Surely fine knit over the knee sock boots are something I’ll get a heck of a lotta wear out of as a new mum? When not out on unreasonably fashionable country walks with pram and dogs, their uses are virtually endless – lay empty sock boot around baby’s neck as a bib, craft sock boot puppets, wine bottle holders, arm warmers…
The other day my brother-in-law said to me (already you know this is going to be awkward don’t you?) that he daren’t look at social media anymore for fear of seeing me half naked. Aaand here we are again. Honestly I never thought I’d be sharing so much of myself, not in the metaphorical, thoughts in my head, kind of…
After last week’s casual confessions it only seemed fair that I dress these Ottoman Hands jewels up a little, you know, make an effort, just for me… and my walls. Initially I planned this to be way more pared down in the ‘dripping in gold’ stakes but then, well, I wound up layering the necklaces again – I guess they just…
In search of autumn leaves to really bring out the colour of my eyes, eh correction, jumper… Side note – the other day my friend sent me a whatsapp message with a pic of something mustard and she said ‘I don’t know why but I always associate this colour with you?’. I replied with a selfie of me sitting on…
Somewhere along the way I got kinda casual. Oh wait, I think I might know what happened… a baby, a house in the country, two dogs, free moments a distant memory, realised I’m a bonafide mid thirties grown up. Yep. But you may have noticed over the past few weeks I’ve started dressing my tees and jeans (aka mama uniform) with…
