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You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye...

I have many times lamented the fact that when living in rural Southern England, my sartorial choices are limited. There is always the mud an...

What's really going on...

Singing in the car to One Direction's entire back catalogue. Feeling wistful at the Zayn parts. Cindy Crawford in the Taylor Swift vide...

White-knuckled ride...

I go through a series of life phases which take up residence and then last a few months. Lather, rinse, repeat. At the moment things feel......

Palm trees vs normcore...

Whilst in an attempt to persuade my husband that we need to cover a single wall of our house with tropical palm tree wallpaper, he patiently...

It was just a mission statement...

Daily, I think I could do with writing something here, in this virtual space. It's been ages, I am starting to feel guilty. I think of t...

How much do you shop?

I find myself drawn to woeful articles written about compulsive shoppers. A life's fortune spent on something she already had in her pos...

The quality of your thoughts...

Struck by the immediacy of the web, I scour for the perfect Spring coat. I actually get frustrated when I can't find what I want at the ...

In search of perfect....

Wouldn't it be lovely to be one of the beautiful people? I am fascinated by how they dress, the set of sartorial choices they make each ...

Do what you do...

Round here, life goes on... We limp towards the last day of term tomorrow; the week peppered with school carol services and slightly forced ...

Thoughts on Amsterdam...

So, my best friend Dawn is married to a Dutchman. She is Boo's Godmother and one of my most trusted confidantes. When it became clear th...

A small life in which I am influenced...

There are those in the world whose taste I trust. This is especially true in blog world, where I am brought up to date on what my favourite ...

Distractions...

Each new season I tell myself I don't need any new clothes. Then the weather turns and I go into just one shop and I am awash with lust ...

Autumnal lure...

The change of season is synonymous with change of clothes. Despite having enjoyed the easy-come-easy-go dressing of summer (what did the wor...

Here we are...

I am positive that I like the lie-ins of school holidays better than the get-up-and-out starts of the school term, but still, the lack of or...

Pink champagne on ice*...

Really happy. It's been a good week. Did a lot and saw a lot. It was my son's sports day at his school; 300m and high jump. We had l...

Let's talk it out...

I have concluded that key moments in my life are defined by outfits. I have an uncanny recollection of what I (and everyone else) wore at ce...

The shopping edit...

I have come to realise that I have a series of very well-honed and bizarre mental processes when it comes to shopping. The predominance of o...

Wants, reads and notices...

Isn't it lovely that Spring is here? Is it here or is it approaching? I think it's here. Daffodils especially make me smile when I s...

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