It was one of those days where the weather promises only ‘partly cloudy’ when really it’s only ‘partly sunny’ and I couldn’t help but fear all the mostly cloudy, colder days ahead. 29th of August marks the end of my summer and truthfully it reminds me of my worst break-up ever. We’ve all been there, the frantic pleas, those pathetic, desperate ‘stay, we can work this out’ dramatics, fuelled entirely by delusion because let’s face it, like that boyfriend of mine, summer will go away. My heart is as empty as my basket bag here (lol). Spain stays hot for another month or so but my professional life is pushing me prematurely into everything autumnal. I don’t like pumpkin-whatever-they-are-called lattes, scarves seem sad to me and while I am a little excited for boots and sweaters, espadrilles and swimwear are infinitely better. But alas, I am strong and marching ahead with optimism. I get to go back to Paris soon. Perhaps as I sweat less, I can start wearing mascara again and I do love a stiff, wool hat. There are still good things ahead, they might not involve a boat or bare feet but I’m dealing with it okay?! And so, I thought I’d tempt summer back again with my very last gingham, a print we all loved this season. But this number is the sexiest yet. If only my ex-boyfriend, summer could see me now. Surely they are both wishing they had stayed?! I have absolutely no interest in that chump man coming back, but summer, you will always be best and most loved by me, yours truly, forever, Audrey.
what i’m wearing: fame & partners gingham giovana dress, river island
white backless mules & forever21 floral crochet basket bag
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