You fall for angel eyes.

Eye print blouse: c/o Persunmall. American Apparel skirt: £30. Vintage Levi's denim jacket: mum's. Vintage Bally boots: £8, charity shop. Vintage bag: gift. Vintage belt: 20p charity shop. Cheap Monday sunglasses.

So, if you couldn't guess from my "omg scones", "omg nando's", and "omg costa" instagrams over the past few days (fyi, I did do things over than eat, but they're not worth mentioning), I took a quick trip back to the UK. Successfully surprising my mum by casually walking through the front door on Sunday evening, we spent the next day wandering round Battlesbridge, a village which is home to antiques, quaint English countryside, and one of the best presented cream teas I've ever had (and it was only £6!). A rather stark contrast to Saturday's antics which involved picnic-themed cocktails at Purl and shivering for the N550 at an hour I'd rather not think about, I like to think I had a rather well-rounded time at home, rather than spending it entirely in my pyjamas and catching up on lost sleep.

When faced with the prospect of what to bring with me to Germany, I seemed to prioritise teabags over clothes, so opening my wardrobe door was like getting an (almost) new closet. This skirt is an old favourite which hasn't made it onto the blog that often, but I paired it with my new eye-print tee which arrived on my desk the day before heading home - perfect timing! But now I've landed back in Munich, it's about time I stopped putting off heading to the shop and actually prepared for getting back into a routine tomorrow. Thank god I imported over 100 Yorkshire teabags.

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Now I've reached my element you better move over.

The Kooples leather jacket. Primark collar blouse: £8. American Apparel circle skirt: £15, via ebay. Ark cut out boots. M&S leather bag: £43. Stag Necklace: c/o Little Nell. Cheap Monday cateye sunglasses. Mac "Ravishing". Essie "Sunday Funday".

Photos by Carmen.

Yes, you're seeing that correctly, the sunglasses are officially out. With temperatures forecast to soar to 21°C tomorrow, I think I've picked the right time to head home for a London weekend, aka wardrobe swap. I'll be sure to keep my new Little Nell Jewellery easily accessible in Munich, however, as I seem to be returning to a silver jewellery phase. When Penny asked if I'd like to try something from her shop, I gladly accepted having seen her items on plenty of my favourite bloggers, and, as stags have turned into my group's motif, I decided to select this necklace: anything with antlers goes down well in my books.

Anyway, time to dig out my oyster card and reacquaint myself with the DLR (hooray for friends who live next to the magical robot skytrain!). Now, to decide whether I need to pack tights or not...

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I don't care how long this lasts, we have no future, we have no past.

T-Shirt: Collective. Shorts: £54, American Apparel. Cheap Monday sunglasses: c/o Surfdome. Anna boots: £76.50, Topshop. Ring: £1.25, vintage. Nail varnish: Heart of Gold, Topshop.

When it comes to buying anything over a fiver, I have a routine. It starts with lust: often a short-lived sensation, which finishes when I see the next must-have; if I leave the shop still remembering it exists, we're onto a winner. Then it's time to go back and ask myself if I really need it. More often than not, I tell myself it's necessary to further my existence, and head straight to the changing rooms. After inspecting from every angle, it's time to ask the internet if it's a good idea (come on, we all have), and after you group of enablers have told me that I need it too, it's off to the tills to hand over my weeping visa. That's what happened when it came to these shorts, and I haven't quite got round to shopper's remorse (the next stage). Soon enough, I was whipping out these Surfdome Cheap Monday sunglasses and my favourite white tee, and dragging my mum over to Writtle sunflowers to take some photos in their natural habitat. And, you know, to get some sunflowers. They're quite nice.

Apart from spending time among my flowery pals this week, I travelled up to Kendal for a long weekend to visit Clarity, and Sita popped over for the day too, - a true university reunion! We spent one of the days in Windermere, wandering along some rather steep hills to Beatrix Potter's house to explore where she'd written Peter Rabbit and, my favourite, the Tailor of Gloucester. Of course it would be my "sensible shoes" which ended up giving me a blister, but it was lovely to spend a while somewhere new and eat a lot of olives!

I did spend the entirety of my Lake District adventures in jeans, but in the spirit of this post (and cancelled Saturday night plans) I scoured the internet for some of my favourite patterned shorts, let me know if you find any more good'uns.

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Still she sits, young while the earth is old.

Two-tone blouse: c/o Mina UK. Jeans: Cheap Monday. Leopard print boots: £27, Topshop. Charm necklace: gift, Schmuk UK. Black bracelet: gift (from Harriet!), Marc by Marc Jacobs. Lip polish: Topshop Rhubarb.

First things first, happy new year! I celebrated by heading a few stops along the DLR to a friend's (there may be an outfit post if I can bear to put that playsuit on again, I did wear it for about eighteen hours straight, after all, so would you really want to see that?), and deciding that sleep wasn't worth it. The amount of times I've considered creating a blog based upon my adventures is numerous, but I think they're best left as anecdotes to be told on special occasions. 

On one of the rainier days of the year gone by, I headed off to the Tate Britain for the first time (I know, I know) to see the Pre-Raphaelite exhibition. Named "Victorian Avant-Garde", the collection promised to display the works of the Brotherhood thematically, documenting the movement through its various stages, from medievalism to the first Aesthetes. Ignoring all the notes I made for my dissertation (s i x d a y s), my ticket let me pour over Millais' "Ophelia", and I finally got to be in the same room as Rossetti's "Lady Lilith", which is one of my favourite paintings of all time. Weighed down with postcards and the accompanying book, I was certainly one happy lady stood soggy on the Victoria line.

To think, the above two paragraphs are describing the same person...

xxx

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