Ok so I’ve hardly packed away my Summer clothes (actually when do I ever pack away my Summer clothes, I only have one wardrobe), but I’m already dreaming about sunny destinations. I’m not exactly sure of where this dream holiday home is, maybe IBIZA. Because that place gave me the worst post-holiday blues I’ve ever had. This house would be in the hills, away from the craziness but close enough to hop on a bicycle and cycle down to the beach for the day. A place to relax in the sun with a good book and some fresh fruit.
Industrial style metal chairs
Stonewashed white linens
A private pool surrounded by greenery