Jean Genie

A laid-back Sunday calls for suitably lazy clobber. 

I love this catsuit as much now as I did when I bought it five years ago but, let's face it, when you're confronted with a wardrobe bursting at the seams with lurex, velvet, crimplene and psychedelic printed nylon denim ain't that exciting an option in the grand scheme of things.

Huge brown shell bangle on left hand side courtesy of Lakota, the rest are second-hand discoveries

I can't deny that it crops up with alarming frequency in my outfits. Along with second-hand battered leather, vintage suede and fake fur it makes my clothes feel less dressy and far more me.

Here's some previous outings in denim:

My favourite item of clothing ever:

Bought for 99p in 1992, it's been to North Africa, Indonesia, Malaysia, India and travelled extensively around Europe. I don't know what I'll do when it inevitably falls apart.

Denim catsuit worn with 1970's St Michael tee shirt and tooled leather belt with horse head buckle (both car boot sale buys), River Island leather boots (Salvation army), vintage fringed shawl (Acorns Hospice)

Did you have a good weekend? Last evening was spent with the crazy gang and went well, no-one ended up in tears, paralytically drunk or disgracing themselves over dinner and, despite it being a late one, we were up bright and early this morning.

My hands were steady enough to apply my eyelash extensions earlier and I've just got my feet and my roots to sort out.

See you soon.