Needless to say, I am Terrible

I have absolutely no excuse for my dire blogging of late. And it seems I am not alone. Every time I check my reading list of blogs, it seems that everyone is apologising. Maybe it's the time of year. Maybe we are all lacking motivation. Maybe there is no inspiration. For me, I think I am just flippant at times.

But today - full on a belly of pancakes from last night - the sun is shining, my heart is beating, and I am feeling very motivated, and inspired. I'm hoping that later today I will actually find a new copy of ELLE, and settle down at Mum and Dad's with at least three cups of tea, one after the other.

Spring is definitely a contender for my favourite season. Flowers are in bloom, the sun peeks out almost every day, and there is a fresh burst of rejuvenation. In a couple of weeks I am making the dreaded move to London. Dreaded because I actually have no job there, just the optimistic thinking that I will for sure get one. I am sure it will happen. Sure. Sure. Sure.

In the meantime of a fashion week (all of them) round up, here are some pictures from when I was in London last week at InStyle (intern related blog coming up too). Seeing as I was a relative loner, please excuse pictures of the self shot, posing variety.

Ash x

Lunch and Grazia. 

Coat: Topshop, Best of British

Top: Meadham Kirchhoff for Topshop 

Dress: H&M

Boots: Kurt Geiger 

Dress: H&M

Jeans: Topshop

Boots: Toggi 

Chinese Steamed Bun, from Sunday Up Market. So good. 

All as before. Urban Outfitter's changing room. 

Man-like clothes I tried on. 

French Bakery. 

French Bakery. 

Delicious carrot cake. 

Macaroons. Mmmm. 

Giant cup of tea and lemon cake - the slice was SO big! 

Sweet little birdies.