Please don’t make me get up. After all, I’m in the Director’s chair so I should be calling the shots.
Much as I want to make a sequel to this weekend, sadly that’s a wrap and now I find myself the reluctant starlet of Monday mourning. Correction. Who am I kidding? Those brogues are headlining.
You will not believe how many years I’ve had these hoofs. Folks, we’re talking north of a decade. When I purchased them, I had grand plans of teaming them with pinstripe suits and acting all aloof. In truth I looked a goof and never wore them.
See, that’s the beauty of ageing. Now I’m in my forties and finally embracing 1940’s fashion.
Upstairs is 100% thrifted. The blouse has a necktie, if you don’t mind, and sets off a jacket like nobody’s business. Now for some secret women’s business. Keep your voice down but that jacket is (shhh) thrifted.
Yes I kicked off my weekend with some op shopping and I’d barely crossed the threshold when I spied said coat. Admittedly it was a little pricier than I’d anticipated but I’d been looking for a black jacket for what seemed like an age and voila there she was centre stage.
You’ll never guess what else was co-starring this weekend. Of all things, education. Yep I taught myself some handy techy tricks and enrolled in an online course designed to help me get my geek on (and I say that in the most endearing way; I seriously have the greatest admiration for anyone who knows their way around a widget).
Finally, I saved the best for last. Sunday was sublime…a long lunch in picturesque surrounds where the flavour sensations abound. I’m going to leave you salivating on that one because I’m planning a delicious post to take you course by course in due course.
For now, bon appetit for the rest of your week.
How was your weekend?
Linking up today with The Multitasking Mummy.