It’s on two occasions that I wear black –– to funerals and on Halloween. It’s not that I dislike the colour, it’s just not for me. Some of my most colourful friends pull off black with aplomb. Me, I can barely wear the black cotton M&S knickers that my mum sends me from London without feeling out of sorts. Of course, that doesn’t stop me from lusting after the perfect black dresses. To be worn with the punchiest accessories, of course.