I'm utterly obsessed with bold accessories: statement necklaces, tasselled earrings, gold chunky bracelets-you know the drill-my dressing table quakes with the weight of it all, my husband is confused why I need one more pair of hoops (what does he know?) But I have to admit to a bit of a chequered past when it comes to shades.
Welcome back you fabulous bloggers! My son Oliver starts primary school tomorrow (Thursday) so it's a big day for all of us (hence me going live a little early this week).
A bit of fun for you all but doesn't my Uncle Mike look like just like George Clooney himself? He's even had people run up to him in the street thinking it's the A Lister for flips sake-unlikely as Uncle Mike lives in Manchester but stranger things have happened, right?!
If you follow me on Instagram (and if you don't, where've you been?!) then you'll know last night saw my family come together for another legendary party at my stunning Auntie Angelou's beautiful home under a marquee in her garden.
I've tried to write this post a couple of times before now but in all honesty I've only just about recovered from what can only be described as an absolutely epic time at the Cannes Film Festival, 5 days on from returning home on Saturday... One of the most famous film festivals in the world, this is the third time I've had the pleasure of attending this iconic celebration of film and it did not disappoint, let me tell you.
With my Grandma being ill, we've all been cherishing quality family time more than ever recently. My beautiful cousin Georgia (her Dad who is the double of George Clooney-for reals- is my Mum's brother), whom I've always been close with, recently started University nearby so she spent last weekend with us, hanging out, shopping, watching movies (The Bling Ring is so underwhelming, please don't bother) and encouraging me to buy a onesie (really!).
My gorgeous and oh so glam-'can you believe she's 50' Aunty Zak flew in from Marbella where she and her husband Chris live, to celebrate her 50th in Leeds with all her closest family and friends. And boy was it a Big Glam Greek 50th!
Please don't judge me... As much as I love experimental European films and conceptual art (I do), I need to wind down watching mind numbing escapist crap sometimes. What? No judgement remember.