Weekend

Haircut, hair do,snoozing, walking, new bow tie

And relax

Seeing Red

It's a ritual I guess, something ends, something has to change - something I can do myself, something that feels fresh, new.  My choice, my control.

It's not a big thing, but it feels.....well symbolic I guess.  So goodbye brown hello red.

New Hair

Well a new colour to cheer myself up

Lovely girly things

So I had to go into Leeds with The Boy today as he was having his hair cut; and whilst he was I went on a little shopping spree and bought some lovely things - first was this Vivien of Holloway dress and net petticoat bought from the lovely people at Rose & Co

And I also bought this lovely 1940's style dress:

Then met The Boy and bought these from Shade Station:

And it inspired me to have a little play with my hair and make up and here is the result (not great pics as self potraits taken with iPhone):

You can't beat a bit of Mac Russian Red.

Ooh look 6.25pm perfectly acceptable to have a glass of wine.