Wednesday, 3 February 2010
I'm a woman of my word... when I said I had a hunch of matching this thrifted union jack belt with floral, I only blimmin' well did it.
My union jack belt has left me feeling rather patriotic today, but I have to admit to being a useless patriot. I had one of those moments when for some reason I was adament our queen was called Margaret. What? Margaret? And you know that feeling when you are so convinced of something and argue your case only to suddenly realise you are a complete imbecile and shouldn't really be allowed out of the house unaccompanied.
Honestly, what was I thinking... Margaret... everyone knows she's called Vera.