Last Saturday began with Wandson’s birthday – good fun at Underbelly where he was spinning. And it ended with yet another gritty fete in my humble abode. Unfortunately all the middle was a ‘fashion tragedy’ I hope never to have the misfortune to experience again. Let’s just say assault & battery on my person and my outfit. Literally. A few photos of the good moments before and silly ones after I found a new outfit back at mine after…
The little rascal himself.
Stick and his gang.
Vicarious living back at my flat. The kids sporting 3 of my trenchcoats – Rachel, Adonis & Laura in Boudicca, Boudicca & Anne-Sofie Back.
The chaperons weren’t all that impressed.
