We decided to take a spontaneous trip to the beach tonight and I thought, what better time is there to wear my beloved Cath Kidston beach dress. We’re pretty lucky where we live as we can hop in the car and be at the beach in half an hour with the sand between our toes. Dave and I were actually talking about this on the way – Norfolk is blessed with some of the most beautiful beaches stretched out all along the coastline. There are so many to choose from – from Cromer Pier with some of the best fish & chips, to the beautiful and seemingly endless sand dunes at Holkham to the instagram-worthy beach huts dotted along the beach front at Wells-next-the-sea.
Today has been an absolute scorcher – our British summer has finally arrived. Although the beach isn’t always the ideal destination when the temperature rises: too many children, dogs, rogue sand castle buckets and spades and the miles of walking just to guarantee a little solitude without footballs and cricket balls coming at you from all angles. But it’s the sea breeze that really gets me and the feeling that those weights sitting uncomfortably on your shoulders, metaphorically speaking of course, feel instantly lifted when you arrive and see that distant horizon. For often, it doesn’t really matter how busy the beach is, just being there is enough to while away those worries and many hours.
I couldn’t resist a few pictures with the colourful beach huts in the background – instantly nostalgic and forever synonymous with Wells, I dream of owning one and painting it blue and white one day.
Armed with my Katie Loxton clutch – aptly embossed with Beautiful Dreamer in gold. I picked up this wonderful straw hat and sunglasses in a charity shop over the weekend for only £2 and £1 respectively. I’ve always wanted a decent straw hat but never found one I liked, I think this one just needs a little ribbon. Red Gingham perhaps?