THis year has been wholly photoless thus far!
But here I am, in January no less, already on a beach, as is my way.
One of my oldest (in terms of longevity of friendship) and bestest (in terms of were we laughing so loud and hard that we woke people up on Friday night in the wee small hours) and I were walking Molly the crazy brown lab on Camber Sands.
Them pink cords are ace. You can get other whole pairs of trousers under them. It's a gift
1 comment:
I particularly like the way I haven't even tucked my cords into the wellybobs well.
AH. I miss the grunge era. It was my default clothing setting
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