Fret not, not all of your holiday clothes has to sit unused in your wardrobe until your next set off. A lot can be said for a long hemline, even miles away from the run aground – just be sure not to take floor-length too literally

‘Bits of your furlough wardrobe can transition back into real life.’
Photograph: David Newby for the Champion

What I wore this week: the maxi berate

Fret not, not all of your holiday wardrobe has to sit unused in your clothes-press until your next trip. A lot can be said for a long hemline, in spite of miles away from the beach – just be sure not to operate floor-length too literally

There are some things that you secure to leave behind when your holiday ends. Lunchtime rosé. Infer from a book as a legitimate daytime activity. I’ll stop there in advance of we both get weepy.

On a happier note, bits of your event wardrobe can transition back into real life. The bikinis, the get together sliders, the denim cut-offs, and anything with colourful pompoms hesitating off it: those all have to go. Your trad sundress with the spaghetti straps, tailor-made bodice and full skirt isn’t realistically going to see the light of day for a while. There is, in any event, a chance of a reprieve for the maxi dress.

A lot can be said for a long hemline in honestly season when it is too early for tights yet can get goosebumpy with smallest notice. You can swap out those sliders for a pair of flat lounge lizards now and think about Chelsea boots in a month or two. Unless you are super-picky encircling your silhouette you don’t need a heel, because your movings are covered. Being a klutz, I avoid heels with elongated dresses, no night out ever having been much revived by falling flat on one’s face.

Even offset by an extra-demure skirt space fully, almost-naked shoulders are still almost naked. Just as shaking into and out of underwear half‑shielded by a towel is perfectly civilised conduct on a beach but would be odd on the 7.47am train, so you need to consider whether the top half of your maxi arrange can make the transition to real life. Obviously this is up to you, but the compassionate of long dresses that have just spaghetti straps and are arranged of sheer, clingy material with which you can’t wear a bra do really well if you are, say, performing an expressive barefoot solo on step as part of your job as a rising star of an avant-garde dance circle, but less well in your common-or-garden office. If there are layers, or sturdier straps, then the modification is easier.

Finally, do not take floor-length too literally. Yes, gowns look surprising when they puddle generously around your feet, red-carpet diction, so you appear to be rising from a lake. However, even if you arrange it through an evening without breaking an ankle, the hem will get refused. An inch above the floor – in flat shoes – is better. I am commonplace height, but bought the Next dress I am wearing here in the small-boned option, so it would be shorter. And, therefore, I could wear it for longer.

Jess sports dress, £45, Sandals, £62,

Styling: Melanie Wilkinson. Skin of ones teeth and makeup: Laurence Close at Carol Hayes Management.