Been feeling a little monochromatic lately, as I reach for anything and everything black, with the occasional splash of white here or there. Definitely not a reflection of my mood, which is still decidedly bubbly, rather than moody or sombre like my recent choices would otherwise suggest. I still can’t help but feel a little like I’m channelling Cher from Clueless everytime I wear this Lover skirt, which as far as I’m concerned, is certainly not a bad thing.
I’m looking forward to yet another three day weekend, as I head down to Queenstown tomorrow for Luke’s brother’s wedding, to which I promise I won’t commit the sin of wearing black (or white for that matter)! It’s my first time venturing any further south than Nelson so I must admit that I am pretty excited, not only for Luke’s brother and his fiance, but for the opportunity to get a small taste of the beautiful Queenstown, which I have heard so much about. On that note, I’m off to pack my bag, as it’s an early wake up call tomorrow morning!