I like this skirt. And I like how it makes me feel Summery and that it’s OK to eat all the ice cream in and outside of the house. But I wish that I could like it just that little bit more if it weren’t so see through. I mean, I know Little B isn’t complaining when he catches a glimpse of my undercrackers, but I’m pretty sure that the rest of the world and their nans don’t wish to see that on a Sunday afternoon. Certainly not in a quiet little village.