On the 1st of Frocktober I started with a skirt,
because I had to travel for two hours to the beach and I was dressed to drive. So it was a Melbourne-designed skirt, not a frock (is that cheating?) which I wore to initiate the fundraising fun. The skirt’s a bit odd, but it’s comfortable!
Topped with a necklace given to me by a friend for my birthday. No heels today…practical pedal to the metal footwear. Well, not quite.
Just before sunset, we walked down to the beach. A bit breezy for frocks (brrr) but beautiful.
On the 2nd of Frocktober the maxidress came out of hiding.
It’s beachy! ish.
I still needed a cardi to keep me warm.
The boys played at the park and I watched. The only problem with wearing a frock at the playground is that you can’t join in and climb. At least, not very gracefully.
We walked back along the beach
before enjoying an icecream on the pier.
On the 3rd of Frocktober the sun was shining,
so I was able to wear a pretty little dress found in one of Melbourne’s lovely laneway boutiques.
The boys were in holiday mode after two nights away, so I sat on the deck and enjoyed my coffee and a little reading. Bliss.
Now, whether it was the influence of wearing my frivolous frock I do not know, but a walk along a lovely stretch of wild surf turned a reflection upside-down.
There you have it…three days of #Frocktober and 28 to go. Eeep! I’d really appreciate your encouragement – please consider making a donation to help fund research for an Ovarian Cancer early detection test.