So everyone, how do you all feel about this weird rainy weather today?? Soaked is how I feel about it. But more on that later...
Last night I met up with one of my oldest friends from school Nicola (name twins) for a catch up and to enjoy a nice picnic in the park on the promised 'very last day of summer'.
I've heard it all bloody week....'enjoy it while it lasts, it will be the last hot day of the year you know', 'TWENTY EIGHT DEGREES ON THURSDAY YOU KNOW', 'crazy business this hot weather in September, you should go outside and enjoy it'. Yes thank you all, it was indeed nice and sunny this week, London had indeed held up for once, horrah indeed!!!
That was until last night...it wasn't even that sunny. Like at all. It wasn't even that hot (certainly not TWENTY EIGHT DEGREES HOT) and there were tonnes of clouds in the sky. It felt like Autumn. But with dry grass to sit on. All those people? Wrong. HA.
But I was dead happy about it all. The sky looked gorgeous, I got to catch up with Nicola and discuss terribly grown up things, we got to eat tonnes of sushi... it was a perfect evening.
When I got home the evening just got better and better. I had a really long bath, practised yoga (side note: had a super fun session exploring and experimenting - let go of all the 'shoulds' and it was so liberating. I surprised myself!), I read some of the awesome books that I have bought recently (all 6 of them) and then when Ben got home we both fell straight asleep. Zonked.
This morning wasn't so smooth though.
I decided to wear a white t-shirt. Why not right??
As Friday mornings are most definitely not there for ironing t-shirts I went to work like this:
Couldn't have cared less if I'm being honest.
But then this happened:
When I got to work I not only had an incredibly creased t-shirt on but it was mostly see-through too. You could see my black lace bra rather clearly.
Classy start to the day huh?? Let's hope tonight goes a bit better..