Not to brag, but I'm actually quite proud of the fact that, since I had B, I've washed, dressed myself in a half decent outfit and put a wee bit of make-up on.
So, this is my first mummy-chic outfit. I tried to get J to take the pics but he seemed to be trying to make me look as fat as possible with his weird camera angles- so I took them myself, hence the slightly-too-close-close-ups. Eventually (and as I lose more weight) I'm sure will be able to produce tidy pictures.
Anywho, without further ado, the outfit....(forgive my enthusiastic use of Instagram!)
Shirt with paperclip print, White Stuff, Jumper (lovely, pretty and soft but gets fluff everywhere) also White Stuff.
Chinos, also White Stuff, Brogues, Clarks.
Made the chronic error of wearing these beautiful brogues without socks and then walking to the pub and back. I'm now sporting a hideous blister that will, no doubt, rupture during my spin class tonight- but the look was totally worth it!
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