I pretty much spent the entire duration of this winter wearing skirts, dresses and shorts. This was mainly because I'm generally not a fan of trousers, the socks issue is very easy to overcome and skirts and shorts can accommodate my ever-fluctuating weight much more successfully than 'spray-on' skin tight jeans.
I'm telling myself that spring is here due to several mornings that I have awoken to the pleasant sight of daylight sneaking into my room through the blinds and the slight (yet notable) increase in temperature. For the past two weeks I've been braving it, going outside sockless and baring my ankles to the world.
My favourite ankle-skimming trousers on the high street (and in my wardrobe) are as follows...
Amazing when worn with loafers and NO SOCKS. yay!
These beauties are from
Aldo. Yum. Alternatively I quite like
this terribly wholesome pair from Clarkes...and they'll wear well. Don't worry about looking like a granny... you only look like a granny if you're dressed like a granny or (funnily enough) you actually are a granny.
-Chinazo
N.B. I remember when I read horrible histories about the Victorians (perhaps?). It basically went on about how prudish the Victorian aristocrats were and how they were offended by ankles. So much so that they used to cover up the ankles on their table legs. Hilarious. I think that was one of the many faux truths that were featured in the series.
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