I did some research and turns out Scotland has some of the best looking beaches in the world. No lie. Camusdarach isn’t exactly in easy striking distance from Glasgow but she was the object of my affections and the 4 hour drive brought us here. Walking through sand dunes and grasses and you just turn a corner to see these…
Ventured North and Scotland rewarded us with a beauty. Those white, white sands and green, green hills… a 4 hour drive but worth every minute on the road (which, by the way, wasn’t exactly tough with the views through Glencoe and Rannoch Moor). Seems the beaches on the North West are handpicked from Pinterest – in plentiful supply and beautifully…
Sometimes, and you’ll know just how much it pains me to admit this, jeans just don’t cut it… When it’s afternoon tea and you must channel your most ladylike self, it seems apt that another front split skirt should present itself in that moment don’t you think? Half off in the Asos sale and suede and the perfect nude pink… …
Fri-yay and another beach day… but the same beach, again, as last weekend. The promise to broaden my sandy horizons is not lost on me but convenience and that ol’ thing of ‘if it ain’t broke’ came in to play. And Troon’s a beaut. So a beachy dress (sold out but loving this one), tucked into the ripped jeans because,…
2 things. First – the shoes. Chelsea Paris where have you been all my life? A little piece of art deco beauty for my toes, created by the talented Theresa Ebagua who trained in Italy before founding a brand named after her daughters – a gorgeous story but, aside from all that, just look at these shoes… I do, regularly. …
