Half The Truth

So, I lied. Well, I didn't intentionally lie. It was an accidental lie. I said that my article would be on the Brighton Frocks website tomorrow; tomorrow meaning yesterday. It's not. It will be up there within the next few days though, I promise (and what reason have you not to trust me?)

In other news, I'm going to a hen's night tonight. 'Strippers, booze and drugs?' You might ask. No, in fact, we're a civilized lot. Dinner and a drink in a pretty pub in the next town over. And, completely untrue to my style, I have already planned what I'm wearing. I know, organised, right?

Speaking of which, sorry there haven't been any posts of the outfit kind of late. Despite the suddenly sunny weather, I've been hiding in the black and greys of my wardrobe. And that's not much fun for anyone really, is it?


I got a new camera from a charity shop in town yesterday (above). It's a '70s Kodak Instamatic 25. I doubt I'll ever find film for it, but I'm liking the collection of old, mostly unusable cameras that's building on top of our drawers. It's almost as good as strippers, booze and drugs. Almost.