If I could transport myself right back to the vineyards of Chateau Smith Haut Lafitte, deep in the Bordeaux countryside, right now… I would. Secret cellars and 100 year old bottles and hand crafted barrels and French sunshine and delicious tastings and bike rides through the vines and a stone’s throw from my new favourite hotel… … top – Zara …
As much as I live for travel, it makes time at home all the more special – moments to read magazines and paint toenails and take extra long showers… I’ve been slowly but surely decorating (it’s only been a decade since we moved in) so here’s just a peek at some of the finished bits and the things making me…
First things first – hadn’t we better address this weather? I’m not entirely sure what the written word equivalent of the double hands up emoji is, but that pretty much covers it. Right on Glasgow. Thank you for giving us temperatures warm enough for at least one naked shoulder… And now I want to talk about this bag. I literally…
En route back to Geneva airport we made a pitstop in Chambéry aka the cutest* French town in the world. (*Sidenote – I have been known to say this about every French town I visit). It was 24 degrees. The off the shoulder dress got an early summer outing as did the pasty legs and can we talk about this…
Now and again you come across one thing that you can’t stop wearing. You know, the thing you drag out the washing basket and do the sniff test on before ultimately deciding that it can pass another day? These dungarees are that thing right now. Initial concerns I had about getting my money’s worth have turned out to be entirely…
