It is the time of year when I start craving the colour burgundy. Burgundy, homemade soup and Sunday evening travel shows are my sure-fire indicators that it is Autumn. Some people go for falling leaves and chilly dark nights, not me.

As colours go, it is often considered rather naff and old fashioned. There’s a reason why Anchorman’s Ron Burgundy was a Burgundy as opposed to a “Magenta” (crazy, sexy, fun) or a”Turquoise” (fresh, bright, fun). There’s a general resistance to using the word “burgundy”, hence the proliferation of the terms “berry shades” and “wine tones”. I want to reclaim burgundy for all the crazy, sexy, fun, fresh and bright people out there. Who’s with me?

A burgundy dress is at the top of my autumn shopping list. I have silly little daydreams about wearing a velvet one with yellow tights and some leopard brogues. Then I move onto a tartan one with black tights and some off the hook patent heels, then I start imagining a burgundy hem poking out from underneath a snuggly leopard faux-fur coat and then I really want to go shopping.

Burgundy corduroy is another of my perennial favourites, especially in skirt form. An A-line skirt with a chunky jumper, woolly tights and riding boots – perfection.

My favourite thing about burgundy is how it works with other colours – it looks great with rich autumnal shades like brown, navy and mustard but it also works unexpectedly well with bright colours. I picked up a lime green cashmere sweater from TK Maxx two weeks ago, I firmly intend to wear it with my burgundy pleated skirt I got from Hobbs NW3 last year.

I’ve been away for a few weeks, so I’m here to say: “I’m back and I love the colour burgundy”. Nothing like returning with a vengeance.

BBxx