And right before leaving, I asked Chris to take a photo of my outfit, because I was wearing those tops for the first time this year and wanted to document that summer can happen to London. In the process of taking the snapshots, however, he couldn't stop commenting.
Chris: You don't seem dressed for foraging.
Me: I'm dressed for summer.
Chris: You're wearing heels!
Me: Wedges! It might be muddy for slippers.
Chris: Won't that... thing get tangled in the branches?!
Me, looking down the lace top: If it does, it lived a short but happy life.
And before he could mention the (fake) pearls, off we went into the sunset, a young grapefruit mint in my pink suede bag, but about that another day. To be continued, for sure.
Labels: grrl stuff