When the temperature soars to the giddy heights of 13 degrees and there’s not a cloud in the sky, that’s what we Scots affectionately call ‘taps aff’ weather (‘tops off’ to the rest of the world). So… my tap’s not aff but it’s full of holes and that’s mighty breezy… but not for this hardy Scots lass, not in 13…
There are a lot of decades I just can’t get on board with – 60’s, 80’s, 90’s (bleh)… but the 70’s is a different story. Flares? Hello. Nipped in waists and belts and suede and big fluffy fur and high necks and maxi skirts? Hello. The 70’s is, essentially, the most flattering decade. These jeans were on my hit list…
When you wake up circa 6.45am and you’re excited for spring… no, you’re certain it is spring. It is March after all is it not? The sun starts poking through your windows and you know. So you channel the 70’s in your leg friendly flares that skim the dry, sunny, spring ground, you crop your shirt slightly with a playful…
I want to be a morning person I really really do… but often, when I’m cocooned in the big cloud of duvet, mornings can be a little tricky to embrace. But I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve to make mornings better… Get up at sunrise with the birds… no seriously. Ok, maybe not exactly but for Christmas Santa…
When you gotta run home to carry 15 packs of 25kg 2m wood flooring up 3 flights of stairs on your lunchbreak… you wear sweats to the office. No doubt. Welcomed a new Karssen to the fold during the sales – you probably know I’ve long been a fan of the tees but I often wondered if the high price…
