If you have decent legs, chances are your recent vacation go-to has been the mini skirt. And why wouldn’t it be? Pants and jeans feel like such an encumbrance in a hot climate. And then September comes around, and the idea of a short skirt in town, on the street or at a restaurant suddenly feels a lot less intuitive (particularly if you’re not under the age of 25 or the wretchedly elegant and pin-limbed Hanneli Mustaparta).
Don’t get me wrong – my knees and thighs are perfectly lovely, if I may say so myself, but you know how the Victorians used to cover piano legs in frilly pantalettes for fear of them looking too,