The return of Dad sandals

Confession : I wore these Fitflop slides* every day for ten days straight. Truly my intention was for them to be my pool shoes but the reality was that, for a large portion of our holiday, it rained.  Heavy.  The beautiful cobbled streets and stone stairs that wound up through the old town to our villa turned into a veritable…
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French label crush

This dress got so much love on Instagram when I shared a pic from our date night in Gleneagles that I decided she needed her own blog post.  She was a generous gift from Ba&sh, a French label I have somewhat fallen for…  think like the luxe end of bohemian and the French chic of Sézane but a bit more off…
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Motherhood for the ‘unmaternal’

Let me start by saying that for many, many years I had little, or make that no, desire to be a mother.  My own mum told me this was because my maternal instincts were satisfied by taking care of the dogs and maybe she was right.  But I was never one of those girls who dreamt of having a family…
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Date night dream dress

Truly my date night dress of dreams*…  it is floaty and lemony and swishy and loose and hugging and long and plunging and open at the back but just a touch.  And it might be one hundred percent summer but, honestly, I just could not wait.  Free People knocks is out the park for me once again. Paired with the…
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