Before finding my home in Cornwall I lived for many years in Birmingham. It’s where I grew up, where almost all my early memories are based; where traditions and rituals were formed. It’s why my idea of Christmas is almost always rooted (just a little) in the city. Like Dickens’ London, I see snow-covered roof tops, bushy wreathes on shiny black doors and Narnia-esque streetlights. For me it’s about wet shiny cobbles, trips to the theatre and late nights in the Frankfurt Christmas Market. It was for all these over-romanticized reasons (and more) that I was excited to visit Sarah in Bath. I love Cornwall like few other places, but there’s something magic about the buzz of the city in this season.
During my stay, it’s fair to say we dabbled in one another’s wardrobes more than a little – but then dress-up always was my favourite game! Whilst I’m dark and olivey, Sarah is fair and Celtic and fae. Still despite colouring differences, her wardrobe of floating floral fabrics and cosy-chunky knits gave me plenty to play with. And whilst I won’t be dabbling in dusty pinks anytime soon, this ethereal white number (as modeled by her here) although much looser than most dresses I’d go for, was a lot of fun to swish around town in!
Admittedly this outfit was perhaps a little too similar to my usual ensembles to really be considered a style swap. But then again, I’m just not sure how elfin I’m ever gonna look – floaty dress or no floaty dress. That said, I seriously doubt this’ll be the last style swap you’ll see from us…