Like many others, I've been desperately soaking up the last of the summer sun lately. As the nights draw in, it becomes ever so clear to me how precious these sun-kissed evenings are. Funny isn't it, how we can spend all of July and August taking the summer for granted then, come September, we're all scrabbling to fit in after work drinks and make the most of it before the sunshine slips away for good. Guilty.
Cue the 'desk to dancefloor' outfit. A trusty combo that's conservative enough for the office but can be sexed up come 5 o'clock so there's no need to feel drab during dinner and drinks.