I fell deeply in love with the ruined orangery at Gibside. The tall brick arches with the overgrown garden within was like something out of The Enchanted Castle – my favourite Edith Nesbit novel.
When you grow up in the tropics, snow is the most impossibly magical thing. As a child I used to pretend that the clattering chunks of early summer hail were soft, whispering snowflakes instead.
As November draws to a close, I must reluctantly bid goodbye to autumn. All the leaves have been blown off the trees now but I was just in time to capture them in their final, most striking blaze of glory before the end.
I’ve been wanting to capture the heather in bloom for years now, but magical as it is, it’s also ephemeral, fleeting. This year we finally caught it at its peak.
Here is something I’d been planning to do for years, and that’s using machine dye to give some of my old, damaged but still very loved clothes a new lease of life.
I’m a feminist and this is what I look like. I embrace femininity and softness and it’s my deeply held belief that equality can only be achieved through the empowerment of all women.
We’d been planning to get some photos of us as a family for the longest time, and Christmas presented us with the perfect opportunity.
It’s no secret that I have a particularly soft spot for dark florals in autumn. It might not be groundbreaking, but a classic is a classic.
Last week, I got the most beautiful Ace & Jig dress in the post and I’m just head over heels in love with it. This is the Faye dress from their SS19 collection.
I’d originally taken these photos for Instagram, but I felt like such a summer queen in this outfit, I thought I’d post them here as well!
Last weekend, we drove up to the Northumbria coast at Howick and took my new plus size wellies from The Wide Welly Company for a test run.
Autumn is almost here but I wanted to share the last summer look for the year before its time to cosy up in woolly jumpers and bobble hats.