Emma Hoareau

Emma Hoareau
October 7, 2013




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(Zara jumper, & Other Stories leather skirt, Hobbs boots)
Getting ‘out of town’ as they say- and heading back to Oxford for the weekend was exactly what 
I needed. A quieter time for two days: cycling, sunshine and taking time to do nothing. I find in 
that in London doing ‘nothing’ means lying in bed hiding under your duvet pretending there is 
nothing else you could be doing until you finally talk yourself into going to that market you 
said you were going to finally go to this weekend. Although that’s relaxing, you always feel 
like there’s ‘something’ you should be doing when doing ‘nothing’.