I added my Rag and Bone pink cardy. Sorry, fuzzy photo alert. This looks like the amount of drugs I had after 26 hours in labour so I could give birth to an 8lb baby (which basically feels like passing a pumpkin through a straw. No, not a pumpkin, a block of flats) Oh yeah, colour blocking baby! Oops, no, just random.
|Trying the VB and colour blocking in a fuzzy kind of way|
What about a "by the Stinson Beach fireside" look... with my motley white sweater that the dog nibbles on and which has loads of biddy bids (technical term for those wool ball things)?
|Weird trick of the light but I look up the duff in this one|
|Yellow top with sky blue. Eeech! (That's a toss 'er off buzzer sound)|
Now for the Rip Curl cardy. (I know I'm too old to be wearing surfer brands but I just can't help myself...)
|Ok finally! No, it's nothing special don't post that.|
All the clothes on the floor. It's already 1.24pm - grocery shopping will have to wait for tomorrow.
The bizarre thing I look cat lady scary in real life, no make-up I haven't brushed my hair in a week (I can't find a brush anywhere, despite possessing a whole village of them.) Thank goodness for Instagram which hides what lies beneath...Wish it would gloss over the mess in the closet too.
I left the mess to attend a teacher conference for one of the kids. Easily distracted and then spends a lot of time on the distraction, apparently. Heavens knows where he got that from.