As this is my first ever post I thought I'd kick off with an outfit I wore on the first day of my Provencal holiday from a couple of weeks ago. We were in the South of France visiting my in-laws who live there and it's one of my favourite places to stay. Who needs exotic destinations when you have the Cote d'Azur in one direction, the mountains of the Alps in the other and as much tarte tartin as you can bear eating.
This is the land and light that drew the great artistic talents to the French Riviera - Monet, Matisse, Chagall, Picasso, Van Gogh et al. The first day was true to form, a bright, blue-skied day - hence my funky purple, prescription sunglasses - and I just had to reflect that vibrant light in my clothes. We were off to a local, weekly car boot sale, which my Dad-in-Law likes to frequent and as it takes place in a dusty field, it meant sensible slip-ons, over my first choice of footwear; sparkly sandals.
And in another first, this was the first time I'd actually worn the floral print cami top. I was rather taken with the detail around the yoke when I saw it on ebay over a year ago. Yes, I know, over a year to wear, but it's been waiting for the perfect time for its debut! One particular aspect I like about this cami is something that unfortunately you can't see (note to self; take more photos of detail next time). It has adjustable, spaghetti straps, vital for me with my short torso, otherwise the neckline would end up sitting down around my navel.
I fell in love with both the stunning colours and the bold, floral print of the cami - a double whammy you might say. It's the perfect compliment to the pale pink of the trousers and the turquoise of the cardigan. The material is so soft (100% cotton), so felt light and easy to wear against my skin.
I have such ridiculously fair skin, meaning a hat is de rigeur when out and about on sunny days, unless I want my nose to resemble the colour of a cooked lobster tail. This jaunty number I bought from New Look a couple of months ago and it seems almost stuck to my head, I've worn it so much.
The side-on view just shows off the jauntiness of the Trilby, don't you think? And the bright bands add a pop of colour without being garish. Although, they can't compete with the gorgeous, purple flowers growing out of the back of my head and shoulders!
Because that would be rude.
And I wouldn't want the cami to have a strop on its first outing.
The necklace was a complete impromptu purchase the week before the holiday. I spied it in the sale for £2. I know, a whopping £2!
It's a layered necklace with a small silver heart, an even smaller gold heart, a clear glass pendant and tiny, delicate, pearlised spheres.
But if you want to talk bargains, let's talk bargains. My silver bag was a steal from ebay. I won it for the princely sum of .99p!
I'd been looking for an 'everyday' bag in silver, well, because I'm a magpie when it comes to silver (could you have guessed this, I wonder????) and this ticked the box. It's a bright silver without being so shiny you'd need shades to look at it.
And the pockets! What's not to love about those pockets?!?
So hat and necklace are new from New Look. The hat is still available to buy: Straw Trilby Hat
Bag and top are preloved, originally from Next and Monsoon respectively.
Cardigan is old from Next.
Pink skinny jeans are SS14 from Dorothy Perkins Petite.
Shoes are Skechers.
So all dressed up, off we trotted to the car boot sale. We didn't buy anything despite seeing some eye-catching wares and some, honest-to-god-awful-tat; as is often the case at boot sales. But I couldn't finish my first ever blog post without showing you a couple of items that sorely tempted both me and my husband, TallBrownFox.
He saw me twitching with excitement and swiftly put paid to my mini Disney dream and said;
"Don't even think about it.".
So, I hope they've gone to a good home because sadly, it's not mine.
Here, have a hankie to wipe away your tears.
And lastly, I give you a can. Not any can. Nooooo. A stereo system cunningly disguised as a Coca-Cola can.
I turned swifty to Mr TallBrownFox and said;
"Don't even think about it.".