We’re halfway through the week - hang in there! ❤️
I’m looking at the weather this morning trying to read its face - wet, cold, a chance of sunshine? I’m quite perplexed as to what to don.
Just a few final moments in the armchair with a cup of coffee, the morning light, and Raffi softly snoring nearby before I confront whatever the world of work has for me this week.
David Bowie married Iman at St James' Episcopal Church in Florence, Italy, #OnThisDay in 1992. The supermodel bride wore a white, halterneck Hervé Léger bandage gown with a detachable train for the religious ceremony. #fashionhistory
This dress is just crying out for a dance floor upon which to twirl. The pleats, fluted edges and tiers of fabric are bluebell like, a disco belle blooming on a summer’s evening. John Bates for Jean Varon, 1973 #FashionMuseumBath #FashionHistory 🗃️🪡
Woke this morning after a splendid night’s sleep entirely convinced I was still on holiday. It took a full five minutes, one cup of tea, and the sight of a tie draped over a chair before the dreadful truth emerged: it is, in fact, a school day.😳
After spending 10 hours squashed inside a car yesterday, I shall spend much of today unravelling myself.
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Raffi will go off for a little holiday with friends tonight while, at some unearthly hour tomorrow morning, I set off to retrieve my son and the mountainous accumulation of books, laundry and mysterious cables that constitute university life.
Today would have marked thirty-two years of marriage. I shall spend the day quietly, in reflection and in the company of family - grateful for love, memory, and the blessing of having shared so many beautiful years together. 🌷
Half term already feels like a brief misunderstanding with the sun. Today it’s back to grey skies, sensible shoes, and wondering why I ever trusted British summertime.😌
