Did somebody say it was spring? It's flipping freezing round these parts.
To be honest it was gorgeous this morning ,sunny and bright, and I had high hopes for donning a maxi and taking a walk but it just seems to be getting colder and colder.
The politics overload must be getting to me as I seem to be channelling my inner Thatcher, what with the old lady hat, granny handbag and the pussybow blouse.
1950's crushed velvet hat and leather Gladstone bag (Jumble sale), Tapestry boots, Kate Moss playsuit, suede waistcoat (All charity shop finds), Pussybow blouse (TopShop sale buy)
Boots in May, surely that can't be right?
After yesterday's post a few of you wondered what I had inside my giant Indian parcel. Well, it's my Goan bargains! Leather money belts, silk dresses and skirts, floaty tops, hareem pants, Nepali jackets. You name it, it's all there, sewn into a muslin parcel and covered with 42 stamps (I counted). It's so much cheaper to post ahead rather than risk going over the baggage allowance and just so darned exciting when it arrives, it always smells of incense, like a piece of India's been trapped inside.
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