Fathers Day

Father's Day, it's a great way of just making a fuss over the awesome Father figures in your life. For the first time in about... five years my Daddy and I were in the same country to celebrate!

Despite this picture of me looking ever so composed and delightful, I felt like vomiting everwhere after a rough night! Disgusting, I know.

Last night, the boys were back in town, and Rockey had just got back from Manchester. It was a very strange night. So, very strange, but good fun! We rocked out in Rural at some crappy pub/club where I smacked a chav around the face for pinching my bottom. Who even does that?!

Indie Boy, Simon and a very old friend spent the eve chatting man style while Rockey and I danced like crazy mofo's.

Four hours sleep and last night's make up -yes, I sinned- not a good combination when you're trduging around statley homes trying not to hurl.

Generally, super fun!

Hope ya'll had a wonderful weekend!

What we're wearing:


Dress: TeezeMe

Cardi: Miss Selfridge

Leggings: Zara

Shoes: Topshop

Scarf: Paris

Bag: Russle and Bromley



Blouse: Miss Selfridge

Jacket: Superdry

Bag: Chanel

Shoes: Clarkes

Belt: Vintage