I have hit upon a formula for January dressing that is comfortable and cosy, but looks sharper than Uggs and cardigan-coats
With the honourable exception of those poor souls who have to step right out of their Twixmas cosies and into corsets and sequins on the Hollywood red-carpet circuit, in pursuit of award‑season glory, no one in their right mind has any interest in dressing up in January. The best that can be said about this month is that it too shall pass. Soon it will be February, which is still cold and dark, but at least has the grace to be short, and comes with pancakes and heart‑shaped chocolates.
However, it seems to me important not to give up completely in January. By which I mean I take a dim view of a look overreliant on comfy old trousers, Uggs and cardigan-coats. These are not clothes so much as nightwear modified for the purpose of – reluctantly – leaving the house. It is more obvious than you realise, as you shamble into the office clutching a takeout coffee the size of a hot-water bottle, that your spirit remains on the sofa.
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