“Don’t dress for the season, dress for the weather” were the wise words imparted to me by the lady who works on the returns counter in our M&S. She’s lovely and we have some great chats, all of which somehow seem to involve the size of her boobs – at her instigation, not mine. But in fairness they are noteworthy.
Anyway, I got to thinking how right she is. How cold, wet and windy will it have to get before I finally relent and put some socks and a winter coat on, like so many people that I saw today? The trouble is that somehow I just can’t bring myself to take that step backwards, which could quite possibly explain how it came to be that today I bought a white sun dress.
So this morning, rather than return to a full on winter coat, I opted for my Jigsaw coatigan (a less stylish name for a piece of clothing I cannot imagine).
Worn with a Topshop blouse which I reclaimed from our eldest’s wardrobe, GAP trousers and my Topshop shoes to which I appear to be surgically attached at the moment, I was sorted (other than in the playground at drop-off and pick-up when I was freezing). OK I’ll admit – maybe I should just go back to a winter coat.