Saville Row, This Ain't

When it comes to fixing the effects of a bad day at work, nothing does a better job than shopping. So, after picking up a few 'essentials' - two pairs of shoes (both in the sale: virtuous, non?), a lipstick, nail varnish and two eyeshadows from Topshop, a vaguely ridiculous 50s style hat that is somewhere between country pursuits and space shuttle air hostess - I stumbled across the single most awfully brilliant suit I think I've ever seen. I need to be smart at work, but the thought of dressing in boring black and grey suits every day makes a little bit of sick come up. Not quite, but you get the idea. I also have a bit of an unhealthy attachment to pretty much every questionable bit of 'fashion' that came out of the 80s, so you can imagine how I felt when I stumbled across the outfit where stripes came to die:

Yep, it's a humbug striped, lycra miniskirt suit, complete with shoulder pads, that's now hanging in my wardrobe, and I bloody love it. H&M: you have done me proud. Now, I know what you're thinking: you've seen this somewhere before, and you'd be right. But the question is, who wore it best? Me or Beetlejuice?

I know, his hair is so much better than mine.

The mobile phone I'm sporting in the photo clearly won't cut it anymore, so I may have to source one of these babies to complete the look...

Hopefully this won't completely turn you all off the idea of future outfit posts. And yes, I have added 'My dodgy 80s dress sense' as a tag, so I'm going to try hard to get some good material for this category!