Sunday, September 22, 2013

Not A Holiday Photo Diary

Yeah, dropped off the radar there a bit. I went off on my (much needed) holidays for a week there. It's a funny thing, because just like moving, neither T nor I realised how much we needed it until we made it happen, and a week of R&R together turned out to be every bit as good as we thought it would be.

David Jones NYC Suitcase

Early doors at Gatwick with my new best friends, both of them. Since buying these black Dainty Converse, I've talked and talked about them, I know, but they're just so comfy, and go so well with everything, and so much more streamlined than the standard ones. I definitely think the autumn lends itself to trainers and sneakers, they make the perfect interrim before I switch from living in flip flops and considering my next pair of winter boots. That said, I think I'm drooling over these beautiful H by Hudson ankle boots.

The suitcase is a new friend, my last suitcase got bashed once too many when I moved from the North to London last year, and this David Jones luggage with it's NYC print (there's a whole range of cool NYC themed cases btw) caught my eye- definitely recognisable on the carousel, as it's got 360 degree castors and a solid combination lock whilst being a hard shell. It's basically my perfect case and it didn't let me down. 


Shellac matching passport

Early start at Gatwick made better by realising my DIY Shellac (first time doing my own hands, messy, messy, messy) matched my passport. 


Excuse me whilst I don't come home.

I consequently spent most of the rest of the week like this.....


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Ate a lot of this.... 

(Grilled sole FYI)


Los Gigantes

Proof that on a couple of occasions I did in fact move further than reaching for my Kindle after a dip in the pool.....


Skull print shorts and a loose white shirt- pre airport wiwt


And before too long it was a pre-airport WIWT. These skull print shorts by Sisley (total sale bargain) are basically perfection,meaning I didn't weep too hard at having to finally ditch my old denim holiday shorts. 


Welcome home. Joy.

And thanks to some delays it as back to sunny Gatwick, and we stumbled in the door of the flat here a mere 14 hours after the journey began in Los Gigantes. 

Most of this weekend has been spent (surprise, surprise) washing, ironing, putting flips flops and summer dresses away and generally wishing myself back by a swimming pool. 

I know that laying about reading, eating a lot of seafood and putting the world to rights over local wine is not everybody's ideal holiday, but we had the nicest week. After a passing out ceremony, house hunt, house move and an office move in the last 6 weeks or so, it was what we needed. 





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