It was either a red top or a blue one underneath, red one. I say top, but it was sold as a tunic but it posed no danger of reaching the hem of this dress. In fact it's tested my patience to the limit really with it's amazing shrinking tactics. Maybe time to wave goodbye to it. The bi-annual wardrobe reshuffle still feels a heck of a long way off, I'd need binoculars to spot it at this range.
In my head it's likely my maternal grandmother wore a dress like this - though maybe longer. The colours are wonderfully retro and the great big buttons don't shy away from vintage styling.
These block-heeled ankle boots are one of my favourite pairs, especially for wearing into town.
A grouse is not a bird I have come across before so when this little chap appeared I was really intrigued. The sodden undergrowth came in...
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