Welcoming the first day of Spring I am torn. On the one hand I am so done with Winter, I want to be able to leave the house without a coat and wait for the bus without losing the sensation in my fingers.
I also want to wake up in daylight, not in the pitch black feeling like some mole underground – except even the animals are smarter than us because they hibernate all winter damn it.
Plus I really want to start being able to wear white jeans all the time because they confuse people whilst making my legs look fab, so that’s something.
However I will truly be sad at the passing of the season for the turtleneck. We all know how fickle and fleeting fashion is, and I’m deeply concerned that by the time the mercury next drops, turtlenecks will have been reinstated to their position as hideous item of the century and I shall have to wear mine in the privacy of my bedroom whilst watching Netflix and eating porridge.
So for now here’s the compromise – both at once (whilst remaining firmly inside where there is heating).