Have you reached peak trainer yet? If you’re anything like me (busy, tired, yet somehow still have the vague desire to look slightly stylish even in the face of new baby-sleep deprivation and daily school-run drama’s) your answer is probably no.
When it comes for shopping for my four-year-old son’s clothes, it has to be said I’ve become something of a picky customer.
I’ll start this post off by being totally and completely upfront about something: I love a challenge. Big or small, simple or complex, predictable or utterly bonkers, it matters not. I just can’t say no.
So earlier this week when fellow Ladylander Clementine asked if I could help her find a replacement for her washing-machine ravaged jacket, which just happened to be her favourite (because that’s how the law of sod works), I just couldn’t decline.
Let’s be honest: there is a shocking abundance of frankly terrible bridesmaid dresses out there. Whether this is to do with the fact that brides either a) often lose their mind and seem to swerve drastically and surprisingly away from their usually impeccable good taste and sense of style towards something they wouldn’t usually look twice at, or b) are so flummoxed by having to choose one dress that will suit myriad body shapes and sizes on top of (most probably) single-handedly planning an entire wedding, I’m not sure.