lonelybrit | Ah, there it is (Reply)

So we are in the final run-up to The Rift on Saturday. Somehow it does seem to have morphed a bit into an unofficial Torchwood convention (or, as the website puts it, a 'Torchwood gathering'), and assuming no more guests cancel it's certainly got a guestlist that any official con would be proud of.

In any case, predictably the usual pre-con/gig/meetup dilemma has finally arrived, namely the age-old question: What am I going to wear?!

I think it must be something in the genes that kickstarts this reaction, as it really is the most pointless question I could ever ask myself, and yet I do so every time. I know what I will wind up wearing, because it is the same outfit I always wear. Why I always go into such a tizz is quite beyond me, but the panic's here now, and I glumly predict it will not go away until I'm actually on the train. *sigh*