Wild At Heart

There's a theme in today's post. I'm thinking 1999. I'm thinking Eiffel 65. That's right, I'm thinking I'm blue daba dee daba die.

If you know me, you'll know I'm a fan of colour. A little pink here, a little rainbow there, so when you have a blank canvas like this Zara shirt dress (which is now in the sale if you can track it down) you've got to play with some colour. 

Blue is very much pleasing to my eye. I love blue. I took blue and I multiplied it. Hunting through my overflowing floordrobe, I spied out the hues of blue.

From head...             (Sunglasses here).

To toe(s)...               (Sandals, similar here).

Even my little fluffy sidekick had his blue hat on for the occasion. 

And to finish it off, the dream location for someone feeling way too blue, this adorable florist in Notting Hill. Everything about it is so dreamy, but I almost wish they were open on this fine day so I could have treated my dreamboat of a photographer, Rosie, to some blooms. 

I feel like they knew we were coming though, as they left my favourite hydrangeas in the window in BLUE! 

How many more times can I say blue?

Saying goodbye to Verona

It's taken me a while to wrap up my little Italy series because I can't quite get over the fact that it's over. If the sun is shining strong enough (or if my office is stuffy enough) and I close my eyes, I can almost pretend I'm still there sipping on prosecco and stuffing my face with olives, bread and cheese. I dream of dipping crusty bread into burrata every night.  
On our last day in Verona we decided to trek up the tallest hill to soak up the sun and the stunning views of the city. Want a little peek?

We took a picnic to the top and it was honestly one of my highlights of the whole trip. The sun was so warm and it was so peaceful all the way up above the city.
On to my hiking ensemble. 

So obviously I didn't go all out hike-mode as I didn't realise how steep our climb would be, but I knew we would be taking some pics up top with the view and you've gotta look cute for the 'gram, am I right?
Top - H&M Skirt - Car boot Sandals - Birkenstock Sunglasses - Rayban 
I went on a quest for this little H&M number after spotting it on one of the gals at work. After a wild goose-chase around 3 of London's H&M's, I finally found it hanging off a golden 'Last chance to buy' hanger. It was fate! 

I didn't think I'd be such a huge fan of the off-shoulder trend but I've fallen for it like a sucker. I guess it doesn't love me as much as after one outing in this top, it left me with lobster-like shoulders. 

Sigh.

Despite the burns, Verona, I love you.