The family are all currently very worried. Not about me. Rather about themselves. You see my husband and I went to look around a show home yesterday whilst out with the youngest on her bike and I just loved its minimalist look. The fact that it didn't have a stitch of furniture in it, or a picture on the wall, totally appealed to me. We don't have any plans to move but now everyone is worried that they, together with the rest of our possessions, are going to end up in a skip. The rate I'm going, they're not far wrong. I keep catching them glancing furtively at one another, wondering whose room I'm about to attack, complete with a black bin liner in hand.
Not that any of that has anything to do with the outfit that I wore to hit the shops yesterday to start the Christmas shopping. It was a spur of the moment thing, borne out of the realisation that it was probably the last weekend between now and Christmas that I would have a chance to do any shopping, so off I went.
I recall glancing in the mirror beforehand and thinking to myself that I really probably ought to wear a brighter jumper but I just ignored myself and got cracking because I'm really not a fan of busy shops. The lack of sleeves in my coat, whilst arguably slightly impractical, was actually really good when in the shops. It made my elbows sharper for a start. (Only joking, I'll leave that to those who braved the Isabel Marant launch in H&M last week. Having witnessed the Marni launch, I'm sure that they will have needed them!) Also there's something quite purposeful about striding out in a long coat. I felt that I meant business!
The outfit was made up of the navy Ella Panel jeans from Whistles (sorry, no longer on the site) a Zara sleeveless fur coat (ditto), Warehouse cable knit and KG boots.
Hope that you all had a good weekend - whether emptying your houses, shopping, both, or neither!
