Here I am all snuggly in my parka.
Dozy and reluctant to leave the comfort of my own pyjamas, I asked Mum what on earth I should wear.
"Start with sensible walking shoes, and work upwards from there", she replied.
Don't be ridiculous.
In the end I hoyed clothes at myself at random and was rather pleased with the result.
This photo's a bit unfortunate, but it shows what I liked about this look - the tiered skirt, thick tights and ankle boots made me feel like a naughty Victorian ruinning around in her bustle!
Also a bit like Peter Pan...
Mum proceeded to take some photographs withouit me in them, which I thought was a sorry waste, but other people seem to like Views, so here you go.