The last couple of days or so were ridiculously gorgeous so Michael and I went out in the mini. Most of you know it’s what I drive in New York. I tell you what though, the driving here doesn’t hold a candle to London. They (still) drive like bloody maniacs here. Plus the parking signs are so confusing which I’m convinced is a ploy for drivers to get tickets for improper parking.
Confession for you: speaking of maniacs, I drove on the wrong side of the road once, completely forgetting this isn’t England. You should’ve seen my face when I saw on-coming traffic. Wised up fast after that.
ps. Better pictures of the dress soon. It’s a top so I got the largest size and wore a slip and cycling shorts under it.