If you had looked in my wardrobe last year and looked again this year, you would notice a big difference. It’s half full, or half empty (depending on how optimistic you are). “Why?” I hear you say, “Did the fashion police confiscate your harem pants?” Continue reading
Last year I went to Paris to meet 13 strangers. This year some of those ‘strangers’ (plus some extra strangers) came to London. And can you believe, like a naive teenager I let two of those strangers stay at my house. And that was after explaining ‘stranger danger’ to my 8 year old. Continue reading
It feels a little like deja vu or groundhog day because I have written this blog post before. It’s pretty much the same words but different pictures. I’m repeating myself because I’ve sewn another baby sleep gown in some more beautiful fabric but I doubt I’ll be able to write another blog post quite as funny as the original.
So if you missed it last time, read on. But if it’s going to be like groundhog day for you too, just hang around and look at the pretty pictures of the nice fabric. Continue reading