Hey, remember that awesome outfit I was planning to wear at Easter, only it was freezing that day, so I ended up wearing jeans instead?
This is that outfit, folks.
Yeah, I know: it was well worth waiting two months for this, wasn’t it? I mean, it’s SO DIFFERENT from the kind of things I normally wear, what with the midi skirt, and the high heels, and that pink sweater that’s never off my back right now, and… oh.
OK, so this definitely isn’t the most exciting outfit I’ve ever worn, and honestly, it was a little too warm for that sweater, really, but still. I wore this last Sunday, which was Terry’s birthday: we spent the afternoon hanging out with the family in his mum’s garden, and eating birthday cake baked by our nephew, George (I totally forgot to take a photo of it, because I was so busy eating it, but it was delicious, trust me…), and then, afterwards I got up and went and rolled around in the daises for a few minutes. No, it wasn’t awkward at all: what makes you think that?
Shortly after the photos below were taken, my brother-in-law got out the lawnmower and cut those daisies DEAD. It was tragic. Also, I really hope he didn’t do it to stop me rolling around in them again? Hmmm.
Anyway, the summer slump has well and truly set in around these parts – and I’m not just talking about my own total lethargy – which means I very much doubt many of you will be around to read this post today, when you could be out enjoying the sunshine (or, alternatively, complaining about the heat) instead, so I’m going to keep this one short, and come and join you. Er, not literally, obviously: that would be weird. Unless you ALSO happen to be a fan of rolling around in random patches of daisies, that is?