Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays at ten o'clock are peculiar moments to look forward to I admit. It's like getting photographs back from being developed 'in the old days'. There's a slight thrill before, and then either great excitement or a huge disappointment.
It was definitely the former this morning as net-a-porter pulled another triumph of an offering out of the bag (after an atrocious Wednesday morning).
All is forgiven, and I can get back to my daydreaming...