Everyone knows about London’s winter chill, but no one ever warned me about the autumn one. Here we are it’s barely November and the other morning I woke up to read my phone telling me it was a frigid 0 degrees. I’m sorry what? No wonder I had a shock when I woke from a dream about balmy Hawaiian beaches to a very chilly bedroom.
I’m all a bit confused really. I mean I was in Milan the other weekend which is right near the alps but that was lovely sunshine and warm days [I wished I’d packed a t-shirt]. Then on the other hand I was in Edinburgh this weekend where there was a low of 2. I speak to my mum each morning in Australia where she is telling me what a lovely day it is and that it’s 30+ degrees. I get lulled into a false sense of security after our chats because I step outside here and get a bit of a fright.
Exhibit A – what I wish I was wearing. Shorts by Refuge, Top & Boots by River Island, Bangle by Marc Jacobs
Exhibit B – what I’m actually wearing plus a huge jacket. Knit by Trenery, Jeans by River Island, Boots by Bershka
Thank goodness there is a bit of a trade-off since Christmas is on its way and the city’s decorations have started to appear. I think I can handle the chill if it means having some snowy festive days, mulled wine, Hyde Park’s Winter Wonderland and roast feasts.
Photos by Krissie.