Every day she swans in with something even more fabulous than the last and every day I ask where she got her (insert item of supremely awsome clothing here), hoping the answer isn't "Europe". It always is.
But what strikes me about all these clothes is the colour. So much punch. So much juice. The items literally drip saturation of the cobalt blues and tangerine oranges.
Colours like this have walked straight off every single catwalk in every single fashion week so far. Even here in New Zealand, where black is best the only hints if colour are found in a sea of badly hair died middle aged woman (Ronald McDonald anyone?).
This is my attempt to bring some splashes of colour into my life....
Headband Lovisa, Top Zara, Trousers Country Road, Ring from my Grandmother, Shoes Mi Piaci
Necklace Lovisa, Top Supree, Skirt & Belt Portmans, Shoes Office (UK) Clutch & Ring from my Grandmothers