There's a Caitlin Moran quote that I love, along the lines of 'when a woman says I have nothing to wear, what she really means is, there's nothing here for who I'm supposed to be today'. Amen.
This morning, between rather too much of a sleep-in, writing grocery lists, trying to read the paper, and allowing enough time for a latte before my volunteer shift at The Sydney Story Factory, I had a moment of panic. Where were my favourite jeans, was there enough time to iron a shirt, should I just wear my old charcoal sweater, did it really matter, and how come for all the clothes spilling out of my drawers did I not like anything?
Today I would have liked my life to be a little more Sessun. This dreamy French label has long been a favourite, and their recent collection has me swooning. Soft, feminine, detailed and textured, I'd happily take it all. * For the record, I found my jeans, and threw on my old charcoal sweater over a floral Karen Walker tank - seems to be working well enough.