This bottle-green F&F corduroy mini-skirt is a keeper. It’s long enough to be worn without tights, smart enough for an evening out and dressy enough for the holidays.
When I first tried this skirt on in my instagram stories, I loved the fit on me but wasn’t sure how it would fit into my closet. I’ve been trying to be more mindful of the clothes I choose and following the rule of 3 (in order for me to keep an item, I have to be able to make at least 3 different outfits with it from existing items in my closet).
It just goes to show why you should experiment with the items in your wardrobe more often. I made 4 outfits for this post, but I could have made even more.
Breton Stripe Top by George (similar here) White Lacoste Trainers (similar here)
It’s been a minute. Ok… maybe more than a minute. Even by my standards, there has been quite a long gap in between posts. It’s literally been years.
Usually this would be the point where someone would write “and there’s a very good reason for that” before humbly bragging about their magnificent achievements… Their successful new business venture, their wonderful home or their beautiful children… I have no such reason for my absence. The fact is that the last couple of years have been some of the most difficult of my life. And that’s before we even get to the mess that is 2020.
In this Insta-splendid world, I probably shouldn’t admit that, but it’s true.
I’ve always thought of myself as somewhat of a professional story-teller. I’ve worked as a Script Editor helping to bring stories to life on screen, and for a long time I told my own story through social media and the pages of this blog. I feel like I misplaced that part of me for a while, but it’s gradually starting to come back.
I was tempted to bring my story up to date in this post, but I’m going to save that for another time, as I’m still undecided about how much I want to share. For now, I will just tell you that for the last few years, reality has been so much stranger, and horrible, than fiction. Especially where my former relationship was concerned. For those who are returning to these pages (and may remember this post) I will just say that no, I did not get married. I had a very lucky escape.
I really do count myself lucky though. Yes, I had some truly miserable lows, but I’m fortunate enough to have some very special people in my life who picked me back up, dusted me off and helped me to rise again.
The past few years may have been challenging but alongside the lows there were also some high points. I’ve travelled to new places, experienced some magical things and made memories that I will treasure for a lifetime.
There are so many of these experiences I’d like to share and now seems like the perfect time to do it. The nights are getting longer and we’re all being told to spend more time indoors… so until we can all get out and about again, I hope you’ll enjoy exploring a little of my world from the comfort of yours.