greet me like a long lost friend

Picnics, rounders, short skirts and wine....

It's Summer.

(And about fucking time)

(The girl on the left is Illustrate My Pillowcase)

A day spent celebrating femininity (or something like that) whilst ignoring the Masters and McMuffins with friends new, old, and forgotten.

Prowling the streets: the menaces of society wearing floral skirts and bearing rosé. And a cricket bat.

Avoid the cow pat and mark out a pitch with small piles of hay, and a victory glass on the fourth base, a true reward.

It's always nice to spend a day with people you love, rather than textbooks you hate.

If you can see me in the last photo..:

T; Paris... somewhere

Skirt; Topshop (again)

Socks; Topshop

Shoes; Fat Face