This week has been really eventful and so I have struggled to get to the computer. So I find myself, on Wednesday evening, musing on things I want to write, and yet posting another of these fun posts in the interim. Hopefully tomorrow might involve some more reportage/reflections.
Anyway, the day dawned stormy and rainy, which was a real surprise, it has not rained on a Wednesday for weeks. Kinda nearly scuppered our plans to meet Denise and go to the gardens…but not quite. So she kindly took a photo of me in my outifit of the day in the Japanese gardens, on the way to feed the koi.
Once again, the mumsy hair and the ubiquitous birkenstocks. However, I am in my summer-favourite comfy linen pants from Primark (I know, terribly constructed slave-labour trousers, but what’s a poor girl to do? Sometimes live with a little guilt a la Simone White.) The tank top, from Zara, caused a few awkward modesty moments today, seems all elasticity and support is gone…have to file it under R for Rubbish I fear. But the crocheted top is one I recently rediscovered in the bottom of my drawers – a treasure from Whistles that I have been waiting (post-baby) to wear.
I am so glad that the storms abated for the morning and that I am not posting a picture of a bedraggled rat. Happy Wednesday. Check out the other wardrobes here.