By now I’ve come to terms with the fact that my Style Crisis is an ongoing project. Despite evidence of progress, there’s obviously not going to be an overnight transformation in my personal style – I’m not a chrysalis about to burst open revealing a glamorous butterfly. I’ve discovered that dressing to reflect myself is something that requires practice, just like everything else. And just like everything else, it’s subject to disruption.
Sometimes, life happens. Which quite literally, it just has.
I tend to be a bit cautious when writing my blog posts. I’ve tentatively learned to expose myself on these pages – and you’ve all been fabulous as I’ve shared my thought processes, successes, discoveries and on several occasions, my sheer idiocy. Generally though, unless friends and family knowingly (or rashly) step into the limelight, I’m reluctant to implicate them publicly.
In order to explain the absence of my Style Crisis chronicles since Christmas however, I hope you won’t mind if I pull back that net curtain a little. Almost 18 years ago my chap and I became a family overnight as the wearers of three pairs of red wellingtons ricocheted into our lives. Adoption meant that we accelerated from 0-60 on the family rollercoaster – and we continue to be amazed, often confounded and frequently thrilled at the ride.
As our children have grown up and (almost) moved on, I’ve been equally thrilled to throw myself into growing ClothSpot and make no mistake – there’s plenty more to come. However at the beginning of last week we were completely blown away when our eldest daughter gave birth to our first grandchild.
Now – obviously that’s not something that happens every day (understatement) and I was so proud and honoured to be present at his birth. Mother and baby are doing very well, I’m delighted to report. However it’ll come as no surprise to learn that although ClothSpot’s day-to-day activities have continued apace with orders being processed as usual (thank you, Judy!) and lots of new fabrics appearing, I’ve had precious little time to explore my personal style.
(That’s excluding the hour or so I spent at the weekend helping my overlocker to chew up a perfectly lovely piece of jersey. Please, let’s move on…nothing to see here ?)
You’ve all been so fabulously supportive, helping my blog to find its feet and supporting ClothSpot, so I thought that a little explanation might be due.
Over the next few weeks things will be getting back to (what passes as) normal – and we’ve got lots of plans and goodies to share as we head into spring.
Have a lovely weekend – and I promise I’ll be back with more in the usual combination of embarrassment and inspiration before you know it!