The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne

A few days ago, I sat down at my desk in my pyjamas for a day of work. It felt wrong and I couldn't motivate myself so I decided to get dressed (up). I put on a silk dress which I received in February but which I haven't had the opportunity to wear yet. Sitting at my desk in a luxurious dress I felt kind of silly, but also nice and important.

I carried on wearing the dress through my evening plans, but I think even if I didn't have evening plans, it's an interesting idea to dress in beautiful things even if the only person enjoying the sight of them is yourself. Especially if the only person enjoying the sight of them is yourself (because you don't need to fear being over-dressed, under-dressed or otherwise inappropriately dressed). The beautiful printed animals were sort of distracting, though.




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For ages now (maybe a year) I have noticed a ring my mum has. It is always somewhere else; sometimes on the stairs, sometimes on the windowsill in the lounge. Today I noticed it's been getting a bit damaged, so this is what I said to her:

'I thought it might be a good idea for me to wear it, seeing as it's going to get lost or damaged lying about the house, at least until you decide what you want to do with it'

I have no idea where she got it from but I love wearing it and feeling even more regal and ridiculous.

Excuse the ink stained finger, I swear the ink from my pen must have permanently stained my skin as I can't get rid of it!