Back when I was a wee nipper of a blogger, I didn’t have all that many dresses. Ten, maybe. My collection grew slowly but surely, thanks to stalking sale bargains (and a dash of Primark). One of the first non-party dresses I got was this one – which is probably why I haven’t worn it in nearly a year, I just forget about it. That, and the ridiculously full wrap skirt – it is hell and a half to iron. It’s cute though, right? I last wore it to a work BBQ that was Wild West themed – along with a cowboy hat and pigtails, I fit right in with the line dancing.
Last weekend though, I pulled it out again, thinking it would take me nicely from day to night - I was off to an all weekend party to mark the occasion of my friend Jo going travelling for a year (at least - SOB). I knew I needed something comfortable because...
BOUNCY CASTLE OMG!!
I snapped some pictures quickly before I left home, and I'm glad I did - the pictures from the weekend are funny, but the leggings I pulled on to allow me to spend the ENTIRE afternoon on the bouncy castle don't really show off the dress to its best advantage. And I'm ridiculously attached to my dresses, if you hadn't noticed, so much so that if I feel like I haven't blogged one to its full potential, I feel bad for it.
Dress - Warehouse
Top (worn underneath) & Wedges - Primark
Necklace - Accessorize
Nails - OPI "Teal The Cows Come Home" & "Absolutely Alice"
Damn, my hair looks bright in these photos (I'd dyed it the night before)!
It was such a lovely weekend. Eating yummy BBQ food, drinking Pimms (with Cava!), playing croquet and bouncing the day away - heaven. Although, I seriously don't know how little kids do it - my legs hurt for DAYS after a session on the bouncy castle. Hopefully that means it's good exercise!
OMG DOUBLE RAINBOW!
No, I didn't win - I was just happy to get my croquet ball through the hoop!
Watching the rain come closer...
We spent Sunday morning lying on the castle, drinking sangria and gently dozing in the sunshine, trying to prolong the weekend before we went our separate ways, thinking sadly of absent friends.