I spent Saturday evening soaking up birthday love from all my family & friends. I did so in a special blue floral number handed down from my lovely Aunt. She recalls wearing it to a number of charity functions in the late 1970's. I can imagine her swanning around with Farrah Fawcett style hair, snacking on cheese and pineapple whilst drinking Harvey Wallbangers. My personal touch came with a vintage gold bow buckle belt (overpriced - to the value of one weeks' rent therefore deserving its very own post later in the week). My £12 thrifted shoes caused an extreme amount of discomfort but the abundance of French Martinis and Moet that were lined up in front of me seemed to dull the pain. Here's a selection of my favourite shots taken by a variety of people I love - the person behind the lens is often what I think makes the picture so special. Happy birthday to me in my pretty frock.