Mum said don't talk to strangers

They say you should never speak to strangers but in this case you should ignore that and let me speak to you. I know it's been a while since I've posted in vintage dahling but as they say all good things come to those who wait. So please don't dump me for it and instead take it as I'm playing hard to get to get you to fall for me again 😉. As a mid year resolution I promise to blog as much as I can over the rest of this year. I promise!

I'm going to try and continue the 'wear a piece of vintage' each day and generally discuss the highs an lows of my everyday life in the wittiest way I can.

So let's recap on what's happened since the last post.....quite a lot actually...

1. Moved to Manchester (that's proper North to those reading this in London).

2. Turned 30...and then 31.

3. Joined Tinder (it works).

4. Had a lifestyle change (I no longer take four trains to work)

6. Keep Richard Branson in tropical islands.

All of the above will be revealed over the next while so keep looking out for my posts...it'll be worth the wait. 

Onto today's proceedings...I wore matching shorts and kimono bought from

ASOS. I'm pretty much obsessed with co-ords at the moment and at the last count they totalled to 6! Hello my name is Laura and I'm a co-ordinateo'holic! I just bloody love 'em...here's what today's looked like...

Note the London landscape necklace from a the jewellery designer Mona Mara. I may not be in London but it'll always be close to my heart. All together now...maybe it's because I'm a Londoner that I love London Town!!!! Apples and pears, Barnet fair and all that! 

It's travelling to my birth place that keeps Richard Branson in tropical islands and I cannot wait to tell you all about the quiet carriage on Friday. It's the one place where the scary beast inside me rears it's ugly head and tells people off for talking/using their mobile phone/laughing and just generally breathing. N.B Never ever ever ever ever travel with me in the quiet carriage. You'll end up chucking me out at Stoke on Trent with just a BLT and bottle of water to survive. Please don't do that to me...let me have a bottle of wine instead.

I shall fill you in on that dear reader when I board Rich's money making train come Friday. He owes me big time.

Now I'm 31 my idea of a good night is a glass of the good stuff and a good drama on Itv all whilst wearing my Pj and Duncan's. So I'm off to watch 'The Widower' (I thought I had bad luck with the fella's - this bloke is off the Richter scale). So if you are planning of joining me in watching said drama then do enjoy but just remember never never trust a man who enjoys wearing 3 quarter length trousers for fun because you'll end up in a car drugged up to your eyeballs!

Enjoy...xxx