It’s as though the universe is working on a timer. The 1st of December rolls around, and suddenly it’s High Summer. It’s as though a switch is thrown, and people shift their attitudes and their lifestyles. The swimmers come out, it becomes socially acceptable to subsist off acai bowls, ice cream and smoothies, and everyone heads for a location where you can maximise the weather opportunities.
Who else has trouble relaxing at home in the clothes that they go out in? It can’t only be me. Jeans are too stiff, if I’ve ironed it to go out in then I’m definitely not comfortable flopping on the couch or cooking a meal in it, sometimes the waist is too tight, or the buttons annoy me… What does it boils down to? Unless I’m wearing pyjamas, sweat pants or a t-shirt that definitely belongs in the rag pile, I don’t feel 100% comfortable.
There is nothing that sends me into tailspin faster than someone telling me to dress casually for a dinner in summer. I think the go-to for most people when the dress code is “casual” is jeans, but when it’s as balmy as it was a little earlier this year, that’s the last thing you feel like putting on.
You all know how passionate I am about colours, and when you see something like the outfit I’m wearing in today’s post, is it any wonder why? How could you possibly wear an outfit that looks like it was woven from sunshine and marigolds, and not be happy?
Summer is usually my favourite season. Long days, more ice cream, time with my family and Christmas mean I spend most of the rest of the year looking forward to it.
I am constantly reading things about how uncomfortable women find bras, and how fantastic it is when you’re home alone and can go without one. Personally, I’ve never had such an issue with my underwear… but can we talk about how uncomfortable jeans can be? Denim just doesn’t want to go with the flow, and it’s impossible to relax in. Or how about fitted tops or dresses that are your food baby’s worst enemy? Or a pretty blouse that you know will crease the minute you sit down in it?
It must be said, I haven’t owned a backpack since my last day of school over 12 years ago. In the years since I’ve probably had Occassion to use every other type of bag known to man, but never a backpack.