A busy weekend to pick up the little BGs from their cousin’s place in Gippsland and a family lunch in Geelong has been a bit of a whirlwind. I must admit I did look longingly at my jeans as I packed an overnight bag, but opted instead for a skirt.
I know. That’s still cheating, but I have resolved that for every day I don’t wear a frock, I will be forking out $20 for the snafu privilege. So far I am up to 2 days so I will be donating $40 so far.
Speaking of donations, thank you very much for everyone who has donated to the Frocktober Cause. Thank you to Pete, Cathy, Anne, Tania and my brother Andrew for being so generous.
And now onto the frocks…
My Saturday dress is one of my favourite colours, a red linen from Ezibuy, with a black cardie over the top. A black cardie is a staple in my wardrobe and I have a rotation of them :). It was also warm enough not to wear tights! My legs had that lovely neon white quality that comes from a winter being encased in tights and an Irish heritage.
My Sunday outfit was taken at my niece’s Kate’s house and is a skirt I picked up second hand from Ebay ages ago. It’s one of my favourite skirts, and it’s been taken overseas a number of times.
Back at work for Monday- it was a mad scramble to get out of the house and my photographers were either still brushing their hair or packing their bags for school. My dress is an opshop number (Target) and the cardigan is also a thrifted number from Melbourne. Back in tights- it’s a grey old day and threatening to rain.