Okay... so I probably look like a mad old cat (sorry, dog) woman buying a shirt with Jack Russels on it when I actually have a Jack Russel but whatever. Isn't it sweet?! I probably would have got it even if I wasn't the proud owner of Agatha Christie - and she's a fan too, sitting here and resting her little head on the keyboard (not the most convenient thing in the world but there we are).
The outfit overall is a little bit weird I suppose - my take on a 'school uniform' (not in an odd way). My school uniforms were always hideous (full length grey woolen pleated skirt anyone?) and, as I'm sure I've written before, I long to be a schoolgirl in the 1930s so this is sort of emulating that... I think this makes far more sense in my head than it ever will on paper / the internet. Sorry readers!
I am also sorry I have been a bit of a useless poster. I really have no idea how people with fulltime jobs do it. I've been dashing about the country yet again training for work - it is exhausting! This week, I'm working across three counties and London but will snapping some more ('interesting') outfit photos along the way (if I'm not asleep that is!)
In other news, I went to the Rye bonfire this weekend - I know it's probably over in your neck of the woods but bonfires are a huge thing in Sussex (literally don't ask me why - despite my history degree, I know nothing) so it's always been a tradition to pop down the road, see some effigy or other be burnt and 'ooh' and 'aah' at the fireworks. Cliched I know, but it makes the grim autumn go that little bit quicker...
Until next time,
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