Saturday night turned into Sunday morning and I sighed to Bunny 'why does this always happen?' Monday was not a good day - especially not a good day to have to go into the studio and do lots and lots of work. What did I wear - god knows and yes, I probably looked really crap. But what kept me going is my Monday knickers! Like many girls I had these as a kid and adored them - could I wear Friday on Monday? Absolutely not! Surely that would bring very bad luck. And what about if I was knocked off my bike and someone saw? I realise that I'm a bit of a sucker purchasing Stella McCartney days of the week pants. Falling into that nostalgia trap but it's interesting to think of where I was then and where I am now. Then I was little and innocent and my mummy bought my probably rather cheap pants for me. Now I am older and more knowing (I won't say wiser) and prepared to spend silly money on posh underwear. Obviously fact it comes in a box with compartment for each day totally justifies this.
No comments:
Post a Comment