Now for me, this is an issue. It's one of my favorite features of the year and certainly more useful than the Pippa Middleton look-alike wedding dress. But yes, now here it is, April already, and I'm stuck with something they're calling "Aloha." Alohaaaawhat? Now I know that Stella McCartney has been showing us summer pyjama sets in loud, unwearable prints and surely we'll all be diving into that easy jumpsuit after the pool, but I'm sorry, it just doesn't replace safari. As I'm sure some of us know, Hawaii is actually inside the US border.
On the theory that there is a hidden Gina in all of us longing to wear vulgar, obvious, too-tight, come-hither outfits that would make Michael Corleone send us back indoors "to get dressed!" you could squeeze yourself into that skirt above, or just wear a big necklace over a...uh...handkerchief?
Now I'm actually happy to see these choices because in contrast to the Vogue team, to whom I was wedded for thirty years, at least Burda imagines that we are not all alike, hopping from office to carpool to charity meet. Some of us have other lifestyles, even if it means we're looking for business while walking dilapidated streets, idly cuddling puppies, waiting for Aunt Sophie to finish ironing our sheer chiffon...uh... blouse? The business that will get you is your business.
I finished the fur coat, now known as the Narnia Muskrat Love Coat, appearing soon, and am looking for some fun spring projects. I might mix the pastel-mood ordered up in Elle recently with Burda's new take on that Philip Lim two-tone shirt up front: