Hi my loves. How are you? I hope you are enjoying your day.
It probably comes as absolutely no surprise that our little heatwave has now moved on to beaches new. We have now returned to spring's low-teens temps with mostly sunny days and the occasional grey day. Yes, we Brits do obsess about the weather - you may have noticed?
I was out last night, meeting up with Sis and girlie cousins. Yup, what to wear?
No hair-tugging deliberations - I wore this.
It's simples really.
1. I happen to love cream and black.
2. I have a new lacy camisole from Next which is totally rocking my world.
3. I have Next bikers which needed an airing.
And 4. As The Photographer is now happy to offer the odd photo shoot and fashion views service, it was an opportunity to try out variations on a cream and black theme.
Zara "gold" asymmetric top, with Next bikers and Gabor Polyanna boots*.
A black, cream and white plaited belt from Peacocks. I added it really to rile TP, for anything I wore after my sack-tied-in-the-middle look was just bound to get his approval!
Me: What do you think, TP?
TP: Fine, but without the belt [as it looks like a sack-tied-in-the-middle]. (I know him so well!).
Me: Is this better?
Me: Without the belt?
TP: Yes, that's more like it. Wear that.
Me: Oh but I just must try this lacy/biker column with my fave slouchy Windsmoor cardi.
Me: Come on, you've got to love this?!
Me: Well, how about a slouchy jumper?
Me: Is this any better?
Me: Why "no"?
TP: There's something "not right" about it. Try the first one again.
TP: Yes, that's the one. Now let's get out of here.
Me: OK, but let's finish this off with the obligatory leoprint draping.
TP: We're now going to be late! [huff, puff, ggrrrrr!]
And there you have it, the screenwriter's version of how
I choose TP chooses my outfit.
I like TP to engage with my outfits. But only occasionally.
I seem to remember from previous posts that a lot of you don't. You prefer not to give your other half a say in the outfit process. Am I right? Or am I wrong?
*I've reverted to socks and boots for a few days. I did the usual thing during our surprise heatwave last weekend and wore shoes and sandals with bare feet and walked those little feet off in the baking sun. Yup, I'm now dealing with countless foot problems - why oh why do I NEVER learn?
Do you have a tried-and-tested programme to introduce your feet to the change of temperature and footwear? Or are you like me? Do you throw yourself excitedly into summer's sandals without a thought of the suffering that you know invariably follows?
A la perchoine.
I review THIS book and film:
I try out this dress: