Hello, is that summer on the line? Are you on your way or just taking your good sweet time, hidden behind foreboding clouds and laughing skies?
I know it’s somehow ingrained within British DNA to mandatorily talk about the weather come rain or shine but we’re nearing July and our patience is really beginning to wear thin now. My patently overgrown (and therefore soon to be overhauled) garden has been loving the showers but sad face me below has clearly not. This compounded with , which I won’t dwell on until something… nay, anything concrete emerges (apparently that will take some years so don’t hold me to that thought). Rain-drenched Union jacks and England footie flags up and down the country are blowing limply in the wind.
There’s a silver lining somewhere. If I find it in amongst the political rubble, I’ll be sure to let you know. In the meantime, I’m keeping things simple. Or simple in my head. I’m chucking a vaguely wintry/early spring coat or jacket over a summer dress. Two layers, no more and definitely no less if I’m to keep warm and some sort of no-nonsense sanity. The top layers come courtesy of , which is beginning to drip into stores and somehow making seasonal sense in this confused climate. The bottom layers are light airy things I’ve been accumulating in the hope that days of bare arms and hot hair are just around the corner. This is me keeping warm just after the summer solstice. This is England 2016.
hanging with bag charms and fall 2016 dress worn with Celine slip-ons
Coach faux leopard coat worn with xxx dress
souvenir jacket and worn with Maison Michel hat
shearling hoodie worn with Molly Goddard tartan dress
worn with Mame dress