I have a bad fashion sense to begin with. I don’t know what goes with what, what fits flatter me, what colours look good on me… I’m basically a trainwreck when it comes to clothing. Sometimes I think I would have been better off, fashion-wise, living in the 1500s. You have one or two dresses (unless you’re rich) and basically everyone dresses kind of the same. Sure I’d have to deal with corsets and with, you know, the plague and everything, but at least I’d know what to wear!

When Summer gets here, and I don’t have to get dressed up for anything, whatever tenuous hold I had on fashion goes straight out the window. It’s sad, really. Sweatpants. Cut-off sweatpants. T-shirts. I did buy a couple of sun-dresses which are cute, and I’ve been wearing the heck out of them, but not because of their cuteness; because of the comfort factor. Plus not having to try to find a top that matches bottoms.

But now the Summer’s almost over. I’ve been looking at the clothes I have. They are causing me to panic. “What did I used to wear this with? What is this? Should I wear this with that?”…

I wonder if they’d mind me showing up on the first day in my bathrobe.