My friend was telling me that for the first time ever she has been indulging in updating her wardrobe and now regularly wears suspenders and stockings to work. I have to say, that clothes have a tendency to change my mood. Suspenders and stockings make me feel inordinately sexy, even if they are topped with denim. A sari makes me feel elegant (until the children pounce), leather makes me feel dirty (in a good way), silk makes me feel feminine and holey or crotchless anything makes me howl with laughter.
It is like food in reverse. When you’re feeling down you want comfort food; when you’re feeling horny (okay, let’s skip that one); happy is ice-cream and chocolate (actually chocolate is good for every mood); melancholy requires something warm; giddy with laughter requires something light and good company just needs a bottle, some glasses, fruit and cheese.
Of course, a good stiff G&T blows them all out of the water. One of those, a la my husband, and you’re in carefree land. Everything seems possible, including the staff christmas do which is themed as Stars in Their Eyes. My team has chickened out and now I’m stuck for someone to be humiliated alongside me. Fret not for I shall trawl through the staff for a likely candidate. I shall attack before they are ground down by a day full of Year 9’s. Wish me luck!