Cashmere Crush

I've got a new find.  It's probably been around for years but I've only just discovered it and it's making me very happy.  One of my great (clothing) loves in this World is Chinti & Parker.  Their cashmere jumpers send me over the edge with excitement.  They are the peak of chic and when I win the lottery I will be buying one of each style, in every possible colour.  The problem is their prices.  They've recently shot through the rooftops and unless I miraculously find one on ebay, our love affair, for now,  is on hold.

So, back to my new find.  It's depressing to be writing about cashmere when it's nearly June; I've tried pretending it's summer; I've stopped wearing socks, dug out the flimsy dresses and the biker boots are at the back of the wardrobe.   But when it will insist on hailing and snowing all day, what is one to do?

Answer.  Go and check out 360 Sweater. The pink and stripy one landed on my doorstep last night and I cant take my eyes off her.   She really is a thing of beauty.  So light weight - perfect even when the sun decides to put his hat back on -  beautiful colours and brilliant detailing. I'm hooked already and cant quite get this lime green stripe sensation out of my thoughts...

  

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www.360sweater.com

Wedding Get Up

Why is it so hard to find a good wedding outfit?  

I am now on my third attempt and still no nearer finding a goodie.  

The first attempt, we'll pretend never happened.  

The second one,  should have been a very pretty green, floaty,  floral number from 'Borne'.  On, however, I could have been one of Shrek's distant relatives. 

My latest attempt, a Roland Mouret, Ebay sensation is good but ridiculously short - Raise my arms even a millimetre and you can read what's written on my knickers.  So not ideal for a nice Roman Catholic church service.

It's tricky trying to get the right balance.  Not too saucy - hard when it's a day to night affair - and not too like a frumpy old school marm from Dullsville. I did find the one a few months ago. A Nina Ricci, red, silk vision. It ticked all the boxes. Bar one.  For the same price I could have probably picked up the drinks tab for the whole wedding. I didn't think Chaz would've  been too thrilled to hear I re-mortgaged the house for the sake of a frock either.  

So unless we win Friday's lottery, I've got five days and counting to find something to wear.  I am going to the dinosaur museum with cubs this afternoon, you never know, desperate times, desperate measures....

Floral floaty by Borne

Roland Mouret Zonda Dress

The Nina Ricci dream