colour craving

I love colour.

I think this is partly a reaction to the monochrome corporate culture of dressing smart, which I did for a good while. At work it was safer to stay dressed anonymously within the black/grey/navy spectrum if you didn’t want to risk offending someone.

Such restrictions currently do not apply and I find myself hankering after clothes that are fresh, colourful and spring-like.

Roll on the days when sunshine and warmth return and wearing colour and florals won’t look odd. Or require daily loading of the washing machine to remove mud.

In the meantime I will be wearing fair isle jumpers and bright woolly tights and making vibrant floral cushions to get my dose of colour.

I hope that this lively little collection will also help alleviate some of the gloom, if only temporarily, until spring really gets itself properly sprung.