Back in September I attended the Curve Fashion Fest in Manchester. So Fabulous were holding a competition to win an outfit just by choosing something from the rails and having your photo snapped in it. Sadly I didn’t win it but I was excited to find this Faux Fur Shawl Collar Wrap Coat (phew!). They didn’t have my size at the time but it still looked pretty cute.
In this post I wanted to focus a little more on the festival itself. It’s more than obvious I had a great time. But what was actually going on?
The event was held at the Manchester Central Convention Complex. As the space is designed to hold events like this there was a noticable different to previous events I had attended, mostly the space. There were wider areas to walk around. However a lot of the stalls were bunched together and it felt a bit like a Christmas market. If you stopped to talk to someone there was soon a bit of a jam with people struggling to get past.
There was a great mix of brands; high end and high street to independent companies. Not just clothing either! There was jewellery, a photography studio, artists, and my favourite: a spa treatment tent offering massages, manicures, and pedicures from as little as £5! After a long day on my feet my foot massage was a life saver!
|Andrew Wood Photography had a little pop up studio for you to strike a pose!
There’s going to be a whole bunch of blog posts about this event going around by people vastly more prepared than me, who remembered to take notes and photographs. I am no such person. But I do want to make a point of writing more about my personal interactions at the event and I may later blog more about the event itself as there are things I wanted to talk about.
But I’m still buzzing from it all so I wanted to share all the good stuff first.
The biggest part of the day for me was how much fun I had in the company of fellow bloggers, most of whom I had not met before or had interacted very little with. The sense of excitement and community that was buzzing around the room was very difficult not to get wrapped up in.
I had the pleasure of travelling up with Sarah, Tanya, Sharon, and Becky. The night before we attended a swing dance class, with many laughs to be had as well as some questionable dancing skills from fellow attendees, before bedding down for the night ready for our 7am start. The whole day was just a mix of belly laughing, hugs, and excited chatter.
Before I even had the chance to go inside I became acquainted with a host of new, friendly faces who were generous with warm hugs and welcomes. That was a theme throughout the day. Despite barely knowing anyone it was understood that we were all there for a common goal: to celebrate each other and enjoy a moment that was for us, without judgement, and with love.
I had my reservations; being an new and unknown person in the plus blogging scene, I felt a little intimidated not knowing anyone and seeing the many groups all coming together. But my fears were easily laid to rest as I was pulled in for selfies, lavished with compliments, and chatting so easily with so many strangers.
|Amazing dress from Lisa Riley’s new range.|
|Met this fabulous babe, Kat Henry, for the first time|
|Some posi messages from Curvy Kaye’s stall.|
|L-R Sarah, Nikki, Becky.|
Of course it wasn’t all about hanging out and there was a lot of amazing styles to be seen, from attendees as well as on the hangers. While I forgot to snap an OOTD Becky and I were paped by the SLiNK Magazine crew for theor streetstyle tag.
|Image taken from SLiNK Magazine Instagram.|
I will be reviewing this dress soon so keep your eyes peeled!
You’d be hard pressed to open up a glossy magazine and not find an article about what you should and shouldn’t be wearing for your body type. I tried to look and see whether I was an apple, pear, banana, kiwi, pinepapple or whatever. Whatever I am, I’m a fat one, and you can be certain there is a lot of stuff I shouldn’t be wearing. So let’s take a look at some of the ‘rules’ and how I broke them.
1. Horizontal stripes.
I didn’t even need to look it up, it’s been so instilled in me since a teen that the dreaded horizontal stripe was going to have me mistaken for the HMS Elizabeth and I’d have canons fired at me.
Some other bloggers taking part you should check out: