We’ve all seen the hashtag – #fashionbloggerproblems. It’s tongue in cheek, but seriously, sometimes it does feel like nature is conspiring against us when we set out to take outfit photos. Take these shots from Place de la Republique, for example, taken before I met to of my London girls, Sherin and Marin, for lunch at NOCTUdine. It was raining, albeit just lightly, when I stepped outside, so my hair fell instantly flat. But I really liked my outfit; I was committed to having it captured in photos, so I marched on, reasoning that my hair can’t always be perfect. The rain stopped quickly enough, and the sky was even starting to turn blue by the time we reached our destination – it blew in quickly, along with gusting wind that practically carried me away. My hair didn’t stand a chance. The fact that it is not standing straight up under control in these shots is simply a testament to how many we had to take to get it right. But I guess you can’t win them all – happy Friday, my darlings!