It's getting up to 25 degrees (that's celcius...) today, Andy Murray beat Richard Gasquet last night (yes, I'm shamefully pleased...) and after my ponderings on missing the motherland, I got up and wondered why I had never worn my pink PVC skirt as a capelet thingy.... or in fact why I hadn't done it with a lot of my skirts.  From missing the motherland to playing with skirts.  Homesickness doesn't bother me a bit and yes, it is as easy as diverting my attention back to the more trivial things that makes the grumps go away for a simple being like myself. 

It will be scorching but with layering firmly in my mind, these thinnish bits and bobs had to go together; American Apparel grey tri-blend racerback, vintage Escada skirt, Topshop Boutique sheer black tunic, vintage black leaf and silver thread top, pink PVC skirt worn around the neck, vintage black sequin arm warmers   

P.S. Thanks for those that left some 'Chin Up!' words... the pink skirt around the neck may have come about because of you... you might not be so chuffed about that.... but that's ok...

P.S.S. My legs are very battered up... in the crappy words of Natasha Beddingfield 'I bruise easily'....