Beach Life. Slashed Jeans.


There’s a little beach only a short walk from home.

It’s a walk signposted by flower filled planter boxes and topiary trees.

And whimsical store fronts dressed in glittery fringes and colourful china.

You never know who or what you’ll find on display.

It always surprises me that a beach this clean and accessible is as quiet is it is.  People walk by, some others may sit on the benches that line the path that run along it but it’s never packed.  Perhaps the swimming and people watching isn’t as good as what’s on offer at Bondi Beach.

Not that I’m complaining.  I love the solitude and simplicity of ‘my’ beach.

Preschooler SSG loves this beach too.  He spent all of yesterday afternoon scurrying up and down it like a little two legged crab.

Seaweed needed to be rearranged, waves needed to be run away from and sand angels needed to be made on the beach itself.

Got accessorised by Preschooler SSG the morning on the way to breafkast.
Where we ate all the berries.

Love your work, DHL Express!  How thoughtful of you to deliver on public holiday Mondays.

These are my new Citizens in the Agnes cut in the wash ‘Straight Up’.  I straight up love them.  The slashes don’t look as ‘young’ as I feared they would.

If it’s a long weekend Monday where you are right now, I hope it’s behaving exactly as it should be towards you.


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