Blue bardot off the shoulder dress and walking with dinosaurs

British Summer Time came, smiled, and then waved goodbye for another year. I wish I was joking, but this is typical British weather. In the mere days of heat and sunshine we had the other week, I decided to make the most of it by heading out for walks aplenty. My favourite find in London had to be Crystal Palace Park which has DINOSAURS. Yes, dinosaurs. I mean, how have I lived in this city this long and not known about this park?! It just shows that being native to a country or city means nothing. You may feel like you've exhausted everything there is to see and do... but it's never the case.

I went to this park as part of my extended weekend / birthday celebrations and saw this rare slither of nice weather as the perfect opportunity to wear my new off the shoulder dress, which has been hanging in my wardrobe for a while now, waiting for the sun to make its annual appearance. Being a looser fitting dress, it skims over all your lumps and bumps, but at the same time without making you resemble a sack of potatoes. Which is always good. It was one of the most comfortable dresses I've worn in a long time, and I now urge the weather to go back to how it was, so I can wear again and again!

Dress - Forever 21 - (now sold out)

Crystal Palace Park has these curious sculptures - some of which date back to the 1800's. 

The best models are the earlier creations - the ones which have stood the test of time, and are starting to merge with nature

Some were fairly convincing

Others were not so convincing...

The newly restored iguanodon stuck out like a sore thumb and was comical in comparison with its super white teeth, claws and whites of its eyes. There were other creatures there too besides the dinosaurs

It was a hot day filled with lots of walking and photography. I watched ducklings splash clumsily in the water, yearning to feel the water against my skin to cool down, but settling for ice cream instead, which did the job equally well. We came up too short on coins for the ice cream, but the lovely lady at the shop located within the park handed us the ice creams anyway and waved us off with a smile. I am still really touched by her kindness. We sat underneath these beautiful trees, slightly curved inwards like an archway, until every last drop of ice cream was licked away.

With my Mr Whippy and flake all gobbled up savoured, we continued with our circuit of the park, snapping away because the lighting was amazing for photography that day.

So the moral of this story? Just because you've lived somewhere your whole life, or for considerable years of said life, never assume that you know the place inside out. There is always so much more to see and do. Live, explore, seek the unknown.