Jumpsuits

I really want a jumpsuit. They are easy (no faffing about with tops and bottoms, and matching things and all sorts). They look smart, and there are lots of lovely ones about at the moment.

Initially I had one concern - that they may look ever so slightly like a one-sey. And I do not want to be turning up for work in what looks like an oversize baby-gro.

Yet on contemplating this in the office, the consensus was not that it might look like toddler nightwear, but the resounding opinion was "you're too small".

At first I ignored this comment (it did come from a boy) but on further reflection, I think that putting my 5'2 1/2 frame into previously mentioned garment is most probably going to make me look

a. like i'm dressing up in my mother's clothes
b. ridiculous

And so any thoughts of the jumpsuit are to be temporarily put on hold. That is, until I find some seriously skyscraper shoes.

Countdown to Christmas: a present for me!

I have become a recent Ugg convert (see previous blog) and for the last two months the paw-like boots have been permanently attached to my feet. They are warm, and a boot is the ultimate winter footwear.

I was Christmas shopping the other day, and it was not going to plan. So I popped into a couple of shops for myself and suddenly I saw the Mecca for all shoe lovers - the perfect boot. Black suede, slouchy knee-high, and with an obscene spiky heel.

And suddenly my love for Uggs has dissipated. And they have been usurped for these beautiful, graceful, un-pawlike boots.

I have rediscovered my love for heels, and now, two days later, have forgotten any attraction I ever felt for Uggs.

Plus it is also really is nice to engage in conversations face to face, rather than face to chest.