That moment when you’re standing in the street trying to decide just the point of the incline of the hill which will give the perfect ratio of autumn, yellow leaves in the background of your shot… and the sun ducks behind a cloud. That’s a little awkward. Blogger problems. That moment when you perch on the wall to wait for…
Now I don’t usually proclaim to be much of a money saving mogul… but even I can do the maths on this one. You’d have to have been living under a rock to miss this Burberry cape doing the rounds and, whilst I have developed a deep love for it, frankly I’d rather go on an exotic holiday than drop…
Bear hug for the win. When it’s not on my body, this furry number sits snuggled over the back of one of my dining chairs (which is also in my entry hall…) and I stoke it every time I pass. Mr K is beginning to become jealous. The faux fur is is really incredible quality – it’s luxe, soft, furry…
Sometimes it just feels right to throw on every texture and print you own. Well, you know, it’s me so prints only really stretch to spots and stripes. But I’ve been eyeing up a lot of images on Pinterest of pencil skirts with boots and striped tees and I thought to myself, hold the bus just a moment, I might…
Monday already? With most of my weekend spent nursing a horrible cold and sipping home remedies (boiled and grated ginger, lemon and honey made by the sweet husband), Monday has indeed rolled around all too quickly. Colds coupled with colder temperatures have me stuck in this awkward no man’s land where it’s certainly not summer, nor am I willing to…
