Scrolling through my Instagram feed recently, I could't help but notice a rather fetching image of someone in what appeared to be mismatched but rather fetching outfit consisting of a print shirt and culotte in a modern interpretation of fabric my mother would have worn but quite differently in the 60's.
How wonderful that the summer of '17 is going out in style.
Bright hot sunny style...
With all things this bank holiday carnival focused, I wasn't going to be left out when it came to choosing an outfit for a date with the hubster.....
As I type this editorial, some of us would have most likely returned from our early summer breaks, with tan's now fading faster than the speed of light, leaving behind remnants of sun burned skin as a reminder if lucky, of distant trips towards the tropics.
With only the ever present feeling of discontent with the climate , be it the bleeping political one left to fire our polite mutterings...