Vanity triumphant
I spent rather a lot of today gazing admiringly at my legs and feet. I was wearing teal opaque tights with brown Doc Marten Mary Janes and loved the effect of the two together, to the extent that I didn't really mind that the shoes manage to simultaneously pinch my toes and slip off my heels (I really should remember that there is no point buying shoes that don't come in half sizes, however pretty) and that it wasn't really warm enough for shoes instead of boots (and I really shouldn't have left my gloves at home and then spent 45 minutes walking and talking on my mobile on the way home; I was half-frozen by the time I got on the bus).
The rest of my outfit wasn't bad, either; brown scoop-neck jersey over a teal t-shirt, green sparkly necklace, coffee-coloured tie-front cardi, brown and multi-coloured print Boden skirt. But it was the legs that made it.
The rest of my outfit wasn't bad, either; brown scoop-neck jersey over a teal t-shirt, green sparkly necklace, coffee-coloured tie-front cardi, brown and multi-coloured print Boden skirt. But it was the legs that made it.