should you not be wearing your pyjamas ?

Or are you in the hemisphere that is in the south.

Moi ? Suit -I'm at work.

black harold boots -superior to RMs
black pants black jacket( I am from Melbourne after all )
charcoal grey declic shirt

no tie- it's friday

that's all your getting or it gets just a little too weird.

I'm *quite* the catch.

the fluffiest dressing gown I've ever owned and matching slippers.

Oh, and a contented cat!

Hi-viz everything over ASLEF polo shirt, Adidas trackies, GettaGrip steelies, Chester City bobhat. Hi-ho, hi-ho, it's off to work I go.

Grey t-shirt festooned with Marvin Gaye lyrics, Diesel jeans, black socks, Timberland boots, me specs, me watch, a selection of silver tomfoolery and a huge whiskey induced hangover.

In preparation for a meeting with one of our regional managers in Eastbourne this afternoon.

Yes, I am Living the Dream.

Suit is navy blue, three-button, single breasted. No pinstripe.

Shirt is also blue, button-down Oxford. No tie.

Black slip-ons of indeterminate provenance.

No adornments other than a wedding ring and understated Tag (Heuer, not Identity) on my right wrist.

Underwear is brash and candy-striped and I will look a twat if I get run over by the proverbial bus.

a pink t-shirt and a smile ☺

polo shirt, paint splattered jeans, paint splattered clogs.

Blue striped Wappen shirt, burgundy Loake long wingtip brogues. I'm off for a drug/alcohol test for possible new job with Amazon. Seriously wondering if I'll pass!!!

...someone asked me that question, it was followed by the sound of heavy breathing.

I hated to do it, but I had to take out a restraining order against Helen Mirren not long afterwards as I recall.

... now I see it in harsh office light: midnight blue moleskin suit, pastel-pink shirt, bright yellow tie, black and grey hooped socks, dark brown shoes. I'm hoping that I am staying on the right side of 'clownish'. It looked much more staid in a half-lit bedroom.

Diesel jeans, red v-neck pullover from Hennies, Help! t-shirt, Nixon watch, wedding ring and silver Cladagh ring. Wish I was wearing a suit though....makes me feel more grown up and successful ( and less corpulent) when I do.

Ted Baker stripey shirt, it's glory totally undermined by a blue jumper I'm wearing on top of it.

Uniqlo straight leg blue jeans thankfully covering (I think) M&S cotton boxers.

Thick-ish socks and a pair of beige Panama Jack lace up boots.

All of which is currently very damp after having walked through a fucking Berkshire monsoon earlier on my way to work. So I shall look a soggy sack at the mingle tonight. Nice work so-called BBC Weather (who I blame entirely)

in the office its - M&S Chino's (beige colour), Bradley long sleeved cream crickety type top (all of £5 as a promo item on the ECB online store), Timberland shoes.......

Shortly going home where the M&S chinos will be swapped for shorts and the shoes for sandals if we are not staying in for dinner tonight....

Airwalk Trainers, Ecko jeans, NZ Warriors hoodie. All bought on the cheap from eBay.

.....so it's blue jeans, long-sleeved dark blue collarless shirt and, to show how hip and up-to-date I am, my newly minted Beach Boys' 'SMiLE' badge.

Working from Starbucks this morning (Citrix remote access, how do I love thee? Let me count the ways) and am now in a pink Threadless t-shirt under a check shirt under a blue hoodie under a brown casual suit jacket. Indigo Gap boot-cuts and black New Balance trainers. Also my customary black-rimmed glasses and - as I'm still walking - my MacBook on my back. Val-da-ree.

The look is Fat Unsuccessful Deluded Faux-Hipster, and soon ALL the kids will be "rocking" it.

Navy blue pinstripe suit (single breasted, 3 button)

White cotton shirt.

No tie.

Navy blue socks.

Black Loake shoes.

A hint of Kiehl's Original Musk.

...ie Seasalt zip-up top over a t-shirt of a tiny bloke looking up at gigantic trees with the caption 'Respect Your Elders', 501s, M & S boxers, bamboo sox, FatFace shoes. Not that it's any of your business.

Wellington boots and a pair of oven gloves.

But in the spirit of dress down Friday, today Matthew, I am wearing

Brown and white checked shirt, red t-shirt underneath, brown jeans and brown desert boots.

Have been told I look like a Womble.

my cologne.

-Gap Jacket: dark green, epaulettes, very nice.
-Light Blue Shirt: short sleeves (Debenhams).
-Black trousers (though the FPO reckons they're dark blue). Cotton, but in the style of jeans.
-"Casual shoes".

... blue Wranglers, grey socks slippers, M&S skids, silver chain with eagle pendant bought in Goa, wedding ring, Maurice Lacroix watch on left wrist and me specs.

and a dog collar.... oh no thats later

with a dark blue shirt (button down collar); black and blue socks (slightly damp); black shoes (also slightly damp).

I feel a bit of a mess - autumn rain and cycling do not make for a smart commute.

a look of intense concentration, I am also wearing a tan chenille jacket from M&S, a pink and white striped Austin Reed shirt, a maroon Next tie, pale brown trousers, brand unknown, (and I'm not taking them off to check the label), red, black and white hooped Pringle socks, which looked OK at dark-o-clock this morning, and brown Farah brogues. I am red/green/brown colour blind, so although all this seems OK to me, bar the socks, others may have a different view. The GLW didn't comment, so I passed her muster. Looking at my choice of brands, I do feel as if fashion is passing me by, but WTF, it's workwear.

Black, single breasted, M&S public sector middle manager's suit, for that is what I am; and, anyway, what's the point of wearing a 'label' suit to sit behind a desk all day?

White shirt with a subtle blue check, probably from M&S too. I tried to look at the label and now have a crick in my neck.

No tie - I only ever wear a tie if my not doing so will be "an issue" for someone or other.

Black slip-on shoes.

Black socks and navy boxers from Next, I think.

Gold wedding ring. Longines watch, which, annoyingly, has started losing time and may well have to go back to the jewellers. Blue charity band in support of the Foundation set up in support of my lad's best mate who died earlier in the year. Poppy in lapel.

I've had to lock my office door to keep the hoardes of female admirers at bay...

I'm wearing my Crockett & Jones monk-straps. Goodyear welted, of course. All the way from Northampton.
Model: Monkton. Colour: Chestnut. Size: 10½.
Quite definitely the finest pair of shoes I have ever owned. I could just sit and look at them all day. Sigh.

After micturation and drenching my face in ice cold water - impromptu exfoliation courtesy of a particularly abrasive towel - i don my clothing before breakfast (smoked mackerel and beetroot on rye, with black tea, if you must ask). These clothes are black briefs (M&S), black socks (M&S), black jeans (M&S), a black v-neck t-shirt (Gap), a slovenly cardigan (dark blue with a hint of grey piping at the sleeves, M&S) and a pair of low, brown Trespass walking shoes, thin of sole these days, bought in a sale from some retail outlet years ago in what i believe young people and women call a mall. Today's short-cut overjacket is more than a decade old - a black Daniel Hechter jerkin of robust manufacture. When I leave the apartment, young people point and laugh, commenting on my ample middle and unshaven face. They shout, 'You look like Ricky Gervaise, you fucking twat.' Unfortunately, i lack the Twitter followership of Mr Gervaise so cannot describe them as 'haters' to the populus in general. Then i go about the business of the day, occasionally removing a fine mackerel bone from inbetween my teeth.

Ancient royal blue Adidas trackie-bottoms. Navy Blue Antibalas Afrobeat Orchestra t-shirt. Toast crumbs on chin.
Nothing more to see here.

- Black M & S lace up shoes (tied them myself with a nice double knot)

- Black short socks with a blue pinstripe hoop effect (good job you didn't ask yesterday otherwise it would have been my Barcelona FC socks)

- Off white grundies (M & S. Were white once, fresh on this month)

- Dark Grey/off-black (charcoal?) M & S suit trousers (nothing special, straining waistband. Jacket, with small poppy pin badge worn proudly is in a cupboard across the office. Don't start......).

- Pale lilac short sleeved work shirt (M & S. Gets hot in our office and its warm too hence the lack of sleevage).

- Fox & Chave purse silk tie, in a rather fetching green/yellow/purple/blue modern abstract design (ideal for eating lunch at the desk as anything dripped just disappears into the funky design).

- Tag Carera watch on my left wrist - ridiculously expensive 50th gift a couple of years back from the fragrant Senora Toro.

- A thin black/white-ish string band around my right wrist. (Tied around by the wonderful staff as we left our holiday hotel in Bali at Easter as a reminder to visit again. Still there 7 months later - my sole concession to the hippy lifestyle).

- My normal Specsaver bifocals.

And, rather scandalously, under that lot I'm completely naked.

Black cotton socks (M&S), Calvin Klein black underpants (he doesn't want them back), Levi 501s, black plain Fruit of the Loom T-Shirt over a grey plain Fruit of the Loom T-Shirt and my late Uncle Steve's Red Henry Lloyd fleece (the man was nuts for Caravan, I wear his fleece with pride, in his memory).

Having been forced by the GLW to go for a short hike over the fields in a torrent of biblical proportions I am now sitting after a mug of hot steaming tea and several choccie biccies in a red Lowe Alpine walking top (dry), navy (not black) M & S fleece jog pants. Also adorning my wrist is a Nautica Titanium wristwatch accompanied by my new Movember charity wristband.
Work later so may pop on jeans and a T shirt to go to the office, no customers to see you so no dress code, or dress sense chips in the GLW!!!

I SHOULD wear a belt (I'm a lanky skinny git)
Stretchy black undercrackers, recent gift allegedly CK probably not
Thick walking socks (I work at home a lot and can't be arsed heating the whole house)
Timberland t-shirt (blue)
Jumper of reasonable merit and estimable TOG value given by inlaws last Crimbo, I think its Fatface but the label is AWOL
Mocassins rendered redundant by dog sleeping across my feet
Cheap Longines watch, gold wedding ring (my ring has actually nearly worn away)

Brown shoes, brown trousers, brown jumper - but a snazzy brightly coloured loosely draped scarf to zing it up a bit.

Looks fine for "friendly but professional" wear for work, but not sure how it will fit in when I go straight on to the Magazine gig tonight. Thought about bringing something to change into, but then realised I was too old to give a monkeys about what other people at gigs think of me (plus, if I take off that scarf, I'll blend into the background as soon as the lights go down).

I'm wearing a short black dress with a green belt, plus black tights, black boots, mascara and a big smile. I've even brushed my hair and everything.

Black trousers, grey and black top with black top underneath and black socks and boots. Black watch and grey and silver earrings.
Oh, and a black and grey cagoule for when I have to go out - its been chucking it down here today !

Black surf shorts (picked up for 8 quid in Tesco this summer); black Quiksilver t-shirt with arms and neck cut off; black hoodie (casually unzipped); black flipflops (no socks, natch)

I'm shortly about to go & get dressed up to go out with my old pal.

Will fill you in with which outfit I decide to wear in a wee while.

and comfort primary driver - Smedley cotton vest and Merino Wool Shirt. Ancient 501s and Tod brown suede loafers. An old Ralph Lauren cashmere blazer to keep the chill out off plane

Now,an evening at home sans Light and Lids - raggedy old Hot Tuna surf top and blue cotton F&M track pants.

Funeral of FPOs granny today, hence my non-appearance at the mingle. So it was, from bottom up..

Black Oxfords, from Jones.

Black Ralph Lauren socks, kex and three-button single-breasted suit.

Purple striped Turnbull & Asser Shirt, RL Purple Label tie.

Had to put Best Stuff on out of respect and all that.

Now black 501s, Crew rugby shirt and same socks and undies as earlier.

green and black block print Ghanian shirt. 501 khaki jeans - top button bust, so I put on a belt. Remu Uomo slate grey pin stripe jacket, single breasted three buttons, with yellow paisley silk handkerchief. Shoes off now - but I was wearing a pair of tan dealer boots. Socks, boxer shorts are yer actual personal buys from M and S.

Nobody cares by now probably.

Black is the new black here, obviously. (When not the new dark, dark, dark, dark blue).

M&S benefit Massively.

A lot of you dress for something called "work", which I had to wiki.

A bit of bling here and there. A sense of scent.

A general subdued sartorial classiness, relieved by bursts of Jackson Pollock, Timberland browns and surf baggies.

Occasional sauciness.

we're rocking a very dodgy work-charity-do t-shirt, accompanied by Patagonia shorts and my beloved Birkenstocks. It's a balmy Saturday night, 28 degrees and we've just opened the sparkling Shiraz. Here's to your very good collective healths.

peacock suit
new boots 'n' panties.
well, it is Saturday.

John Simons Chinos, black socks
black turtle neck (Smedley)
Tan Bass Weejun loafers
..and ready for a pint.

Black socks. Pants. Superdry T-shirt.

Ladeeeez?

- Dark grey and lime green socks
- A pair of dark blue Ted Baker jeans
- Undercrackers, obviously
- A Topman t-shirt, which features a man riding a dinosaur, exclaiming, "To The Disco!" (the man, not the dinosaur)
- A burgundy Superdry hoodie
- Fossil watch with brown leather strap
- Black-framed D&G glasses

Shamefully, pants and socks aside, this is exactly what I wore yesterday too.