|we stayed in the wicked Addams-y attic|
So I MAY have mentioned this before, but I really love the seaside. Ideally; cold, windy and British. Because, HELLO fish & chips, faded art-deco bingo halls, and charity shops! (...why am I not 74 yet?) Anyway, on Monday I went on a jaunt to the coast and found all of the above.
|bobble hat, pussybow and bombastic knitwear = repping the pensioner look|
charity shop finds. Am slowly amassing a collection of 1960s Cuban drug-dealer shirts