I have always been a sucker for white tops and shirts. There are more in my wardrobe than anything else. They are the staple item I just can’t go past, and with so many amazing variations, I can’t never pick a favourite.
Can you remember the last time someone bought you flowers and how it made you feel? I bet a lot of women can remember the first time they ever received them. For me, there is nothing that says love, appreciation, congratulations, romance, condolences or thoughtfulness like flowers.
I saw this little yellow top, sitting in Zara like a pretty daffodil, and I instantly wanted it. The problem was, it’s cropped length, and very full, which presents a bit of a problem for me.
My parents used to say I had ants in my pants. I suppose I still do- constantly on the move, always a little bit restless, and stuffing my life full to the brim. It suits the life I’ve carved out for myself, but have the tendency to over-do it, and when I crash, I’m usually…
Try as I may (and let’s be honest, I don’t try very hard at all), I find it impossible to stop reverting back to a certain style of clothing. It amazes me that I own anything that isn’t pink, floaty, floral or has a bow.
Have you ever translated the lyrics to Edith Piaf’s signature song “La Vie En Rose”? The French on its own is remarkably romantic, but what really makes you melt is understanding exactly what that earthy voice of hers is saying. Not only does it convey the feelings soft happiness and giddy optimism, this song (popularised…
“La Roseraie” is French for “The Rose Garden”, which is where I was yesterday. It was an incredibly special day for me, and something that was on my own personal bucket-list. I can honestly say that yesterday goes down in history as one of my top five favourite days ever.