Ok, now I tend to get a bit of stick about this from friends…but I’m just not a summery kind of girl. It’s either too hot, or too humid, and usually, following only a mildly energetic slow walk, I’m worn out!
My season is Autumn. Thoughts of clichéd crispy leaves, a golden haze and the prevalent need for furry woolies (specifically mittens – I LOVE mittens) leave me sat here in significant discomfort, in the sunshine, planning my toasty dream outfits…
