Am hoping to brave my new maxi dress today, but can't shake the feeling of feeling a bit of a plonker in strapless things. I don't quite know why, it's a bit 'Brit abroad' for everyday in my mind. But it is beautiful and I'm determined not to let it languish at the back of my wardrobe. I normally play it safe in a calf length skirt and fitted t shirt. I can't even bring myself to wear spaghetti straps (I'm not alone on that one though, am I cyb ) even though I do have good arms. Is it just that the sun actually being out is so alien that we don't quite know how to dress appropriately? Far more fashion crimes are committed in summer, no?