The soundtrack of the moment is the Velvet Underground. The baby is sleeping in her buggy.
A lot has happened since my last post: birth, relationship breakdown, relocation, move to London, and First Birthday.
Still working on the Partner Look, or at least a consistent colour palette. Constance's wardrobe is far larger than mine and I often find her look outshines my own but I guess that's part of raising a girl; accepting that she is destined to be greater than I. At least that's what I'm aiming for and until she can actually walk and talk, it seems as if her style is a good place to start. Her brain is a work in progress so more on that later.
Today is a grey marl day.
