Er. Darlings, that day is not today. It's late, and I haven't the time to edit the Pretty fashion photos I had in mind. Besides, tonight I keep coming back to this unicorns-and-rainbows Smug Mummy photo:
|That navy bag - if you'll forgive the alias on there, Master P finds it helpful in throwing off the paparazzi - is from one of my favoritest (which should be a word) Invisible Internet Friends, HRH Preppy Princess.|
To me, this is the very picture of summer I'd envisioned as a hopeful mom-to-be way back when. This photo captures a mom & boy - or their personalized totes, at least - in the faithful Trophy Wife Wagon, en route to a new friend's house to swim & while away the afternoon with some other new Smug Mummies and their own wee babes.
I'm a little sunburnt. The bags now smell of chlorine and spilled sunscreen. Master P is fast asleep after collapsing in an exhausted, happy heap at bedtime. And with that, all is right with my summer world.