Here's a lovely pre-loved skirt I got from Frou-Frou to wear with my leather boots this winter. I love the vintage clothes, and would love to dye my hair black like the girl in the shop and dress as outlandishly as she was- and maybe I would if I was twenty years younger....
...but unfortunately I have vowed to grow old gracefully!! !
Oh yeah, and in reality I like comfy clothes - so I'll back to my old daggy jeans, comfy undies, trainers and warm jumpers when the novelties worn off.
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OMG I love this! What a fine thing to own. Lisa, your post reminds me of the Warning poem. I've posted it on ALS but here it is for you:
When I'm an old woman I'll wear purple.
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Haha, I like it! Thanks Rhonda Jean - I haven't heard that one before, Yeah.. that will be me - sooner than later no doubt.
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