Weather we've been having gets more and more unpredictable so our outings are thoughtfully planned to get us from place A to a place B in a quickest and uninterrupted of possible ways (sometimes through place C being our favourite store, sun or rain, whatever). Nadia's been alternating between her bike and scooter wheels which is surprising and thrilling at the same time that she hasn't forgotten her old sturdy friend having all the Disney princesses waiting for her in temporary reverie.
Oh my hair, it needs... something. A bit of colour, a lot of shine, some true loving. The original plan was to warm it up with milk chocolate (so long silver seedlings), trim the ends, treat with a nice rinse-off intensive mask and hope the result is kind. You'll be the first to know it really happened.
Remember the plant that was shockingly bullied by my friend's mum? The one that was trying to grow pretty and tall and all that with all its stem's strength? Yep, it's making its way up in record speed. I'm a good mum, pats on back welcome.
Sometimes this little heart gets sad, like making this face you want to kiss all over to make things look better and rock her in slow motion until it really does get better. I spot this moment when she gets all quiet and cuddly and says in a soft voice that her eyelashes are sad. My job is to make her skyscraper lashes highly satisfied. It's kind of my favourite job, you know.
Have a wonderful weekend, lovelies! x