Here I am at Market (day 2 of 3)
Market is an exquisite kind of pain. It’s ostensibly a fashion outlet, yet there are so many retina-searing outfits you honestly question what it is that you do.
For example, I saw a pink plaid jumper and a pair of silver pants made from paper. Kill me now.
I try to bring a bit of cool to the long weekend, without being uncomfortable.
Here I am wearing three necklaces, an AA tee, Richard Chai green cardi, Dolce blazer and Alice tiered skirt.
I am writing this at the end of the three day fest. I had a bit of wine at the end, which is soothing my frazzled nerves.
Three weeks without a weekend off… wonder how much longer I can go….