Let’s just start by saying that this beach is not exactly easy to find. But when you do slip to the back of the caravan park and walk through a wheat field (or bounce through a wheat field), pop through a gate style and turn a corner to start the descent to Heads of Ayr beach, well, let’s just say…
So I was looking at my gladiators and thinking, wow, I’ve worn these a million times. Not to say I don’t love them cause I do but my mind wandered to this pair (I first saw them on Amber Venz, nuff said) and I thought, hey, I can do that. Bunch of old necklaces, neon tassel charm, a whole lotta…
Something about that cobalt… I found this jacket in Hamburg last week and, what with the exchange rate being so favourable, it would have been a little rude not to bring him home with me (for he surely is a boy – I hate to be stereotypical, but he is SO blue). And so, in the midst of brandishing cocktails…
When you throw your denim jacket over your shoulders and it slips off one time too many… that’s when you button that top little guy through and what do you know, hey presto, we have a cape people. No sewing, no cutting, no gluing – the easiest DIY restyle in history. Added the suede skirt of the moment (long striders…
When a self confessed Scotland newbie comes to stay for the weekend, hi Nancy, you better be sure you’re gonna pack in just about everything the good ol’ homeland has to offer. This is Thankfifi’s Scotland in 48 hours… Let’s start with a dog walk through Kelvingrove Park and head straight to Kember and Jones to feed my weekend habit…
