Gala Day

ASOS Debutant full midi dress in pink

black patent bow belt

black patent bow shoes

ASOS pink midi dress

ASOS ‘Debutant’ dress  ♥  Hell Bunny ‘Paloma’ cardigan ♥  Paris Hilton shoes ♥  Dune clutch  ♥  Miu Miu sunglasses c/o Sunglasses Shop ♥ Primark belt

Every summer, most of the towns and villages around these parts hold a gala day – which we call  “The Galaday”, alloneword. I think I was about twenty twelve when I realised that, “Heeeeey, the ‘galaday’ is, like, a DAY… on which there is a GALA! I bet that’s why they called it GALADAYALLONEWORD! Sweet!”

In my hometown, The Galaday is the social event of the year: it’s better even than Christmas, mostly because there’s a lot more alcohol involved.  (“It’s the kids’ day!” people will say, chugging down another can of lager…) One year, The Galaday only ended when police helicopters were mobilised to disperse the crowds, and it’s all fun and games until the riot squad get involved, isn’t it? The Galaday starts with a parade, featuring local schools, marching brands, people dressed as animals/cartoon characters  – you know the kind of thing. Afterwards, there are various different sporting events, food trucks, and, of course, the fun fair, which we call “The Shows”. And after The Shows, well, there’s normally someone having a party, so the fun continues until late. It’s a bit like the 4th of July, only without the flags, the fireworks, the patriotism, the… it’s not actually like the 4th of July.

It IS, though, a Big Deal, as I said. When I was younger, I remember my friends and I would count down to it for weeks, whipping ourselves up into a frenzy of excitement, at the end of which our mums would finally take us to Edinburgh – which we called ‘The Town’, as if there was only one of them – to buy us our spechul galaday outfits.  For some of us, it was the only time we ever got new clothes, seriously. And for Christmas we just got a lump of coal. If we were lucky.

Last weekend, it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn’t actually attended one of these events since I was a teenager. When I went to university, you see, I left my hometown, and never came back… umm, other than every weekend, all of my university holidays, and now we live quite close to it.  No the thing was, I worked weekends all the way through university, and for quite a time afterwards, so I was never free when The Galaday was held. Most of the time I wasn’t even in the country when The Galaday was held, and when I was in the country and not at work, I was… probably catching up on sleep, to be perfectly honest. So I didn’t go to The Galaday for years, and I didn’t go THIS year either, even although I realise you’re probably thinking that’s what I was leading up to here, and also that this post would be much more interesting if I HAD.

I may not have gone to see the parade – which we call ‘The Walk’ –  however, but as luck would have it, we were invited to a party on the same day it was being held, and even although it technically had nothing to do with the galaday,  I decided to make the most of the opportunity to re-live my childhood. So I asked my mum if she wanted to take me to The Town and buy me a new dress, and when she refused (It’s true what they say: you can never go home again, huh?) I took myself to ASOS (Which we call… just ‘ASOS’, actually) and bought one myself. Then I bought it in black, too. And honestly? The buying-of-the-dress didn’t have anything to do with galadays, parties, or anything really: that’s just a feeble excuse I made up to justify the fact that that I bought, not one, but TWO dresses I really didn’t need, but absolutely HAD to have.

And friends? I regret nothing. It was one of those “If I don’t buy this now, I’ll be searching eBay for it forever” moments, and my instinct turned out to be correct: the dress sold out within a couple of days and who knows if or when it’ll ever come back. If it does, though, and if it comes back in another colour… I’ll be waiting. You don’t need no galaday to buy a new dress, do you? Thankfully.

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  • I love events like this because I get to plan my outfit, dress up, put my make up on. And then after I take a couple of pictures, I dress down to my pijamas, take my make up off, and go to sleep (or watch some tv) while every one else goes out partying. I’d much rather get my beauty sleep and catch up on my shows than to get drunk in a crowd, honestly. Love that outfit, Amber!

    July 2, 2014
  • I´m living in Germany. Never heard about the “Galaday” but it sounds very funny! 🙂
    Your dress is divine! I love this kind of dresses so much. This soft color, the length and the fitting.. gorgeous.

    wish you a lot of fun

    July 2, 2014
  • Nina


    I really love that outfit of yours, you look adoring. And yes, you can never have too many dresses and there doesn’t have to be any reason for you to dress up. That’s what you have thought me at least. I really enjoy reading your blog, you always have such fun stories to tell and the most amazing wardrobe ever. Pleeease, don’t ever stop blogging. You. Are. Amazing.

    Oh, and hi!
    Love, Nina<3

    July 2, 2014
  • Ah, well Galaday sounds fab. We have a parade day which I guess is the same – it’s called the Carnival – but it’s not really an excuse to dress up (unless you’re me, where going to take the recycling out can be an excuse to dress up!). I just went on to ASOS to look for those dresses and they’re out of stock. As is the other one I was planning to buy, whcih had been in stock this morning. I am therefore now in an ASOS rage.

    July 2, 2014
  • sarah


    i want this dress so much 🙁

    July 2, 2014
  • Stunning as always 😀

    July 2, 2014
  • I miss things like this from my childhood, but now I’m trying to create my own traditions.

    Fashion and Happy Things

    July 2, 2014
  • Wow!!! I think Galaday it was a good experience. To me your look was really perfect for that day. Galaday or not….;-) Kisses,

    July 2, 2014
  • Thank goodness you don’t need a galaday to buy a dress. Otherwise I’d be in big trouble.

    July 2, 2014
  • This post made me laugh so much. I find ‘excuses’ to buy clothes too. We have nothing like Galaday in Australia, which is a bit of a shame. A little community spirit never hurts. Or a new dress, boosting the economy and what not.. 😉

    July 3, 2014
  • Glad you found a good reason for your shopping trip!
    I love these occasions too; we have a few events which attract a lot of tourists but others you are really cultural and traditional and locals are involved.

    Your dress is just perfect for you and black is a fabulous contrast.

    Annette | Lady of Style

    July 3, 2014
  • Our town Galaday was the other week there, this post makes me a little nostalgic for the last time I actually went to it, which was about 10 years ago! When I was younger my friends and I used to go to our galaday, then go to the next town’s galaday and then go up to our various relatives areas and go to all their galadays too – any excuse for candy floss and ice cream! Though actually, a nice grown up party does sound slightly more appealing than gala day now!

    July 3, 2014
  • Amber! Now I want to see photos of The Galaday!

    I guess the pictures of the beautiful dress will just have to do for now though. Maybe next year 😉

    July 3, 2014
  • Don’t know if you’ve heard of Bo’ness Fair Day but it sounds very similar, you need to try that next year! (except you’d get crucified if you called it Gala Day…I’m telling you so you don’t make the same mistake I did…) Love your dress, gorgeous! 🙂

    July 13, 2014
  • Paris Hilton shoes? I was sure these are Melissas, they are really similar.

    July 14, 2014
  • I just have to say, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE that not only is your fashion sense amazing, but your clothing choices are completely affordable! I’ve followed a lot of fashion bloggers, but yours I WANT and CAN take cues from! Thank you so much! Oh, and btw, redheads are the best!

    September 17, 2014