“It’s glacial…get my fur, will you?” may have been a line delivered by Maggie Smith in Gosford Park (recently re-watched, can you tell?) but it also sums up how I’m feeling, having landed in the UK just under a week ago to, among other things, enjoy British ‘summertime’.
We are staying in Gloucestershire in a house we’ve rented for a few weeks in the middle of a honey-coloured village called Blockley. When the sun shines, it’s beautiful: more
**Thank you so much to everyone who has voted for me in the upcoming Singapore Blog Awards and to all my lovely readers for getting me this far (if you haven’t voted yet and would like to, you still can! Click here; I’m in the Nanyang Optical Best Lifestyle Blog section). As a finalist, I have been asked to submit one blog post on the 1960s. This is it.**
If there was a decade I could go back to, it would be a close-run thing between the 1920s and the 1960s. Is a mini dress and a sharp bob worth more than a flapper dress and a headband? Having sat through the Great Gatsby (oh and cut my hair into an extremely short bob) I think I can say in all honesty that they are. more
I have never really bothered much with shoes. I mean, I’ve obviously always strapped things on to the bottom of my feet to help me walk around, but they were never what I considered to be investment pieces or things I ever got particularly exited about.
Well…all change. Julia, who I wrote about in Part I a few days ago, was mildly appalled when she caught sight of my rather motley collection of shoes, some of which I had had for years. Most of this line up… more
These two babies may not look like much but they are probably [more]