Years they keep rolling

Next month would have marked our 7-year-anniversary. And here we are, with that clichéd 7-year-itch that no ointment could cure...

And my nephew - my beautiful, adorable, sweet, cuddly nephew just turned 6 years old. How that is even possible is beyond me. Where the hell did all those years go? Time just flies when you're waiting around for a proposal... For the first time in his whole life I'm faced with the daunting task of signing that birthday card all by myself.

How long before he grows out of the adorable, sweet and cuddly 6-year-old and becomes moody, loud and obnoxious 16-year-old? I soooo want to cherish the time before that happens. All my siblings are getting together in a couple of weeks for his birthday celebrations. And that, of course, is just another convenient excuse to do some shopping!

I decided to go for outdoorsy and active, but in a chic, country pursuits sort of way. With just the faintest hint of equestrian. So this is what I bought.

                                           

I'm going to combine it with skinny jeans and flat brown knee-length boots, Mulberry scarf and my Longchamp hobo bag. (The only occasion where I'd ever voluntarily be associated with a hobo, I'll tell you.)

             

Bearing in mind how my sister affectionately calls their neighbourhood "a slum", I just hope the neighbours appreciate my efforts to instill some class into their lives...