With a blog trip to Limewood Hotel on the horizon and no conceivable way for me to make it to the shops (I had even left it too late for the inevitable last minute Asos delivery), I threw the gauntlet down… and asked the husband to shop for me.
The brief was not exactly simple. I requested something midi or maxi, in my style and linen or cotton – essentially something that I could throw in the case in a heap and pull out littered with creases (under normal circumstances this would be an odd criteria I am well aware). I had a voucher from Mango and in a bid to give some direction I pointed him there. And he arrived home with three options. After a couple of false starts and a firm realisation that the husband had no grasp of midi/maxi terminology, I (or rather he) pulled this beauty out the bag. Obviously this is my colour palette and the orange ruffle top was always going to be a winner in my eyes. The floral culottes honestly I was not initially sold on but I tried them and just loved the length and the high waist and when I shared the options on IG stories you guys OVERWHELMINGLY loved this look (I speak no word of a lie when I tell you that I have never had so many DMs and that one hundred percent of them were votes for this outfit).
So, here we have it, what happens when you let your man pick your look. I had high hopes and he exceeded them confirming my already firm belief that he’s a keeper (hence ‘the husband’ part). I personally think it is a great exercise that everyone should try at least once. Would you? Could you?
Photos by Shloka.