Brighton Pier

(Dress: C/O Mrs Pomeranz , Sunglasses: Old (but similar here ), Shoes: Charlotte Olympia , Bag: Lulu Guinness ) It's no secret that I'm consistently in the throws of a wind swept (and fish 'n' chip scented) love affair with the great British seaside. With nearly every free weekend spent hopping on a train from London Bridge to the coast (yup, including this one coming up) - it's one of the only places that I don't mind having a complete bad hair day thanks to the sea breeze (unfortunately my barnet just can't do the cool 'windswept' thing) and suffering more than the occasional Marilyn moment whilst tip toeing along the pier, trying to avoid peeking in any...