Today I’m wearing: The Dress; navy blue woolly tights; brogues; my belt; bottle green shirt from Gap; Zara cardigan that I did buy from a Zara shop, not a market stall or a charity shop. It was in the sale though.
Tomorrow is the last time I shall wear my dress. I am happy about this, although I think I’ll miss it. But my legs are chilly a lot of the time, and this isn’t my favourite thing. I’m already planning what I’ll wear on Friday, and taking great pleasure in my trouser fantasies. Oh, to have clothed legs.
Today has been a day of study; I have a presentation on ‘Antony and Cleopatra’ and ‘All For Love’ on Friday and I’ve been trying to write something witty and erudite all day. Trying being the operative word. Presentations terrify me and I will be so happy when its over. It’s also strangely exciting to think that it will be my last presentation of my (undergraduate) career. The relief will be bliss. I don’t have much to say on the topic of today’s study, except that Cleopatra was a bit of a one, wasn’t she? My gosh!
Today’s outfit was clash-tacular. It doesn’t look too bad, though, and a few people have commented on the shirt. It’s ‘vintage’ Gap (I bought it before first year) and my nan altered it for me. The cardigan was January sale fodder maybe three years ago, and I’ve just noticed that it’s rather holey. This makes me rather forlorn; it’s one of my favourites.