I love CK

I don’t know how it all started really. Well I do, but I’m still trying to figure out how I actually got so obsessed. You see, I love Cath Kidston. No, not the actual woman, because that would probably be a little bit weird, but I literally am in love with EVERYTHING that she designs. Here is a delicious little taster of her god damn incredible work…..

Ooooh! SO cute it actually makes me want to cry inside a little. Yes, I’m insane. No, I don’t care.

Anyway, it all started when it was my sister’s birthday. I was deliberating whether to get her something standard (Some jewellery (SALE items, naturally), a nail varnish and a bottle of £3.99 rose – yeah ok I’m Scrooge in disguise..), or to be the nice sister that I am and push the boat out. I decided on the latter, which posed a problem because I had absolutely no idea what might constitute an interesting present. I started thinking about a bag, but it is well known that a nice bag is usually expensive (think Mulberry, Louis Vuitton and suchlike). So I looked around online a little, not expecting to find anything, when I suddenly stumbled across Cath Kidston and her array of incredible bags. So to cut a long story short (you will find that I tend to beat around the bush in my story telling ways..) I decided a Cath Kidston bag would make a nice thoughtful present (lucky girl eh!), so off I pottered to the Cath Kidston shop in good old Winchester.

And oh my, as soon as I stepped across the threshold I was hooked…

From bags to aprons, bedding to mugs and purses to phone covers, every single household or practical item is there, but just adorned with one of her gorgeous patterns. I ran around the place like a kid in a sweet shop, squealing in delight at the exciting things that I found. After half an hour of said squealing, I remembered what I was there for. The bag. This became an issue in itself as Cath Kidston not only makes about a million different styles of bag, each style comes in an array of different patterns! OH GOD this was too difficult for me..I loved them all. But this wasn’t for me, sadly it was for Rowanne (damn her) so I eventually decided on this beauty.

Lovely eh?

So anyway, I got home, and began getting over excited about CK’s fine wares. I needed a bedroom like the one set up in her store. I needed a floral bedspread, a spotty lamp and some union jacks to adorn my newly designed bedroom. From then on, literally everything I bought was floral/spotty/vintage/shabby chic/insanely cute. As I swiftly ran out of money (not everything CK sells is cheap my friends) I decided that surely I could make a variety of cute vintage inspired items myself for much less dollar?! Here is the current view of my bed. I made all of these cushions myself (oi, don’t look so shocked!)

So this is where the sewing obsession began. If I had never had gone to the Cath Kidston shop to buy my sister a bag, I might never have become like a crazed maniac when presented with floral fabric and a sewing machine.

Thanks Cath Kidston for inspiring me. Big love.

Lauren x