There are times when I mega hate London. Squeezing onto a tube carriage with 657 other angry commuters. Slow walking people. The price of houses. The price of mojitos. The price of… everything, actually.
Then the sun shines and all is forgiven. The city looks positively jubilant at the moment, and this week, Londoners broke out of their offices to eat al fresco and photosynthesise after weeks of gloomy downpour .
I haven’t dared to purchase any shorts, vests or summery dresses yet due to the hideous weather. So currently my summer wardobe is just my winter wardrobe without tights. But I relished the opportunity to whip my pasty legs out and head to Green Park for a picnic with my lovely friend Liz.
The skirt is a Topshop Tall one from last season, and the bag is actually a charity shop find from about a year ago. But I am wearing one new item; this exceedingly long sleeveless shirt is a recent purchase from H&M. I’ve tucked it in, but it really is long enough that a seven-foot girly could wear it, so I’m a bit ruddy peeved that I can’t seem to find it online. Anway, I bought it in the Angel store last week, and I highly recommend.
I also tried to steal Liz’s gigantic Zara bag, but I just wasn’t stealth-like enough. Boo.
I’m quite obsessed with the reasonably priced jewellery in Joy at the moment. I bought this necklace in store the other day, and it sits beautifully under collars to add interest to your outfit in a Caroline-Flacky-sorta-way.
Oh, and plaits. What is it about summer that turns us all into absolute GIRLS?
Any other tall girls living in London*? What’s your favourite place to go when the sun starts shining?
* I have to confess that I did actually move to Surrey last year, so I’m technically a home counties girl. But I was born in Tooting. And I still live in an Oyster zone. And I work in London. Got it? I’m well London.