There are few things I loathe more than lists that tell women what clothes they need to give up once they reach a certain age: my view on the topic is that if you can pull it off, you should wear it—but that you would also be well-advised also pay close attention to your internal radar. Which, around six years ago, told me that it was time to say goodbye to miniskirts. Not because I’d reached any significant birthday, but because they just suddenly looked silly on me. Have you had similar moments, and with what? Conversely, what will you never give up?