Not Quite Tartan

Shortbread What to do when you’ve got about 10 minutes before your taxi picking you up for the airport arrives? An impromptu outfit shoot, if you’re anything like me. I may or may not have had Scotland in mind when I packed these checked trousers, due to their resemblance to a certain regional fabric. Miguel told me that I looked a bit like a packet of shortbread when I put them on, so I suppose I fulfilled my brief. This was back when having your ankles out was still an option. Those couple of days where we thought we could see a glimmer of Spring. Ha! The thermals are now back on, paired with plenty of layers and boots. Snow is wonderful in December,...