Keeping Dry in Summer

Hi maties, how's it going?

Here it's been all sorts of things.

Difficult today.  Because it involved ongoing health problems with hubby and cat.  All at the same time and all resolved, thankfully, and nothing too serious. but trips to vet and A&E were involved.  And stuff to deal with back home after.

Exciting yesterday.  Because I was on a Boxing 100K high.

We went out for a bite to eat to celebrate my 100K views milestone.

Theory.  I was going to wear a dress and enjoy the 10 minute walk to the restaurant.  So summery. 

Reality.  Following on from our recent thunderbolts and lightening (very, very frightening, Gallileo!) I wore jeans and we took the car because it was pelting it down by the time we were due to leave home.

So, instead of some slip of a dress, I wore my M&S 501s, Next top, The White Company taupe cardi and Jones wedges, this being the brown version of the wedges I showed you a week or so ago.

The wedges are example of when, back in the day, if I liked something, I bought it in another colour too.  BUT, not a frivolous waste of pennies it turns out, because now in retirement I am a paradigm of investment dressing (!), for I am enjoying the fruits of my investment, in shoes, cardis and so much more.

Today's "so much more" being handbags. 

A matchy-matchy brown leather Gianni Conti bag, to be precise, from my Working Girl days. I adore it.  And OMG, I have just googled them and they are still making lovely bags, all these years later.

   But I made a point of showing you my GC today as a evidence that I am wearing handbags again, now that I have found that they can do sooo much more than carry filofax, business papers, make up, spare tights etc.  They can carry practical stuff, like pensioner cardis and scarves. paint tins, cat food, fish and bone fertiliser, the sort of stuff which fits better with my life today. 

However, my life yesterday was nothing more than going out for a bite to eat and carrying a camera, phone, purse (wallet),  retractable hairbrush and lipsalve.  I am pleased to report that only the first of those items was used!

The deal was that I'd "let" The Photographer take me out to dinner if he dropped me by the door and he alone would walk from the car park in the deluge.  For I was not fully dressed for the weather and was he not the one with the vision to throw a rain jacket in the back of the car?

Call that a deal?  How did I get away with that?  But it worked as here I am, bone dry.

Cheers !!!

A la perchoine

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