There is nothing more inspiring than a rainy day. The perfect excuse to hide away from the wet, woeful world and get lost in possibilities. So today, a particularly miserable looking Friday, I decided to turn off the glue gun and return back to the good old fashioned needle and thread. A few hours, Mr Olly Murs on repeat and the occasional pin prick later, here we have it; a new creation, a new wedding fascinator and a new style for the end of the year.
I don’t know if you’ve noticed (don’t worry if you haven’t, I have only just caught on myself) but i’m a bit of a fan of alliteration. And the letter F apparently. Sorry about that folks, I will look for a new flavour of the month and a new letter of the alphabet to fixate on. In the meantime, my spare moments have been filled with fiddly feathers (couldn’t resist!) rather than vocabulary and this is my first of a new wintery style fascinator. With feathers opposed to flowers and navy and black opposed to pink and purple I can quite confidently say I am a fan of this formal fedora and that from now I do promise to refrain from this obsession with the letter F….
