Red Rock

If I spend enough time in a warm spell, I gradually become completely obsessed with the idea of maxi skirts despite the fact that I'm never really sure if they suit me. They say 'a change is as good as a rest' and I think when it comes to all matters sartorial, this applies doubly so. So, although the tiny miniature summer may have long since passed, I did manage to persevere with my obsession, bringing out this amazing tie dyed maxi for it's debut just as the clouds were rolling in.

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Cat Bandit

I've ran out of summer clothes, and without borrowing the neighbour's ladders to get into the loft, I'm left to make the most of my skimpier pieces of clothing until all my floaty, flowery things are back in my wardrobe. But packing away all my winter jumpers and thermal base layers feels like tempting fate, and I don't particularly feel like single handedly ruining this lovely weather for the entire British public. Sartorial organisation aside, I've really been enjoying the sunshine: the smell of sun-cream, grass and barbecues is a fantastic sensory concoction that us Brits don't get to experience all too often.

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