LAZY SUNDAY BRUNCH.

This morning I got up, slapped some make-up on and ran outside to take some outfit snaps before the heavens opened (again). Oh, January how I love you.Needless to say I was ruddy freezing and decided after setting my camera up that being inside was definitely a better option. I then had a thought that my general day to day happenings are rarely documented on my blog and I figured it might be nice to just share a snippet of my weekend with you, because y'know, we're friends and all that.On Thursday evening Daniel promised to get up bright and early with me on the Friday - as I had work and he did not...jammy git. With this promise he included making me french toast (or eggy bread as we like to call it) and I have to say it was the best way I've started a workday week in a long while. This has clearly led on to a real obsession with said bread, and naturally I've had it each morning since.Fresh orange juice, bacon, brown sauce, a cup of rosy lee (i.e. tea in my new favourite mug, that's from Next btw), and french toast - what better way to relax on a Sunday? Especially when your boyfriend makes it for you!