After dabbling in the world of colour I felt it was time to return to my blacks and what better place
to show them but this little picnic spot , named Native Point, by the Tamar River.
A quiet spot for contemplation , at least on a Monday , wearing my recycled leather skirt , Trippen shoes and an Issey Miyake Pleats Please jacket. The joy of all black , a combination of shapes and
textures becomes so much more apparent .
I do love a garment that is as good going as coming and the double rows of fringe on this Issey Miyake Pleats Please jacket fits the bill to perfection. I had always admired from afar, these garments
definately not seen in my neck of the words , so when I spied this one in a recycled clothing store in Paris I knew it had to be mine and as they say the rest is history.
Blowing in the wind, after playing with shorter , darker hair I am growing my hair a little longer and
have returned to colouring my own hair . My experiment with naturally going grey was a non event due to a lack of grey so I will continue this path until Mother Nature is ready to take over.
Joining Patti for Visible Monday
Jess for Turning Heads Tuesday
and Catherine at Not Dressed as Lamb