Having a rather miserable Monday, so I’ve got my “don’t talk to me” outfit on, courtesy of AW13 Hood by Air. There’s a good bit of leg ventilation, which I appreciate because I overheat when I’m stressed (I have a very high natural body temperature, it really is a curse) and also because I get to flash a bit of leg. I’m all about angry-sexy, tbh. The boots are sturdy enough that I can slyly kick tourists who dawdle in front of me without hurting myself, and the puffa is a great cushion when sandwiched between sixteen sweaty secretaries on the Picadilly line home. I need a drink.