Sunday night sweater confessional

I think i need to have a place where i can go to confess my shopping sins. Somewhere anonymous and without judgement. Years of hiding shopping bags and receipts (even when i lived alone) are beginning take their toll. So, I'm hoping the Spilt Milk blog can become my virtual safe space, expunging me of my sartorial sins, safe in the knowledge that fallout and readership are limited. 

My most recent sweater purchase was made because, shamefully, I aspired to look a bit like the woman behind the brand 'Sincerely Jules'. This demonstrates two things: the power of IG advertising and the naivety of a captive, breastfeeding audience in the middle of the night.  

For those not acquainted with Julie Sarinana, the face (and body) of Sincerely Jules - she is a hot, permatanned Californian who jaunts about the world showing off her perfect pins. She also looks to be, by my keenly trained eye, a size zero who is about 5ft nothing. Am I ever going to look like her or have her lifestyle if I buy her products? Obviously not. But at 3 in the morning I thought I would take a chance.......

Me in my home  

Me in my home  

Their range is limited, pimped sweaters and t-shirts which is right up my street. A few muted colours and good looking tops draped over attractive women in white washed locations. I'm in. 

I've been on a bit of a shopping rampage in the last few weeks having decided I couldn't bear to wear any of my puked over tedious threads ever again. Actually I have wardrobes full of lost clothing so there was no genuine supply issue here. I'd also had a rough few weeks of night feeding and clearly needed an alternative dopamine hit to cake. Ouch for my bank balance.  

The positive thing for my credit card is that 9 times out of 10 I return my impulsive spending binges, especially if I haven't worn the item within a week. Now if you buy from the US clearly this ain't an option so you need to be a lot more certain with your choice. Or sleep deprived and reckless. 

I went for a 'distressed Daria' sweatshirt which I'd been lusting after for a few months. A variant on grey (because amazingly I haven't covered every possible permutation of grey in my wardrobe) and what looked like a well fitting sweat. Love the style, easy for feeding and goes with everything.  

Daria sweatshirt  

Daria sweatshirt  

I gambled and went for a large as judging by the fact that 'jules' doesn't look like she had ever eaten a hot meal I thought they would probably be a bit mean on the sizing. I was right.  

I would give this 7/10 and have worn it constantly since i picked it up from the post office a few days ago. Colour is great, a few 'distressed' details (nice) but the fit is a bit strange. It is tightish around the shoulders and bust but baggy around the bottom. It is also very short. For me I love a boxy fit so I was happy but it could do with an extra inch around the shoulders. I'm a size 10/12 and don't exactly have a shot putter's physique or big boobs but I struggled in a large. 

For the price I would have expected a heavier weight material as well as $40 worth of change. My remedial attempt at an exchange rate calculation and a lack of awareness of import duties made this $79 jumper plus £18 worth of shipping fee bloody expensive. Far more than any human should pay for a simple sweater. Albeit a nice one. I am still refusing to tot up the overall cost but i know that my coffee consumption is going to have to be reduced for months to pay for this. 

Aside from the price overall I'm pretty happy with this top, but will it change my life and make me look like a skinny globe trotter? Sadly not so far, but there is still time to become more adept with filters and photoshop. I would recommend checking out their stuff but maybe stick to buying anything if you are on holiday in the US. Alternatively start dating a Post office employee. x

Yes, still Daria...... 

Yes, still Daria......