My mum buys me the best presents in the world. She has the best taste not just for her own look, but knows what I’m into as well. This gorgeous dress was one of my birthday presents yesterday. I’d lusted after it when I saw it online, bought it, agonised over it, and finally returned it because it was a bit expensive / I wasn’t sure if it really fitted (paranoia). So imagine my glee when I was presented with it yesterday, my mum not even knowing I’d wanted it, let alone bought it. Good old ma. I decided it did fit, and wore it to have a few people over for an impromptu Pimms & meat & cake gathering in the garden last night.
Dress : Topshop
Tights : Marks & Spencer
Shoes : Evans
Necklace : Astley Clarke
Face – same as ever, cheeks BeneFit Bella Bamba, eyes using Sisley Phyto Eyes palette, lips Revlon matte lipstick in Stormy Pink.
(photos by Beth John)
(it’s not a B for Bethany, it’s a figure 8. When I was little, I thought eight was the biggest/best number and would express my love in terms of eight. ‘I love you eight’ seemed a reasonable and accurate declaration of affections to my tiny brain. Now I’m older, I still love the number eight for being not only even but symmetrical. Perfect. Another wonderfully well-chosen birthday present from my parents.)
This entry was brought to you by the number eight.