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jacket: Club Monaco; cami & shirt: Aritzia; skirt: Club Monaco; bag: Rebecca Minkoff; necklace & cuff: DANNIJO

Someone’s looking a little mischievous. It could be that I’m about to break out into my personal rendition of the Funky Chicken or…

It could be that I was tempted to visit Club Monaco by their charming pre-fall collection where I spotted this darling rendition of a varsity jacket, despite vowing off shopping (I know, I know- this wasn’t a battle I was likely to win). Once on, the plethora of potential pairings it could offer was too great to decline. One such lovely pairing included this flirty printed skirt, which then also had to be purchased (BAD CHLOE). The financial implications were nothing compared with the giddy anticipation I felt at the prospect of wearing this outfit for the first time.

Ever since I was a wee little thing, the anticipation of wearing an outfit for the first time has made me absolutely gleeful. One of my earliest sartorial memories is from when I was six. I was so enthralled by a new dress (technically it was a yellow shirt of my mum’s that I belted- I was especially pleased with this reinvention) that in my excitement, I put the dress on and completely forgot underwear(!!)…a detail I became aware of later at school when my teacher asked us all to sit Indian-style on the rug. (I thought at the time this was the most embarrassing thing that could ever happen to me but a few weeks later, my classroom crush walked in on me in the bathroom…AWKWARD.)

Back in the present, I am most definitely wearing underwear (in case you were concerned, dear reader- this skirt does have a propensity to waft up). Undergarments aside, the enthusiasm I feel for new duds has not waned over the years. I am like a cheerleader filled with pep and sartorial spirit- which makes the collegiate-inspired jacket all the more appropriate, don’t you think?

Hope you all have an amazing Tuesday!

dress: Club Monaco; sandals: Tory Burch; purse: Rebecca Minkoff; necklace: TopShop (old); watch: anthropologie

I put this outfit together and it was only when I looked in the mirror that I realized my mind had subconsciously channeled the Olympics into a Grecian-inspired ensemble. Between the flat gold sandals, the gathered folds in the skirt, the forest green of the dress and the leaf motif of the necklace I was looking at some classical Athenian chic.

This had not been my goal. I was really aiming to put together a relaxed bit of fun for Friday evening. Much like how the Olympics begin with great fanfare and enthusiasm to eventually peter out (the Games are engaging and all but also very stimulating-swimmers, wrestlers and runners…oh my- that it’s a bit of a relief to go back to normalcy), the week starts out with high octane plans for Friday night only to be subdued as Friday approaches.

Dancing until 4am seems like an attractive possibility and even heading out to Brooklyn seems doable in theory, then Friday afternoon comes around and the week catches up to me. I suddenly feel less like a wild party animal and more inclined to curl up at home and take a much needed nap. The result of this is that my Friday night outfit has to be equal parts spirited sociability and comfort to lure me out of the house.

This brings us back to this little number- perfect to bid adieu to the Summer Games, perfect to welcome in a much needed respite and practical enough to handle the torrential downpours they are predicting for later today (CRIKEY). I hope you all have an amazing evening and if you’re in New York- hold onto your brollies, this could get ugly!!

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