Gush Gush Gush!
I’m warning you now – brace yourself for seriously breathy accounts and photobombardment of my recent trip to Morocco making its way across the Atlantic to a screen near you. I’ll try and keep the tears of reminiscent joy and bewilderment from plopping into my keyboard as I recount my adventures of wining, dining and reclining in Marrakech and Essaouira.
I shall also try my best to make sense, though the fact that I have SO much to show you, the fact that I’m grappling to keep holding all my gushy ramblings and attempting to shove them down into succinct post shaped holes makes the task a tough one!
Lets just start with a nice outfit shall we? I can tell you simply, that I’m wearing a very fun Zoe Karssen T-shirt and some slinky orange trousers by French Connection that I’ve been waiting on wearing for approximately 1000 days. Turns out the sun doesn’t live in England, but it does in Morocco!
I felt very much the part in the slightly hareem fit of the trews and the bright hue which popped wonderfully against the green cacti and crops planted in the Hotel Fellah grounds in Marrakech. I even (kind of) matched my new friend the Doorman at the entrance, though he definitely wins in his epaulette blazer.
Slouchy orange trousers – French Connection / Fun Fun T-Shirt – Zoe Karssen / Orange sandals – New Look / Patterned bangle – Kate Spade (similar) / Print bag – Liberty / Rose gold watch – Swatch / Heart Ring – Me & Zena
Lot’s more Morrocanness to come! Thank you Kit for the photos and climbing perilously up ricketty tree house ladders in heels