I know what you’re thinking. Didn’t you just see this outfit? Is it Groundhog Day? Are you Bill Murray? The answers: yes, no, and that would be amazing but probably no. Unless you are Bill Murray, in which case: hi, I love you.

Sometimes, I just wear the same things, over and over. I know you’re surprised, because I do my very best impression of a fashun blogger here, but the truth is out now. I wore this jacket two weeks in a row. It’s probably more like three, or four, by the time you’re reading this. NBD. For round #2, I paired it with my cobalt blue Minnie pants (I’ll save my rant on those for another post). And black. Lots and lots of black. Pairing blue and black always feels a little borderline to me; it could end up looking really sharp, or really slapdash clashy. I’m hoping this outfit landed in the first category.

If black doesn’t suit, brown is an option too. Always underrated.

I’ve always been lukewarm about brown as a staple neutral, but works well with all sorts of colours, including blue. And tortoiseshell is a perfect compromise, if you want to hedge your bets – with brown and black.

Which is your favourite way to (wear) blue?

I’ve said it before: I don’t Pinterest. I will, occasionally, buy a cute dress I’ve seen someone else wear, but that’s about as far as I’ll take the inspiration game. I find the whole outfit inspiration thing counter-productive, because rather than making me want to get more creative with my own clothes, it usually just makes me want to go out and buy new things. Buying things is not something with which I need help, ever. So. If I’m looking for outfit inspiration, I usually just poke around my closet for a bit.

Let me go on a tangent, briefly. I’m slightly obsessed with stationery. Notepads, sticky notes, journals, cards. Especially cards. I save all the cards I get for birthdays and the like, and I sometimes buy cards just because I like the pictures. My intention is always to frame them, but I always forget, and they end up languishing in forgotten boxes all over my house. No more. I recently took one of my faves to work, and pinned it to my sad-looking cork board. Baby steps. As a bonus, it inspired me to put together this outfit – even though I don’t have a cute bateau neckline striped top, a red beret, a cute poodle, or a plane ticket to Paris. More’s the pity.

This exercise made me realize two things. One, I need more striped tops. Two, I need it to be summer again, stat. I have a feeling one will be easier to rectify than the other. If only money could buy off Mother Nature!