This is the bit of the day I really love. The in between where I can move my body and let my thoughts catch up with me. Bread in the basket, tulips for the table and quietly writing my next chapter in my head as I cycle.

I wear many hats. Mum. Podcaster. Campaigner. Writer. Occasional professional overthinker. This moment helps me feel like myself again, before the next thing.

This look is the same energy. Simple, easy, sorted. I put it on and I’m out the door, with enough headspace left to think.

This is my “I might end up anywhere” outfit. The one for days when the diary is packed and then, inevitably, something else appears. A dinner I forgot about. A last minute “can you make it?” text. An event I definitely accepted when I was feeling optimistic and well-rested.

I’ll be racing between meetings, making notes on my phone, jumping in the car and doing the quickest possible mirror check. I don’t want a full outfit change. I want a look that stretches with the day.

This one quietly saves me. Even if I’m arriving with 3% battery and lipstick applied at a red light. 

This is for the quieter pockets. Sunglasses on, book in hand, letting myself sit for a second instead of powering through for no reason other than habit.


It’s what I wear when I’ve got a date with myself. When I’m stealing ten minutes of peace in the garden and calling it “a break” even though my phone is still buzzing.


I love pieces like this because they feel effortless but intentional. The kind of outfit that makes you feel like you. 

This is for the normal bits. The dogs. The life admin. The “what’s for dinner?” Back and forth. The sticky fingers. The snack negotiations.

I lived in dungarees when I was pregnant with Leo and these feel like a nicer version and nod to that era. Comfy, practical, still looks intentional. An outfit I can live in. I’m mum but i’m me.

This is my weekend uniform. If I’m wearing this, I’m getting things done… but I’m doing it comfortably.

Some days I’m in full ‘on’ mode. Interviews, filming, recordings, campaigning meetings… and then I’m home and it’s straight into mum life.

I’m big on being able to put the day away. File it. Mentally label it: DONE. This suit helps with that. It gives me that shoulders back feeling when I need it and then it lets me come back down to earth after.

It’s a confidence piece. Walk into the room, do the thing, walk back out.

This is the dress I save for nights out. The ones that feel a little bit special, whether they’ve been in the diary for weeks or come up out of nowhere.

It’s for dinners, birthdays, weddings… when I want to feel my best without overthinking it. Winged liner, nude pink lip, quick pep talk in the mirror and I’m out the door. The dress does the rest.