For as long as I can remember, even back in not-so-sunny London, my biggest wardrobe gap has been in summer tops. We've been having a warm start to Autumn after a shockingly cold few days, and I really wanted to wear my vintage cotton skirt with the bright blue flowers. I love this skirt; it's soft, floaty and quite long, falling well below my knees, which feels really quite elegant and even, dare I say it, grown up – something I've felt is missing from my summer 'drobe.
Of course, a skirt needs a top, and that's where I struggle a bit. The background colour is a warm cream, so white is out. I wore it with a cream top a few weeks ago but didn't fancy repeating it – not terrible or anything, but you know when you just don't love something? – and so I pulled out my ancient cream silk top with the navy polka dots, and then matched it with my navy tbar shoes. (So much for the grown up bit, then, but I do love those shoes!)
I've had this top for years, and used to get a lot of wear out of it, but Sunday I decided: it was done. Top be gone! Still, I'm glad I got a fun morning with it, blowy wind and all! I really liked Pomona. The decor was certainly a good start, with its vintage lady wall! We enjoyed good coffee and absolutely enormous breakfasts that had the cutest names – John's was called fox in socks, which wins me over even if I did accidentally call it foxy socks when I went up to pay. In keeping with my plans, I ordered a savoury breakfast too – no more food envy from me. And I enjoyed it, but I will admit I really wanted something sweet afterwards – I was just too full! Glad that floral skirt isn't too tight... Here's to out with the old, and in with the new! x