Topshop top, boots, and blazer, River Island leather shorts, Asos knit socks.
The boy and I often avert responsibilities in favour of impromptu date nights. Our impulsive personalities always crave a break, so on this particular night, when we should have been surrounded by cardboard boxes and piles of belongings, our rumbling appetites took us towards the snowy streets for champagne and dinner. Luckily a million delicious restaurants sit on our doorstep, so making sure the diversion takes a minimum of two hours is simple. We split the night into two venues, just to keep things interesting. Appetizers and aperitifs were devoured at The Commander where we took full advantage of their varied fresh seafood bar, crisp champagne, and delicious fresh garlic bread. After bracing ourselves to re-enter the arctic cold, we rushed a few steps away to Hereford Road where we feasted on traditional British game and delectable chardonnay. Restaurants are far more cozy in winter months, when you are tempted to coerce a meal to last for hours rather than brave the chilly outdoors. We may attempt another round tonight.
P.S. Don’t worry, I had the hugest coat on over this…but the few minutes when these two snaps were taken almost caused me to die!
