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I’ve fallen in love ❤️



Right, I’ve fallen head over heels in love…

❤️❤️❤️❤️

…with my new dungarees. 

I’m pretty sure that wasn’t what you were expecting but there you have it. It’s true, I love them and I don’t care what anyone thinks. 

Months ago I was looking for dungarees on eBay, as you do, when I came across Lucy & Yak dungarees which led me down a browsing rabbit hole where I found Run and Fly ones too. I had been wanting some dungarees for ages but didn’t know what size I would be and didn’t want to buy stuff off eBay that might not fit so I left it there. Then when I was in St Ives in the summer I was really excited to find a small independent clothes shop that stocked Run and Fly so I planned to go in during the week to try them on (and treat myself cause holiday purchases don’t count, right?) but we all know how my week in Cornwall ended up. And if you don’t, then you need to read this blog post.

So when my birthday came round in November I added them to my wish list. Hubby refused to buy the beautiful R&F dinosaur print ones I had had my eye on but I was lucky enough to get a pair of L&Y cord ones. 



But I had lost quite a bit of weight from being poorly in Cornwall so the size he bought was too big. I had to send them back and exchange them for a smaller size and by the time they arrived I was back in hospital again. So it was Boxing day before I actually got round to wearing them. 

I was a bit worried that I would have trouble getting them undone when I went to the loo cause when I’ve got to go, I’ve got to go NOW! But instead of faffing around tying and untying them every time I just left them a bit looser and shrugged them off- problem solved. What I love about dungarees is that it’s like wearing jeans but with no waist band pressing against my belly and making it hurt. So I started looking again on eBay and places like Facebook market place for them cause buying L&Y brand new is pretty expensive. I found a pink pair and I love wearing them with my DM’s.

So now I’ve bought myself a pair that are blue with pink spots, a green pair and some denim ones. I can’t wait for them arrive! They’ll go perfectly with my latest accessory for my Docs from Amabilis…


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