Jacket: French Connection, Scarf: The Pashmina Company, Top: Gift, Trousers: Blossom, Shoes: Pod
We went out last night. I know, I know...the thrilling excitement of nighttime adventures. What with one thing and another (one thing: being pregnant, the other thing: having this coldy-cough}, it's been a good couple of weeks since I ventured out of an evening. Consequently, it all went to my head a little bit.
Guy and I strolled down the road to our local for a pub quiz with some very lovely friends. It was a splendiferous evening. In fact, I laughed until I cried. And spluttered. And coughed. And snorted most unattractively.
But it's all about weighing up the fun against the sniffles.
There must be some kind of deeper meta-meaning to that, if only I had the energy to look hard enough. In fact, that should be my lifetime mantra, don't you think?