Dear L, I have to be upfront and honest. I’m really angry at you. How dare you look like such a model in your perfect pair of denim shorts?! I thought we were blogging because we were both too short to walk the catwalk, but maybe that’s all been in my head and you’re actually 5 ” 10. Speaking of catwalks and despondency, two of my favourite things happened in the month that has been (aside […]
Dear L, I was about to say “long time no see”, but as our beloved Dwight from the Office would say, “FALSE”. Our recent walks hikes along the Bronte to Bondi stretch gave me a long time to analyse the Australian beachside style, something Sydney-Siders (cough, you) seem to pull off with Parisienne-level “je ne sais quoi”.