Thursday, 23 February 2017

The politics of weekend dressing...

The politics of weekend dressing can be a hard one to get right.
There’s a lot to consider. After a week of office appropriate dressing, it’s only natural to want to dig out your bells and whistles in time for the weekend. But, allowing yourself to be completely motivated by the idea of impractical “why not” dressing can sometimes lead to disastrous consequences. Especially, when you find yourself tottering to brunch in a pair of heels and white trousers on a rainy Sunday morning in the middle of February…
Believe me, I’ve been there. But after too many weekends that have been completely ruined by my stubborn refusal to wear a coat, or sensible shoes, I’ve decided enough is enough. It’s time to master the art of practical dressing.
Last weekend, Ben took me for some lunch in Chester as a post-Valentine’s day treat and I decided that this would be the perfect opportunity to take my new found practical outlook for a spin.

In the process of this grand epiphany, I managed to convince myself that in order to adopt the laws of practical dressing, I was going to need to buy some practical clothes.

It was a relatively mild day, but I knew I’d be walking around for a while so I decided to go with some well-thought out layers. I chose a loose fitting frock coat from Zara, a cosy navy jumper, a pair of my favourite black skinny jeans and some leather sock boots. And you know what? There wasn’t a goose pimple or sprained ankle in site.

But yes, even I admit – there’s still little chance of Bear Grylls calling me up to take part in his next arctic adventure just yet. It's a work in progress...
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