You might not need finery right now, but there's no shame in using clothes to signal you are glad to be alive, writes Marion Hume in her column for this month's AFR Magazine.
When I reach into my wardrobe for yet another T-shirt, I glimpse the satin sleeve of the Martin Grant top I wore to Buckingham Palace hanging next to the jewelled coat by Akira Isogawa, which I have worn rarely, yet spectacularly. They seem like ghosts from another life.
My diary, which is an old-fashioned, week-at-a-view hard copy, also bears ghostly traces of where I might have been: the Hermès cruise show, April 28 somewhere in London; Copenhagen for the annual fashion summit; the south of Italy in May. I have never travelled less or had less need of finery.
Marion HumeFashion WriterMarion Hume is an international fashion writer. She has been covering the fashion industry for more than three decades. She is based in London.
