Finally some colour on my legs, although red, brown and green wasn't exactly what I was hoping for this summer.
A couple of months of rain and summer holidays filled with
trips to unfamiliar playgrounds and woods has left my legs covered in
bruises and insect bites. I have enjoyed my adventures with my young son: following trim trails and footpath signs, but I do feel like I am back at school when I look down at my shins.
Our lack of sunshine has left my legs distinctly moon-kissed as they have hardly had much exposure to the elusive sun. I don't mind that so much. I'm content to be the colour I was born, but it is nice to wear skirts and shorts when I can. However, the added colour of bruises and fading bites is not exactly the sophisticated, well turned-out yummy mummy look I aspire to.
