IF FEBRUARY IS a transitional month to spring, then March is its realisation: the daffodils and warm breezes, cherry blossoms and forsythia let us know for certain that springtime is on its way. And while it may still be a little bit too cool to wear a trench coat just yet, we know that trench season is also on its way and we couldn't be happier to leave our giant puffy coats behind ...
. . . while evenings in the city may be spent in heels and cocktail dresses, weekends away in the country are laid-back in a quilted Barbour and a pair of wellies, and after the apple orchards and pumpkin patches, the golden fields of wheat and rustling yellow leaves, a perfect afternoon for an autumn picnic for two . . .
A little slow with the updates, this week, I know–(sometimes there are not enough hours in a day). When I’m feeling a little overwhelmed, I think about donning my wellies à la Kate Moss at Glastonbury, or Marina Hanbury (although I probably wouldn’t wear them with a see-through evening gown) and head to the English countryside, the perfect place for repose . . .