are special presents for ala special people. But I did get a few jizz jazzes for me.
Here's the little beasties.

Black and white floral cardigan £4.30 British Heart Foundation

The Rocky Horror Picture Show LP 50p The National Childrens Trust 

Blue plastic Hawaiian bead necklace 50p, gold Asian necklace £1.50 both Sue Ryder Care

Face brooch 99p Oxfam, Beaded bracelet 50p; Black stone ring £1.25 both Sue Ryder Care, and Marzipan bar £2.25 Rochester Sweet Bar.

The Marzipan wasn't a charity shop/ antic find but it was still an awesomeness of love and sugar find.

I do have a paisley floral print purple skirt I brought from Scope for £1.50 but mommy has whacked it in le wash. 

So yehh Clarebear really enjoyed her mini break and is now back in Bum town for le upcoming not wanting but gotta have 23rd birthday and xmas holidays.
But I'll leave you with my friend Mr Hill, Harry. 

Life, as I have known it (via graduating)

It has been a lazy Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining through my bedroom window as I lye on my bed in extremely comfy slouchy clothes, cheery music plays from my little Beartop and thoughts simmer in and out of my mind and drift out of the window and go dancing into the clouds above. 

I must admit it has been a while since my last entry, though life has been extremely busy within the last few months. First finishing uni at long last, though this caused a feeling of lost and bewilderment. The world in which I knew and lived for the last three years of my life had now finished. It felt like I didn't belong any more as I was no longer a student, I was technically unemployed. The last year of uni pushes you to the extreme, you're constantly working, draining you of all your energy, right until the very last moment then suddenly BANG that's it. Its over. You wake up and feel like you should be working, there's something you need so sew, photoshop or print, but there isn't. Which yeh was great, no more work, no more all nighters trying to get everything completed for the hand in. But the sudden halt was unsettling because you've gone from one extreme of working none stop to another extreme of nothing. 

I wont deny it, I was scared. Scared of what the future that I was almost nearing had in store for me. 

But if all this wasn't enough the second big drama was approaching. The BIG move home.

Now that was a scary fact to face. If anyone knows me, or has ever visiting my house, you could understand why I was daunted by the fact of packing. I had seemed to accumulated  a hell of a lot of jazz at my time at uni, including three wardrobes of clothes! But luckily I managed to pack everything up in the end, with a big thanks to Liam bee for all his help. 

So the move home came and went and now I occupy my time and life in my hometown of Birmingham. And may I just say that the unpacking was just as terrible as the packing! I daresay there are still boxes I still haven't unpacked yet.

And then along came the Graduation, so me, my mother and father toddled off back down to Kent for what seemed to feel like the last time I would ever make this journey. We stayed in a B'n'B in Rochester which was stated to be a river view but was more car park obscuring the river view. Oh well, at least it was clean, and I somewhat admired the dated quaint floral prints of the wallpaper and curtains, though some would think them tacky.

The graduation went well, the sun shined for us all so we could have a rain free happy day and pictures in toe. It seemed to be over in a matter of no time as we were soon all outside posing for our year photograph. I wore a prommy dress I made in nude Italian cotton I had left over from the collection, though it was barely visible under my Harry Potter robes.  I felt myself that the whole to-do was so like the Great Hall in Harry Potter with everyone in their black robes that it seemed the only person missing was Dumbledor himself. And oh! That darn hat was way too big for me and even though I had a gazillion hair grips pinning it to my head it still managed to wobble for the entire ceremony.

I have yet to see all the pictures from the day but here is one of me and Linzy before the ceremony began.

So now I am officially a graduate. And life's looking pretty dapper. I now work as head seamstress in Cow Vintage Warehouse in Birmingham which is totally awesome. I love vintage and now I spend my days rifling through and altering beautiful vintage dresses and clothing. Everyone at work seems lovely to say the least and I get 50% off so work is to put it simply great.

The sun has faded now, I feel a little thirsty and my eyes are a little fuzzy from Betty's screen so I feel I shall leave you little ones here as Maximo Park plays me out. Though I guess you canny hear that, ah well go youtube them now and enjoy.