My dungarees are vintage Cornelia Vanderbilts, my top is topshop, my espadrilles are vintage and my necklace was a gift.
I was standing in front of my heaving wardrobe this morning and I spotted the corner of these dungarees poking out. I haven't worn them since summer when my Mum bought me them from Canada (I swear the clothes out there are amazing). I love dungarees they remind me of being small and frolicking in fields - by far my favourite past-time.
Having a pretty boring day snowed in again, we live on top of a hill so we get the worst of the weather. Things have still been arriving in the post though and loads of amazing stock for the shop came through, including an amazing Temperley dress, a Herve Leger bandage dress and a crushed velvet Issa mini dress that I am in love with. I am seriously considering running away from home and taking all our stock with me. I'll show you some pictures soon, or nearer the time I may start up a blog just about the business to show off the stock a bit.
I'm thinking of holding a one-man protest to get Madewell to ship overseas. Who's with me?
That's about it for today. My tea is getting cold, and my cat is hungry, so I gotta go :)
