The line of life creeps upwards

Before I start crowing I think I should disclose that my cat Kate watches television. 

That is the face of someone who has never seen Sex and the City before. I believe it was Charlotte who caught her attention. 

Kate has an on-going interest in clothes, particularly mine they are freshly washed and in a basket that she can access easily. However, she finds the whole blogging thing a little tedious and just wishes I would make up my mind about the style of my photographs. 

 With the self timer in my kitchen, in an Anne Fontaine Dress, negotiating Kate who is out of shot 

 With my phone in my room as Kate makes final submissions for some extra breakfast. Note: the dry cleaner found the belt to my original tench! 

In my office (courtesy of my learned friend) in a Seed dress and possibly in need of a good trim. 

I still have no idea what works best. I do know that it is getting warmer and the fabric of my clothes is being adjusted accordingly. I've moved down the textile scale from wool to cotton and silk.    

And it's warm enough for short sleeves, which in turn deserves a bracelet.

The shoe fits

Another day, another endless to-do list, another black dress - but today Spring stuck it's pink nose around the corner so the tights and boots stayed in the wardrobe. Out with the sheer tights, and out with the black glace leather Ferragamos. 


These are the Vara pumps, a staid, low heeled shoe that Ferragamo has been making since 1978. They're a little stodgy, a little refined and very respectable. 

The defining feature is the gold plate in the centre of the grosgrain bow. It really lights up in the Spring sun. 


I'm not sure how Ferragamo sizes work - their shoes are notoriously narrow. I am wearing a 9 on my size 8 foot. They fit comfortably, but there's no room to spare. I imagine all the models and fitters at the Ferragamo factory to be long lean women with feet like flamingos. 


I have another migraine today so flat, dependable and slightly school-marm shoes were a great comfort.

If the migraines continue tomorrow I'm thinking about stomping into work in trainers.