So what's been happening with me lately?
Plantar fasciitis, that's what. Heel and arch pain. It hurts. Avoid it.
I've worked out how I think I could have avoided it.
By not racing up hills during the literary festival here
And by not wearing these flat-foot loafers whilst racing.
But enough post-pain analysis.
On to the OOTD. After swamping my little head with gingham and stripe, florals and birds, here , this little A-line pocketed affair popped into my Next trolley. Serviceable, as my mum would have described it. However, I'm having difficulty finding tops for this navy print skirt. Worn here with a Next navy jersey top.
Next styles it with white.
I went for safety when choosing the navy print option.
This print is so pretty and with a little more colour option. But it felt like a wild card. So I played it safe.
On another day and again I wore the skirt with navy.
Turns out going for safety is a bit samey.
Navy camisole and linen mix cardi, both from Next last year.
So, Next styles it with white. I team it with navy. Repeatedly.
That's the limit of our imaginations.
How would you style I? Can you see possibilities beyond mine and Next's limited collective imaginations?!
So, stuck in my navy groove, I added my boxy GAP denim jacket and took the outfit down to the beach for a post-prandial evening stroll.
Grandes Rocques and Cobo bays. Beyond the bays, Cobo village.
It was still light when we arrived. A few people strolled, stretching their legs like us. A few families were packing up their beach-bbq paraphernalia. It had been a glorious day.
The sun soon dipped below the horizon.
The departing sun left its pink glow calling card.
Then it was dusk.
I look at my best at dusk!
A la perchoine.