1//2//3//4//5//6//7//10//11 H&M
8//Miss Selfridge
9//12//Topshop

This time in two weeks I'll be enjoying near-30-degree heat in Rovinj, Croatia. I've wanted to go for years, so it's safe to say this is a highly anticipated (and much-needed) break.
For once in my life I've attempted a space-saving capsule wardrobe - the week will be spent on the beach, visiting Venice by ferry and sightseeing; comfort is paramount.
The polish is Topshop's limited edition Moonshine rose gold. It looked ace at a wedding I went to last week, where I completely forgot to take any pictures, so an outfit post will come in the form of spreading clothes on my bed at some point.
In other news, how well is H&M doing at the moment? I can't stop spending in there. I won't go into their ridiculous delivery policy of courier only, and no option to choose an address other than your billing address. That will completely put me off shopping online with them in the future, but the online selection has exploded since its pitiful launch last year. Ah, seems I did go into it.

Sunday had his hat on

How tacktastic are these sunnies from American Retro? I'd never set foot in there until Sunday, I always thought it was full of overpriced basics I couldn't afford, then Jon introduced me to the world of pug-mania and nonsense that lies inside, and now I love it!

We swung though Soho after a trip to the Tate Modern (I have membership through work) to see the Exposed exhibition. If I'd paid £8 for it, I'd have been disappointed, but as it's free to members I enjoyed the afternoon out and the highlight was by far the Nan Goldin slideshow The Ballad of Sexual Dependency.

I watched the whole 45 minutes, which is pretty rare for me in a gallery situation - usually nothing keeps my attention for that long, but this somewhat racy series of images was totally captivating. I was already a bit of a Nan fan, but this sealed the deal. I also love the work of french artist Sophie Calle, who featured towards the end of the exhibition. Anyone wanting to learn more about Sophie should get hold of her book Exquisite Pain.

It was an unexpectedly lovely day, so I busted out the jean shorts again as part of this ensemble.

Top - Topshop// Watch - Michael Korrs// Bracelet - H&M// Necklace - A stall in New York// Belt - Bankok weekend market// Jeans - Levi's vintage// Flip-flops - Haviana

I'm never sure about the loose top tucked, as it definitely makes me look stocky (my waist is the only damn slim bit on me, and it's totally hidden) but this is the first outfit I've been really happy with for yonks. Sorry about the shit photo, Jon wouldn't play ball. Some bloggers have boyfriends who do thrice-weekly latte-sipping photoshoots across LA, mine whined at taking one quick photo - ONE! Note to self - trade him in for a tripod.

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Cringe

Agh... here goes, my first outfit post. It's scary putting yourself out there on the internets, especially after roping in my poor mate to take a million pics before I realised I wasn't going to like any of them, whatever she did.

So, the run down, top to bottom: Necklace - old ASOS; dress - River Island (It's not actually as wide as it -- or I -- look in th picture, the 'Tyra booty tooch' I was attempting distorted the whole darn thang!); jacket - vintage Earl jeans; cuff - h and m; bracelet - gift; ring - random jewellry shop in Greece; sandals - Topshop.

Phew, I will now crawl into a cave and be embarrassed about uploading pictures of myself onto the internet... oh, and apologies for the return of the shiny head and general dog's dinnerness of this whole thing... I'd just got back from Oxford Street, and it was 10pm.