Monday rolls around pretty quick doesn’t she? This weekend the sweetest 2 year old told me I was his best friend and that just about melted me into a puddle right on the spot. I also played rather a lot of peekaboo… So, cricket. It started on the catwalks and it filtered through to us mere mortals quicker than you…
I might just go ahead and put it out there. Neckscarves. What do we think? I’m pretty sure we’re going to see a lot more of them come spring and summer and I am in. They don’t have to be prim and proper if you keep it slouchy and pair with denim (when do I not want to pair with…
photo c/o Diego Zuko for Harpers Bazaar Day 2 of London Fashion Week was a wild card in so many ways – the husband arrived to the hotel at 9am instead of 9pm the evening before due to terrible wind (sorry, couldn’t resist – the weather kind of wind obviously…) so instead of joining me for the day he had…
London Fashion Week is a funny kind of monster – it creeps up on you and you think you’re just going for a jolly and then all of a sudden it takes hold, a real ferocious up-all-hours-planning-outfits hold. Later you know that your whirlwind momentary insanity was pretty irrelevant but until TNT turn up last minute (I hope) and you’ve…
It seems the sun has taken his proverbial hat off this week. So I have mine on. When I bought these jeans I felt smug. I was ahead of the game, predicting pink, one step ahead. Fast forward two weeks and every lookbook in my inbox is full of pastel hued sugary threads. Do I love them less? No. Do…
