Shirt: from Rome, Pants: Gap, Shoes: Dorothy Perkins, Earrings: Gifted

A breeezyyyyy day again. And not the kind of breeze that makes you look like a glamorous Hollywood star throwing her hair about. Nope. A windy day that tousles your hair making it messy and horrible-looking. That's why you see me trying to control my hair in all the photos. Anyways, doesn't matter, I still love breezy days. They're rare in Bahrain. Note, I mentioned 'breezy' days. Not the sandstorm-causing really windy days. Though I admit, I kinda like those too.

On another note, I've had the craziest day. It really was a manic Monday, full of phone calls, meetings and appointments. I was trying to get the ball rolling for this Idea. And just when I was getting really frenzied, I spoke to someone that's been through what I'm going through, and she magnanimously offered to help me. It's relieving to know someone's been through what you have,  has survived, and is now enjoying it. If you're still wondering what it is, keep wondering. I'm not saying until I've done it. (Me, annoying? No, really?)