What can I say about all this beach spam? Sorry not sorry? That about covers it. Driving round Scotland checking out all the beaches in the name of ‘research’ just about makes this the best job ever. And this one, Yellowcraig, is one of the best. The husband thinks this is it, no need to look any further, he has…
Let’s just start by saying that this beach is not exactly easy to find. But when you do slip to the back of the caravan park and walk through a wheat field (or bounce through a wheat field), pop through a gate style and turn a corner to start the descent to Heads of Ayr beach, well, let’s just say…
Saturday night flashback to the daytime tank and jeans that are never off my body – upgraded with killer heels (man I hate that phrase… but they really are), a tux or two and the teeny tiny bag. Keeping it simple. … fleur tux – Boden :: tank – T by Alexander Wang jean – Zara :: heel – Sigerson…
So I was looking at my gladiators and thinking, wow, I’ve worn these a million times. Not to say I don’t love them cause I do but my mind wandered to this pair (I first saw them on Amber Venz, nuff said) and I thought, hey, I can do that. Bunch of old necklaces, neon tassel charm, a whole lotta…
Something about that cobalt… I found this jacket in Hamburg last week and, what with the exchange rate being so favourable, it would have been a little rude not to bring him home with me (for he surely is a boy – I hate to be stereotypical, but he is SO blue). And so, in the midst of brandishing cocktails…
