I was going to do a post today about Lola , you know my cat, the one that I lost last week. I mentioned it to my BF earlier who shrugged his shoulders and said “oh I wouldn’t if I were you its a beautiful day you’ll depress people”… I suppose he may have a point…
He’s busy downstairs fitting our new kitchen. For those of you regular readers ( I presume we have a few) yes the kitchen we started before bloody Christmas. What can I say its been somewhat of a nightmare …BUT I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.(she says through gritted teeth and with baited breathe)
So with the sun shining outside I’m starting to think about all things summer holiday related. I’ve not mentioned my forth-coming weekend away in Marbella with the girls have I? (only about 200 times!) I’m also hoping to get a week away with the Mr, somewhere hot, shortly. Maybe even Ibiza?
I’ve recently been drawn to everything Boho. It’s so colourful, pretty and basically fun. It’s like Ibiza and holidays all rolled up in one, often associated with the ‘arty farty’ types. Yep I’ve been called that before!
I’ve been scouring ebay and the like for ‘Ibiza inspired’ clothing. My boyfriend thinks I’m having a ‘crisis’ … of what sorts I’ve no idea but a crisis non the less.
Maybe it’s a cry out to my younger self, the one who spent the amazing summer of 1987 Island hopping around the Greek Islands. It was just Karen (one of my best friends) and I, my ruck-sack, several pairs of shorts, my treasured converse and no hair-dryer! Yes there was a time when I could live without my electrical friend. Saying that my hair was that short it didn’t need it.
We lived (and partied) for 7 blissful weeks in just our bikinis and shorts, sun-kissed and care-free …(pre my factor 50 days !) ‘hopping’ from island to island.
Such an amazing experience. I’ll tell you about it one day…
Anyway I’ve recently discovered Emonk Ibiza via Instagram and I’m now hankering after a pair of their boots…
What do you think?
I love them.
Boyfriend hates them !