Summer vest with leaves

Leaf vest Pauw 1
It is so true that you can only really see what your outfit is like AFTER YOU HAVE TAKEN A PHOTO.
This time it not only showed me that the bag was too matchy/matchy (= not good in most cases… as in this case). It also showed me that the colour of the bag is far too severe with this white skirt. That did not show in the mirror. View Post

Yellow ochre trousers

After my trip to Paris, my husband (Ron) surprised me again with a gift. His current assignment involves a shop where they sell clothes by Dutch designers. And he spotted these yellow ochre trousers which, in his opinion, were super. Wouldn’t I look great in them?

I disputed that I already had similar yellow trousers. He replied they were nothing like it. Then I argued that it was nonsense to add another pair of yellow trousers to the vast pile of clothes that I already own. I actually heard myself say: “Do I really need these trousers?” Furthermore I could only think of the green jacket, to combine with the new trousers. Nothing else.
“Not to worry”, Ron said, “we will go to the department store and check out whether they have another top.”
My reply:
“Isn’t that a bit strange? To try and find something to match a piece of clothing you are already in doubt over because it seems superfluous?” Ron chuckled he had never hear me use this argument before.

Now stop…..! You will have to agree that the casting in such conversation is rather unusual. Most of the times it is the other way around.

I was still in doubt and felt a bit strange but decided that if your husband loves to see you in it, it is worth keeping.

Boy, was he right…. I don’t know what you think of it, but a lot of people in The Netherlands like it. A lot.
With another warm Thank You to “my man” for styling me. (Such a pity his assignment ends before the start of the Autumn collection hahaha.)

Above and the two below: at the office. 

My hairdresser did not understand me when I said “don’t cut the fringe too short”….
I hate a short fringe.

Below: a few extra photos taken in our garden. With a new fence…YEAH. 

Below: with cat Sophie (after Sophie Tucker). 

Below: the material of the trousers are like little buttonholes, with another layer of yellow cotton underneath.

We never found another top to match these trousers, but I am sure I will find something in my closet. Don’t you agree?
PS.. linking up to other 40+ bloggers at Visible monday.

White boyfriend jeans with two jackets: green and black&white

Anja is back in The Netherlands, and I can often twist her arm to take photographs of me. Which makes nicer pictures than me and my remote in the garden. Also…. if you smile at a human being, your smile is much more real than when you smile at a fence (behind the camera). Sometimes my husband pulls funny faces to make me laugh but I can never use those photographs as I look like a (laughing) hyena on them.

This time we went to a pub called The coat of arms of Kennemerland, referring to the district we are in. But everybody calls it: The stinking bucket. No idea why; we couldn’t smell anything.

At the side of the pub there is a lovely terrace with a view over pastures with a small forest at the end.
This day the sun decided to come out. How lucky can you get!! We are now at the end of May and still have not seen more than 3 days of warmth and sunshine in this country. Everybody is moaning.

I hesitated whether I should only use the photos with the green jacket and save the ones with the black&white jacket for another post. However, I have already planned another article with these boyfriend jeans as we shot many different combinations. (You can have too much of a good thing. Or not?)
Besides you already saw the black&white jacket last Tuesday in my Paris article, combined with my boyfriend jeans and brogues.
The jackets and shoes were easily changed without upsetting the other guests on the terrace. Changing trousers or top would have been a different story haha.




Although sunny… also windy.


My green bag, bought in Rome last year. A bit of a different green, but I decided it was OK.
Below: black and white jacket buttoned up and with the sleeves left long:
Below: buttoned up and with the sleeves scrunched:



Below: unbuttoned with the sleeves scrunched:



Below and above: my lovey red shopper, also bought in Rome last year.
Both jackets are by Irie Wash, apparently a French make. You just bung it in the washing machine, hang it up to dry and voilà…. ready to wear.