Stating the obvious but half-term was a wash out. In previous entries I have moaned about how the persistent rain has messed with my spring/summer wardrobe and that was at the beginning of May.
I'd like to believe that I am guided by the premise that fashion is essentially about wearing what makes you feel comfortable and confident.
When I have been faced with the possibly awkward situation of wearing the same get up as someone else, it can normally be brushed off with a simple "Clearly we both have good taste!" comment and made into a bonding experience as opposed to a polarising effect, with both fearing you will feature on "B*tch Stole My Look" on Joan River's Fashion Police.