Published: 09/11/2010 11:06 - Updated: 09/11/2010 11:16

IT'S that in between time of year when all that gorgeous new autumn winter stock is in the shops and if you’ve had a chance, you’ve got a stash of new chunky knits and camel skirts you’re just itching to wear. 

But it’s not quite cold enough. And if you’re anything like me you’re not ready to get the tights out just yet.

 

So you’re layering up your maxi dresses, wearing them with boots and fur gillets to eek out that last little bit of summer feeling. Perhaps you’ve experimented with long shorts and boots or brogues a bit like it did? If you did and you were happy with the look then well done, join my club. 

I certainly hadn’t spent more than fifteen minutes deciding on the outfit but I had tried several variations of the look to get to the point where I was comfortable. That is until Mr Country arrived home and laughed.

 

Yes he laughed. At first I wasn’t sure what he was laughing at, it could just have easily been because I had tidied up the house (it does happen more often than he would like to believe) but it quickly dawned on me that he was laughing at my outfit. 

Now this is upsetting for any woman but imagine how disturbing it would be if, like me, it’s your job to advise people how to dress….! Not good.

 

Now I understand he’s laughing at me but I’m still confused as to why, so I ask and he tells me ‘You look like you’re going for a round of golf!’ Enough said. I’m immediately upstairs for 12 rounds of new outfits.

 

You might ask, if I’m an image consultant why am I taking any notice of what Mr Country thinks? Truthfully, we all need a second opinion sometimes, but only sometimes.

 

I call it a temporary style handicap.