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Showing posts with label Le Gouffre gift shop. Show all posts
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Thursday, 8 August 2019

My Cliff Top Shop



My dear readers, we are ploughing into August with some great bulldozery thing and I am wanting to make the most of every single hour of sunniness.  So on many days I frolic around on the beach.  And on many other days I am working on my She Shed.  You get the picture don't you.  Or rather you don't get the picture, cos I'm either in a swimsuit or in painting scruffies and either way, not much is making it on to the blog right now!


However, these beauts have been most photoworthy.
I recently did a bit of shopping at a cliff top gift shop at Le Gouffre.   Ok, not your Madeleine, Hobbs or Baukjen sort of shopping admittedly, but this type of shop sells light clothes with a distinct summer vibe and most wearable in this heat.

Here's what I picked up in their summer sale.


A black jersey and lace OTS maxi, cool and floaty and just £15.



I tried it with a leather tie belt, which I thought was quite the gypsy look.


But I think it works best as it was designed - loose, floaty and cool.


A hat adds edge to this floaty number, taking it from 70s throwback to teensies boho.  IMHO.




I also bought a light-as-a-feather pink kaftan, £7.
Great for suitcase packing and a versatile layering piece.



It scrubs up well over a black maxi slip dress.


And the kaftan can be slipped off for summer evening aperos.


However, it works best with a white column.  Again IMHO.


But a few days after this little shopping spree, I went back for more.  I knew the white version of the maxi was lurking up on those cliffs.


I spent took out another £15 from my money box and bagged myself an OTS maxi twin.


I stuck a hat on this outfit and test-drove the dress on my morning constitional.  Really just to see if after all these years I could still walk in a maxi without going t**s up.

And what a relief, not one stumble during the whole walk.
But it did feel a bit weird, walking round the lanes on a sunny Saturday morning in something that resembles a nightie.  
I asked The Photographer what it felt like to be out in public with a lady who looked like she'd just got out of bed (especially as I wasn't wearing make up!)
"No, it's like I'm out promenading with a lady from an impressionist painting", he replied.   Awwww. 


So here I give you a hitherto unknown work, attributed to Monet.  Femme Dans Les Jardins de Chez Pout.  


So, what do you think of my floaty numbers?
Not a bad haul for cliff top gift shop shopping?
Was that £37 well spent?
And do YOU sometimes pick up clothes in unlikely places?



A la perchoine, 
Mary x.