It's Friday already, and I'm sneaking in a quick post before we head off for another weekend away.
We're going to Liverpool, and I need to sort, pack, make sandwiches for the train - you know the drill.
I'm so predictable.
Vintage frock; cardigan; denim jacket; boots; vintage bag; a mish-mash of jewellery.
Maybe, but self-selected, flexible, colourful, and a relection of my taste and personality. (You all read Vix's post about that, right? Check out her words of wisdom here.)
We were out last night to watch a show of musical and dance performances at Claudia's school.
It was a great evening, I enjoyed seeing so many kids demonstrating their talent, hard work and commitment to performing arts.
Tandem are a surprisingly professional-sounding band - a little Arctic Monkeys-esque, but that's not a bad thing.
I can't claim that Claudia has any particular technical ability, but she loves to dance, has good rhythm, and best of all, she isn't afraid to show the joy on her face. She beamed throughout, and so did I.
(On a side note; there was a clear gender split. I'm generalising a little, but it seems the girls dance and sing; the boys don't dance but they play instruments. What's that all about then?)
1970s maxi dress - Ebay
Cardigan, jacket, bangles and rings - charity shopped
1950s tapestry bag - flea market
Necklace - was my mum's
Right - must get on. That suitcase won't pack itself.
Have a great weekend; I intend to do just that!