Being a roughing-it, back-packing kind of chick when it comes to travel I've never been on a cruise, but that doesn't mean I haven't got my poolside attire planned just in case it ever happens.
Today's ensemble: West German-made turban (Charity shop), Embellished kaftan (Tamil Nadu, India), Another pair of Vintage Ted Lapidus shades (Charity shop), Pink denim clogs (Car boot sale), Pink statement pendant (Charity shop), the usual bangles and rings.
I'm just waiting for Jon to bring out the cocktails but he doesn't seem to want to play, in fact he tells me that I'm "cruising for a bruising" with my finger-clicking cheek.
This is exactly how my darling mother used to dress for the beach when I was little. Residents of Hope Cove in South Devon never knew what to make of it when she hit the sand resplendent in high heeled mules and gold jewellery.
I picked up this 1950's revolving glass stand complete with novelty cocktail stirrers from a Scout Bric-a-Brac sale a fortnight ago. In it's original box and priced at 50p, it's a crying shame that we've only got lager in the fridge.
Following a plea here's a close-up of my clogs especially for Jenni. Not too close, though, my Barry M Tangerine polish needs touching up.
What a fantastic day it's been here in the UK, long may the Great British summer continue.