Destination Saint Lucia. With snow on the path at home I packed tropical print bikinis, cool kaftans for sipping rum cocktails in and bright hues of nail varnish to raise the temperature.
Packing light and bright with bikinis and sun dresses, I left all heels and sequins at…
I inherited expensive tastes from my grandmother 'Sally' who I project as a slideshow as a slideshow of elegance. I remember houndstooth check skirts, shiny court shoes and Chanel perfume, coiffed hair and singing 'supercalifragilistic' together in the lounge looking out of the bay window into…Continue
When I was a little girl an old French nun taught me to lace make, not proficiently but enough to make a pattern. I was probably 11 and I was transfixed on the delicate dance of the wooden bobbins as she demonstrated how to weave her magic black web. There is something dark and gothic about black lace and to see…Continue