On Saturday afternoon, I slipped away to Players in Haarlem. I dropped my beloved and kids at the fair, this quarter was for Rob and me. Rob has been in my life for about thirteen years (it was my own beloved who introduced us to each other) and he has brought me a lot of joy.

Rob just says if something doesn't suit you or if a dress he bought turns out to be a bit disappointing. “Is this something for me?” I then ask. “Mwah, wouldn't do it,” is often his answer. Luckily, there are always a thousand things I do need to do and that also stay in my life for a long time. Maybe not as long as Rob, but certainly for about four seasons.

Rob always pulls me out of my comfort zone. Away with that eternal black, a bit of color in life. On Saturday, I pulled this sweater from Paul & Joe off the rack. Rob thought it was a great idea, but then I also had to put on these shorts from the same label. Fit like a glove. Black Dior pumps underneath for the classic twist and I was ready. Nothing more to do. Well, I guess I'll come back for that Joseph dress that I've also fallen in love with.