I can’t think of a more festive look than Dovima in this fringed Chanel. The fringe looks like strands of tinsel. The photograph was taken by Cecil Beaton in 1953, but I can see this dress at any contemporary fête.

I wear the same JCrew chino everyday; I have them in caramel, dusty rose and grey. Last week, I found a rip in the derriere of my newest pair. I’ve no idea how it happened, but thankfully I was at home when it did. When I took them back to JCrew yesterday, the manager didn’t flinch about getting me another pair. She couldn’t have been more gracious. It wasn’t down the seam, and they were purchased months ago, so I really wasn’t sure if they’d replace them. But they did. And as such, I will buy my chinos there until the end of time. Isn’t it nice when things go our way?

I’m amazed by how much expression some artists achieve with just a few lines. Modigliani, Picasso & Matisse were maestros at this. Alison Angelini’s squigly portraits are beautifully influenced by all three. This one here, with big lips and flowers in her hair, is a personal favourite, and I love the long nose and single chandelier on this one. I’ve seen a whole wall of them, each one with a slightly different expression on her face.

I’m always on the hunt for good quality sweaters that I’ll love for years to come. I’ve worn the same steady rotation of winter woollies for years, a pink pom-pomed cardi being a favourite. I like these jumpers from Apiece Apart, and I can see classics like this cream cable knit in my wardrobe for a decade. I love the sleeves on this navy sweater, and this crochet one transitions nicely from winter to spring.

I know I’m late to the game, but I really want a boiler suit. I tried one on the other day in black, and it was the comfiest thing I’ve stepped into in yonks. It’s the perfect uniform for the pottery studio, and with a printed belt or sparkly cardi I can see myself heading out to dinner in it , too. The one by Horses Atelier, one of my favourite local brands, is really great, too. And I love this mustard one. Just don’t ask me to fix your boiler.

I’m a little bonkers for this bather. The print. The ruffles. I could never rock it like Liya Kebede is, but I’m willing to try. Have a look at Zimmerman‘s 2020 resort campaign. It’s all so dreamy, which is just what we need every now and then.

It’s at this time of year, when the days get shorter, and the air is chilly and damp, that I like to treat myself to a present that celebrates winter. A wool sweater in some zingy colour usually does the trick. This year, I am on the hunt for a brilliant balaclava; something that will keep me warm, and my face protected from the elements, but that’s colourful and cheery, too. I like pompoms, and I don’t mind looking just a small bit ridiculous. I will not be purchasing my balaclava from an outward bound shop — I may get a dreary backup for snowstorms — but rather some overpriced, chic, online shop that boasts fur slippers and cashmere earmuffs. Yes, I will indulge myself this frivolity, and when it’s minus 22 outside, you’ll wish you had too.

Outside of a brief interlude with tube dresses and Wonderbras  in the mid-90s, I have always preferred loose fitting clothes. My dream outfit is either a moo moo, or cotton trousers (with elasticated waist) and some large caftan over top. In the winter months, I’ve traded skinny jeans for slouchy chinos, and my woolies are mostly all oversized. Here, Bonnie Berman wears Gael de Boisjuzan and Kenzo. The photo was taken by Sacha van Dorssen for Marie Claire, May 1983. If not for the small issue of a cold spell, this would be my 365 uniform.