So me and Arsema were out looking for a greasy spoon to eat in a few days ago and stumbled across this cafe. Not quite greasy enough for my taste but what can you do??!!
Well we snapped away as usual, or Arsema snapped whilst I sat looking uncomfortable as the waiter stared at us in fascination. Then we walked home. All very exciting... Witness the magical day here...
- Barbour jacket- my friend's, thrifted
- Black skinny jeans- Dorothy Perkins
- Boots- Primarni
- Glasses- Claire's Accesories
- Bag- Primarni
- Lipstick- MAC
Toodles to you bitches xx
(P.S. Title = Lyrics to 'Skinny Genes' by Eliza Doolittle)
