Summer to me means dances on the beach, salty sun kissed skin, seagulls circling to steal freshly cooked fries, mopeds and the sound and smell of a 2 stroke engine, old corked backgammon boards, fog horns, flowering privet, minty beachcombers, night swimming and LOBSTER.
So IF you have a friend with a willing house, take-your-breath-away view, enough curious turquoise wicker to transform the lawn into a worthy wicker-art exhibition,
Enough chairs and tables so that you only sit on someone's lap if you so choose...
A bar with the usual suspects,
Enough geraniums to make you swoon,
You should have a lobster dinner.
(not JUST because these summery treats are so darn cheap right now!)
Insert our willing host, organizer and dapper dresser, Robert REDD
Add some friends for the turquoise wicker...
And some fabulous legs to distract the boys...
Enough women to make your host willing to entertain again, and again, and AGAIN...
AND Lobster for all.
And if you weren't so distracted by the view, the wicker and the lobster, you might even catch a glimpse of this beauty - wicker, tassels and all.
-Inspiration for my Next Dress,
Bradley.
Bradley.
