I can do it
The weather's turned cooler and I fear autumn's already on its way. I've already noticed something of a change in the way I've been dressing over the summer compared to previous years – more trousers, fewer skirts. Most of my favourite summer skirts are fitted, and somehow it made sense last year to put them on to go into Bath and sit in an office chair, but not to come downstairs and sit in my own comfy chair this year. And now I'm looking at my winter wardrobe and wondering how much wear I'm actually going to get out of all my shift dresses, which are usually my winter staples. I'll probably just swap my linen trousers for tweed ones, though my nantastic pleated woolly skirts could come back into favour.
At this rate I'll end up with a wardrobe akin to a 1930s housewife's: something practical for chores and working at home, something smarter for when I leave the house and can see people, and something incredibly glamorous for the rare occasions when we go out. I never saw the point in all those outfit changes till I got stuck at home all the time.
Ziggy has also decided to go informal: he's lost yet another collar and is running around naked. Has your style shifted much during lockdown?