I can't really think of a better place to have spent one of the hottest days of the year so far on a rooftop terrace at Wimbledon. On Wednesday Suzie and I made our way through the (understandably sweaty) crowds to spend the day taking in some tennis. This was my second time at Wimbledon after last year's trip and I loved it even more. There's just something so British about sitting on Centre Court, Pimm's in hand cheering along with 15,000 people as a game reaches Match Point.
I don't think I've ever been as in love with an item of clothing as I am with this Topshop dress. White, floaty, crochet gorgeousness that I want to wear all day, every day. I also picked up a pair of the gladiator Heaven sandals on a whim during a last minute panic buy and ended up loving them just as much as well. They really are the comfiest sandals I own (of course, my grandma brain would go straight to wearability) although even after one day out in the Sun I've noticed some odd tan lines appearing across my feet!
It was a sad moment when we finally decided to leave - although we headed straight for Franco Manca and some Sourdough pizza goodness. Hopefully I'll be back again soon but until then I'll be watching Paul Bettany & Kirsten Dunst's version of Wimbledon on repeat - hands up, who else loves that film!?