Fresher’s Week Style, Hangovers and All

Disclaimer 26th June 2020: Due to change and education, I have made a pledge to promote only sustainable brands and garments from now on that both fight for a circular economy in fashion and pay garment workers a fair living wage. I have decided to keep all of the former brands and items listed in this blog post as well as keep the original writing for future readers and portfolio. Enjoy reading, shop sustainably. 

(Re)Fresher’s week is the battle of your inner elements. For many, it is the first time away from the eagle eyes of your parents. No longer protected by mandatory education or your parent’s pockets. You are faced with doing everything for yourself: Cooking, cleaning and the washing – the horror. Therefore, it is notoriously known for an uprise in scurvy cases for its combatants. For returners, after our 3 month long hiatus, it is the start of a new year. You promise your parents that the only 40% you will be obtaining is in the vodka you are consuming. Second years and third years peruse the clubs looking for fresh meat to sink their teeth into. As a woman, your inner cougar is released and waiting to pounce. You leave your inhibitions at home, and cleanse your sins at the end of the night by bowing to the porcelain throne itself.

For freshers, you need to learn a valuable lesson. How to look semi-presentable whilist trying to suppress last nights cheesy chips and trebles from tainting your beloved macbook. You try too hard, and it looks like you had 9 hours sleep instead of 2. But if left to your inner devices of hangover sweats, general fatigue and the gentle hammering of your brain against your skull, you turn up to your lectures and seminars looking like Britney from 2007. Now, that is not the first impression that you really want to convey to your peers and possible future husband.

You may be reading this during a lecture, already hungover, and trying to drown out the dulcet tones of the peoples whispered conversations, the drone of the lecturers voice and the monotonous thump of your headache. And for that, I salute you. You have already mastered the first year approach of kind of caring to turn up, but not actually do any work for the first 3 months. Until the £9000 debt guilt creeps up on you… but we don’t need to address that just yet.

My style staples for fresher’s week and the majority of my university existence and t-shirts, jeans and trainers. Its easy, comfortable, and more importantly, you can blend in. So when your seminar tutor asks a question about the reading that you definitely haven’t done, you can shrink into your oversized tee like the ineffable misery you have become.

tumblr_oefe4ugurl1r3sd9bo1_1280  Monday:

Juli Baker and Summer illustrated top bought in Bangkok

Topshop Black Joni Jeans


Canada Moose Top (Dad’s old t-shirt)

Vintage Levi 501s.


Brooklyn Ballers Basketball or Baseball top (still undecided) bought from a charity shop.

Missguided black high waisted ‘Mom’ jeans.


Whistles ‘Beaute’ top

Topshop white ‘Joni’ jeans.


In true Notts style, Ocean tee, picked up at Fresher’s fair

Hollister boyfriend jeans




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