When I shoot in London I have one condition – the location must be ‘London-y’. That means red buses and busy streets and Big Ben and black taxis and, on this occasion, a pelican crossing. Nancy laughs at me.
Anyway, this was one of those unseasonably warm days where bare legs didn’t seem utterly insane (until 5pm) and I’m really feeling this whole red and pink trend so here it is. And the braids, by the team at Sassoon, which I really need to learn to do myself because I just love them.
In other news I keep having anxiety dreams… about packing. Maybe this relates to the disaster that is my closet right now (clothes all over the floor and unpacked suitcases and about half a square foot of floor space) but, last night, two dreams – one where I had arrived on holiday and forgotten to bring a single handbag – ‘complete disaster’ the husband quips when I relate the story to him this morning with wide eyes and stressed tone. Men.
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Photos by Nancy H Gibbs.