Coat: Top Shop
I feel like it’s been AGES since I did an outfit of the day post. It’s been at least a month. It’s hard to believe that I started this blog as a fashion blog and used to do outfit posts three or four times a week. How things change, eh?
Yesterday, I spent the afternoon with India. Naturally, we did what most bloggers do when they spend time together and took some outfit photos. I picked her up and we drove to Kirkstall Abbey – which is one of my favourite locations to take photos and to go running.
There were a few humans about though, so we looked around the Abbey ruins for somewhere to shoot photos where there was little life, we found a quite little section, which is apparently called the Abbots House.
Well, quiet apart from this man, he apparently loves my shoes. Or something:
Woo bloopers. So yes, India kindly took photos of me while the heels of my shoes slowly sank into the mud. You really have to just give zero fucks when you’re taking outfit photos, because people DO LOOK AT YOU. It never gets easier, does it?
After I was done, I took my heels off and got back into my flats. Because nobody can walk around Kirkstall Abbey with heels like that on, especially me, I totally almost fell a few times taking these photos. Then I took some photos of India’s outfit.
Afterwards, walked back to the car. We were going to Rosie’s diner to grab lunch and I thought I might want to blog it, like as bloggers do, so I put my stuff in the boot and went to grab my camera and one of my lenses to put in the front of the car to take in.
My 50mm lens had GONE. DOOM. GONE. I remember putting it on the wall in the Abbots house. I must not have picked it up. Dammit. So we had to walk ALL the way back. The lens wasn’t there, so we went to tell the man in the gift shop. Who totally overreacted and acted like I had told him I set fire to part of the Abbey, or killed someone. He insisted on coming to look with us and all I wanted to do is see if it had been handed in. But it got turned into this big search party and then he took a description of the lens. He was very panicky about the whole situation.
Feeling hopeful, I said to India: I BET IT’S IN MY SHOE. I was quite aware that there were many photographers there taking photos of the Abbey and if they saw a lens laying about, they might just think it’s their lucky day and pocket it. Also the way the gift shop man was acting made me suspicious. Empty your pockets, I said. Actually, that’s a lie, I didn’t say that at all. We left the Abbey feeling hopeful that this would not be the end of my relationship with my beloved 50mm lens.
We walked back to the car and I checked the boot of my car and luckily enough, it was in the shoes. HURRAH. KARMA HAD COME BACK TO MEEEE. I kind of felt like a dick because I had made India walk back with me just because I’m an idiot. But you know, extra steps on the Fitbit.
We then went to Rosie’s Diner where I had stuffed Jalopenos for starter, and a veggie hot dog with sweet potato fries, the serving sizes in Rosie’s are massive, so I couldn’t eat it all. The staff were really chipper, which is odd because when I’ve been before, service has been so slow. We had barely sat down before we had been asked if we want to order.
Overall, I had a good day and kind of felt like I actually won something because I found my lens!
Happy times 🙂