If you grew up in 90’s India, you’ll know what the title of this post means. And if you didn’t, here you go.

I’m totally out of spoons, so I’m low on wordiness today but here’s a bit of pattern mixing. The top is from Sugarhill Boutique a couple of summers ago, the skirt is old ASOS and the sandals are local.

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Frankly, it’s too hot here for anything other than minimal dressing. Early summer heatwaves in this part of India are traditionally relieved by late afternoon thunderstorms called Kalboishakis, but climate change has put an end to all that.

Continuing with the ladylike theme, here’s a lovely tea dress today! Being who I am though, I had to add something a bit eccentric to it, so I chose my gold brogues from Goldenponies instead of dainty heels.

Sometimes I feel ladylike. Much as I love my schoolgirly outfits, sometimes it’s just fun to dress like I’m actually a functional adult.

I think my recent absence needs no further explanation than the state of my leg. I thought for a long time, off and on, whether I should edit them out – my feelings about my scars are conflicted, to say the least, and it’s not my wish to trigger anyone who’s been in, or is going through a similar situation.

The temporary springiness of the past week has turned into an unexpected cold snap – all grey and rainy and depressing. It took me the day after Valentine’s day to wear something heart-themed, but I’ve been cosying up in this jumper all winter anyway.

What do you do on days when your illnesses and the pain you live with make you feel like burrowing down under the covers and not resurfacing for a week? When just the thought of dressing up feels abhorrent, and all your bright, pretty clothes make you grimace at their cheeriness?

Disclaimer: this is not a onesie. This is a vintage jumpsuit that somehow looks like a onesie…?