Vintage Wrangler vest, vintage blouse and necklace, Topshop skirt, H&M bracelets.
Sunday took an unexpected turn when our usual lunching joint, Electric Brasserie, experienced technical difficulties, and could no longer provide for our rumbling stomachs. I suggested a minuscule detour to take advantage of the many authentic Italian eateries in our local vicinity. We munched on the perfect balsamic with rosemary bread, giant artichokes, lobster spaghetti, and sliced rare sirloin. The evening closed with a short pub visit with the dog, and a dose of guilty pleasure television. A perfect Sunday.
