ROOF TOPS & (GALLONS OF) RED WINE
So recently I told you that we were actively looking for a new flat, and that we found one. I’ll let you imagine the shenanigans that went with the move and this explains my lack of posting on the blog . A knackered Frankie then. But I’m currently surfing on that hey-I-have-a-new-place-let’s-go-to-Ikea high and pretty much feel like I’m sitting on the top of the world. Top of the world? Try the top of Shoreditch.
We shot this outfit ages ago but for some reason, I couldn’t bring myself to post these pictures. There is something about them that make me giggle. Very much. I mean, what am I doing on top of a car park on a Sunday in Shoreditch?! (I could see that the security guy there couldn’t really work out what we were doing and why on earth we didn’t have anything better to do with our afternoon. Little did he know that we ended up pigging out on a huge roast washed down with gallons of red wine. You know my game.) But at the same time, a shy me is kind of happy with the results. Anyway, this is me posing in an empty car park in East London.
I’m usually not a fan of white trousers, I actually hate them. To be honest. I’ve always thought that they only were for really (really) skinny girls because they tend to make your legs look bigger; then thought that the Boyfriend type would be more understanding and easy on the thighs. Always count on the other gender for flattery…
Have a lovely week people!
– Shirt: Topshop
– Boyfriends jeans: Topshop
– Block heels: Topshop