(Fairground checkered top, Shakuhachi leather track shorts, Sportsgirl clogs, Luella sunglasses)
Very reminiscent of something Dorothy would wear had she been around during the grunge era, all i need are some ruby docs and a little dog to fully complete the outfit.
So our Easter camping trip was a massive fail. When the tank you are driving down south with suddenly gets written off the night before the trip, you have to see that as an omen that maybe a higher being is trying to send you a "dont go driving" message. there is a long history of fatal car crashes during holy week in my family, so was definitely not going to tempt the fates. instead, a lot of spring cleaning and lazing around has ensued, which really is not that bad considering my days are usually filled with things that have to get done. kind of nice to chill back and do nothing for a change. as dorothy would say "there's no place like home."
hope everyone is enjoying all this chocolate egg-filled time off, and all my lovely aussie readers are making the most of the 5-day weekend. make it count, people!
xxx
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