At Home With-the-Love's.

Good-Morning Internet.

I should probably be in bed around about now. But for some typically, baffling, Raphaella reason; one crazy old cog, in that miniscule old mind of mine, thought it be a totally spiffing idea, to start tie-dying hot pants, in a not-so subtle pigmentation of Bahama Blue, at approximately 23.45 on a lonesome Summers Saturday-night, this June.

I read the 'Dylon for dummies' mini manual, with painstaking precision to detail, and in not one line, does it mention, performing such a procedure in a padded cell. My kitchen now rather resembles that of a Smurf's breeding ground, and the said shorts, have developed into a sad looking shade of  Navel Submarine. Thus... I fully intend to take some serious funky-town, legal action. :)

Now, whilst slurping Cola's in the afternoon rain, with my good friend Jay Mawson yesterday, I kinda came to the realisation, that the McNamara ship, aint so water tight. I’m running around 12years behind on the blogging front, I know that for sure. But how did the devil did I manage to keep these little homely number, under the covers since March! 

Like seriously though, where exactly did that fecking time go?!

 

 

Photography: Jay Mawson

Model: Raphaella

Well its almost 2:30am and theres some serious Peppermint tea to be downed and overpriced potions to be slapped on my face. 

Night yall.

WithLove and yawns... Raphaella McNamara x