Lately I’ve been craving hosting the girliest of dinner parties. Preferably in a gorgeous backyard garden, with antique patio furniture and dishware, and chandeliers hung over the table. An open field, and vintage bird cages hanging from old apple trees would work too. Either way, these images reflect my day dreams, which have been all the more frequent as I’ve been bogged down with a broken foot (and a cancelled trip to Paris as a result!).