My days are all messed up. It’s the second day of fashion week, but it is in fact the weekend, so Saturday feels like Tuesday, but it’s also masquerading as Thursday – on this, the forth day of my challenge.
Despite setting my alarm for 7am on a Saturday, I knew exactly what I was wearing so I felt good this morning; the kind of good where your street feels like a catwalk. Casually strutting off to the showrooms, little did I know a day of wardrobe malfunctions would follow. First my tights laddered less than 30 minutes in, then I bent over and a designer politely informed me that this raincoat I’m wearing as a dress has a rather high vent. So I’m down to five (appropriate) items to get me through the next six weeks…at least I’m prepared with a rainproof option if March brings spring showers.
©Photograph Reclaimed Woman